#ch. medic

[tcxastough]

Caged Canary

@bcggars​ for Medic

【🔧】— It was rare for the Engineer to approach the infirmary unless she was injured or that one time when she was piss drunk and wanted part of her arm chopped off to replace it with a prosthetic. So when an uninjured, sober Danielle poked her head in, it was anyone’s guess what she came in for.

       “Doc, hey,” she greeted. “Lissen, yer good with birds, right?” The question was easily answered when a dove swooped by and divebombed the intruder, bapping her on the helmet, to which the engineer barely registered. It was an obvious question that someone in a medical profession would at least have some passing knowledge on avian health if they were going to own a whole flock of the animals.

     The Engineer had her hands cusped loosely into a ball together, like she had something small and delicate between them. Approaching her co-worker, she slowly opened her hands up to reveal a small, yellow mess of feathers. Upon further examination, the mess of feathers was actually a bird, a canary, to be exact; and it didn’t look very healthy.

      “Saw th’ lil’ guy hit one of th’ windows. Don’t think these kinda birds are native ‘round here, so I think it might be someone’s escaped pet... anything you can do fer it?”

[tcxastough]

Send“AH”to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

@bcggars​

AH from Medic 👀 

“LISTEN” to hug my muse against the wall to let them know they LOVE THEM

【🔧】— The spontaneous hug was a tad conflicting; sweet, but somewhat possessive with how he pressed her against the wall. Overt flirtation tended to be the Medic’s style, but openly affectionate was a little surprising to her.

     Hesitating a bit, she lifted her arms up to hug him back awkwardly, not having much else to do at the moment but to return the gesture, giving him a light pat on the back as well. Maybe he just missed her since she’d been away on assignment for a few weeks?

         “Uh, nice t’ see you again too, Medic,” she said. “....you uh, you doin’ alright?”

[tcxastough]

Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!

@bcggars​ said:

✵ from Medic :3c

【🔧】— “Y’ever find that mistletoe used fer th’ whole kissin’ thing kinda ironic?” The Engineer asked, idly looking up at the decoration hung to the wall they were leaning on.

      “Fer one thing, it’s a parasite plant-- it clings around th’ trunk a th’ tree n’ saps th’ nutrients from th’ soil, causin’ th’ tree t’ grow slowly malnourished,” She said (she almost wanted to tack on a ‘like my ex husband’ joke, but continued on,)  “Another thing is that it’s poisonous... causes vomittin’ n’ such.”

        She paused in her rambling for a moment, realizing that he was probably starting to catch on to her stalling, and decided it was probably now or never. Placing a mechanical hand on his shoulder, she used the pressure of the weight to direct him down (or force him down if he was going to be difficult) and gave him a short kiss on his freshly-shaved stubble, then relased him.

        “Anyway, as I was sayin’,  nothin’ lethal t’ humans, but I’d definitely keep it away from yer birds if I was you.”

[tcxastough]

@worstaid​

【🔧】— “Medic, hold on a sec.” It was just after the battle when everyone was clocking out when the engineer would have waved at him, but it seemed she had her hands full at the moment. They weren’t tools or parts for a machine, though; no, her hands were cusped together to form a loose holding, hiding whatever it was she had.

          “Yer good with birds, ain’tcha?” She figured he had to be, with how many doves he had flying around his own quarters, he had to have avian veterinary knowledge as well as being able to perform ungodly acts of science with humans.

          When she approached, she carefully opened her hands, revealing a small golden canary; wings burned and it’s eyes missing. “Canaries ain’t native ‘round these parts, so it must’ve been somebody’s pet at some point,” she said. “Poor fella must’ve heard folks makin’ noises n’ prob’ly got hit in th’ crossfire...”