PNPC Lieutenant Kyle Morgan - Antiquated Equipment
Addison MacKenzie
(( Market District, City One – Rylor ))
What he thought would be a peaceful excursion to explore a unique medical goods merchant quickly soured when, upon walking into the shop, the Acting Chief Medical Officer's eyes fell squarely on the face of one of his colleagues. It was at that moment he knew he should have just stayed on the ship, where he could at least anticipate when he would have to pretend to enjoy interfacing with people. Here, however, he couldn't help but let his disappointment show, both visually and audibly.
Morgan: Ugh.
Roy tipped his head and smiled broadly.
Bancroft: Ever a pleasure, sir. ::beat, airily:: Should I be concerned, or are you just workshopping some new greetings?
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.
Roy gave a half-shrug.
Bancroft: I had a plan, you understand. Fresh air. Leisure. Possibly even joy. ::gesturing faintly:: Then I saw a shop full of questionable medical equipment and made a series of poor but… ::sighing:: ultimately inevitable decisions.
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: Ah. Dr. Acula and I are… newly acquainted. ::gesturing between the two:: Dr. Acula, please meet Dr. Kyle Morgan, Chief Medical Officer of the USS Artemis-A.
Dr. Acula took his hand, not to shake it, but as though to grasp it intentionally, as if feeling his wrist for a pulse.
Dr. Acula: A pleasure. ::smiling:: You have a remarkably efficient circulatory profile, Doctor Morgan.
Kyle mustered a half smile and a curt nod, his eyes locking with Dr. Acula as he realized the shop's proprietor wasn't ready to immediately release his hand.
Morgan: Acting Chief Medical Officer. And thank you - I've been told my circulatory system is my greatest quality.
Morgan noticed as Dr. Acula's gaze shifted toward his throat and the old man leaned forward slightly, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side.
Dr. Acula: ::hungrily:: Remarkable…
Roy shifted nearby, his elbow catching the edge of a nearby display, sending a small series of glass vials across the counter and onto the floor. It wasn't loud, but enough to draw attention.
Bancroft: My apologies– ::already crouching, gathering the fallen vials:: –these older storage systems can be a bit… temperamental.
Dr. Acula's posture straightened and he released Morgan's hand. With his other hand, Kyle rubbed the wrist that Acula had held onto.
Dr. Acula: Quite all right. ::inclining his head:: I was merely noting… ::a subtle gesture toward Morgan:: …your colleague’s intoxicating cologne.
Morgan: So nice of you to notice, Dr. Acula...
Roy’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, darting twice between Morgan and Acula.
Bancroft: ::flatly:: Uh huh. ::looking significantly at Morgan:: Dr. Acula was just telling me about his work in… highly specialized phlebotomy, sir. ::eyes boring into Morgan’s:: Exclusively in phlebotomy.
Morgan: Phlebotomy? A crude, but critical practice in medicinal development...
Kyle took the opportunity to move away from Acula and the counter.
Bancroft/Acula: Response
Browsing some of the nearby cabinets, there were various pieces of historically relevant - if outdated - pieces of equipment. Tourniquets, vacutainers, needles of various sizes... It was as though this shop was more a museum dedicated to the historical development of the practice than it was about trying to sell anything. Morgan picked up a needle pinched between his thumb and index finger, and held it up in front of his face.
Morgan: Oh, how far we've come... ::putting the needle down, moving on to other equipment:: Why the particular interest in phlebotomy, Dr. Acula?
Bancroft/Acula: Response
Kyle cocked his head slightly.
Morgan: Dr. Acula, if you keep talking like that, I'm going to insist that you buy me dinner.
Bancroft/Acula: Response
Tag, and TBC!
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A