Bones groaned as she exited the lift from the bridge, heaving something a mix between an exasperated sigh and a grunt. She'd wandered to the bridge - as she was prone to do - quelling the imminent boredom which had consumed her with her completely empty sick bay. It wasn't usual, but sometimes she enjoyed a little witty banter and a few cocked insults at the pointy-eared bastard residing along side her captain, of course this meant she knew what to expect mostly, but somewhere through it, she had gotten tired of being looked at as the 'emotional, illogical human doctor' that she was and left - more like fled, but she'd never admit to that.
Running a hand through her getting-too-long cut, she walked past the sliding downs and heaved and even louder sign, "Dammit Chapel," she groaned - more like a whine - as she entered, "How the hell can anyone get along with that hobgoblin when he continues to act like everythin' we say is completely-" The doctor caught herself as she noticed the environment around her. It wasn't the quiet place she'd left, but rather, a few bio beds were filled - only three - and there was no one to quell the moans. Her brows furrowed as she stepped forward quickly, "The hell is all this? Was there some damned accident that I wasn't told? Hey!" she called, looking over to notice as a familar blonde entered, "Yeomen Rand! What the hell happened?"