<strong>Name;</strong>Mya Richone<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Doctor<br/><strong>Location; </strong>The Line cargo ramp.<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Braxton, Sophie, Cookie, anyone.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/57cb5d7320db1c1b7bbda4383a6bbbe3-1.jpg) <br/><br/><em>Yes'm Ah'm Sophie DeLaurents.  Ah ain't much fer doctr'n but Ah ken wrap bandages and sech fer ya.  Ah doan know what ah 'triage' area is but Ah ken help ya set up beds an sech fer those hurt.  We maght get folks from tha planet need'n heal'n as well so's we'd best be prepared.</em>  <br/><br/>Mya set the bags on a nearby bench inside the hanger deck away from the large crates of metal that were being unloaded.  She listened happily walking over to Sophie's chatter, unable to gauge if the girl was really simple or if she carried a good illusion for those around her.  She did notice a soft attraction starting to build as she got closer to the girl and got a good look at her soft features, freckled skin and alluring red hair.  Her soft green eyes pulled at something inside Mya that she couldn't place. <br/><br/><em>"Ok Doc Mya, Ah'll do what ya want me to.  Ah'm sure uncle Sue wouldn't want me ta get shot now would he?"[</em><br/>Kneeling on the floor, Mya had started pulling supplies out of each when Sophie's last comment caught her funny.  Looking up as Sophie stood above her looking down watching.  Unconsciously, Mya stood, smiling as she did.  She reached up and pulled a strand of hair which had fallen into Sophie's eyes back over the girls soft ear.  Staring spellbound into her green eyes, Mya's smile grew more.  "You're cute Sophie.  She struggled for a second before she could pull away, reaching out and softly squeezing Sophie's arm before kneeling back down.  "Mya please.  And you're absolutely right, I don't think your Uncle Sue woul want you getting shot.  Although it'd be my pleasure to stitch you up."  The last comment brought Mya's face back up to meet Sophie's, as she smiled at her, unconsciously flirting with the new exciting girl.<br/></div>