Diseasexdanger
The harsh light of the hallways of the USS Enterprise was enough to make the Daled’s head spin. Wren needed an antidote for this migraine. As they stumbled along like a newborn baby deer down to the medbay, they leaned against hte doorway, before stumbling in. “Doc, do you have anything for a migraine?” Wren winced, her green eyes hopefully looking over at the surly doctor behind her sunglasses.
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