As much as Nico might not have wanted to admit it, Sanctuary III was a mighty fine ship, and a good base for the Raiders... since they were going to take it upon themselvee to liberate the universe, somehow.
Pandora was a world of change; it always had been. Her ancestors had lived in Fyrestone long, long before any of those DAHL ships brought convicts here. It was why she had formed such a bond with Doctor Zed, the only Fyrestone native left, and why she was currently investigating his disappeareance. She had urged Clarence to form an alliance with the Raiders primarily out of her own desire to make up with her old mentor. Still, there was good to be done here.
She had been here for quite a few months now, with Teddy, Simon, and even Clarence joining everyone on the ship, and Halloween was coming up. As a result, the assistant medical officer of Sanctuary III had started to dress up in costumes.
Today she was dressed in a cute old-school nurses uniform, but with the spooky twist of dirty bandages along her face and dried blood on her uniform. She had seen it in a video game once.
And now a new patient was stumbling in - some kind of soldier boy, from the looks of it. Approaching him, she gently took his hand and supported him on her, leading her to the nearest table. “Symptoms?”
