PNPC Lieutenant Kyle Morgan - Should Have Stayed Home
Addison MacKenzie
(( Market District, City One – Rylor ))
Kyle Morgan wasn't one to take advantage of shore leave by actually taking shore leave - his idea of a successful shore leave was being able to enjoy his place of employment while his colleagues all left the office to enjoy themselves elsewhere. Still, they'd been afforded the opportunity to see a small slice of paradise in what was otherwise one of the most volatile regions in the galaxy, and he could use the excuse to go stretch his legs. Besides, he'd heard that there were some interesting vendors that might be able to procure some unique medicinal items, and the probability of running into anyone from the ship would be relatively low.
And so, he dared to venture out. It was to his benefit - the afternoon sunlight felt good on his skin, and the marketplace itself was beautifully bathed in the amber light as the smell of citrus and seafood tickled his nostrils. He passed a number of stalls until he finally found the shop he'd heard about: an unsuspecting storefront tucked between two stone buildings.
As he entered the shop, his eyes quickly adjusted to the dimly lit interior as he scanned the surroundings: glass cabinets with vintage medical equipment illuminated by lamps deliberately placed throughout. Behind the counter was a tall, pale, elderly man in a dark coat. Standing across from him, the all-too-familiar face of Dr. Roybertson Thaddeus Bancroft.
Kyle had already been spotted: it was too late to turn around. His face fell flat.
Morgan: Ugh.
Bancroft: Response
Morgan shook his head.
Morgan: Oh, I just wasn't expecting to run into any familiar faces... But I should have known better, given the goods in this shop.
Bancroft: Response
Kyle took a quick look around the shop - most of the items that caught his eye were... quite old. He leaned toward several of the nearby cabinets only to see dusty vials of unidentifiable equipment, and seemingly prehistoric medical devices that he wouldn't dare use on his great-grandparents. He quickly got the impression that if he'd come to this shop hoping to find something innovative, he was... likely out of luck.
Morgan: ::flatly, slightly disappointed:: Interesting shop you stumbled on here, Mr. Bancroft... ::pointing to the man behind the counter:: Who's your friend here?
Bancroft: Response
Tag, and TBC!
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A