YSS Kaiyō
Medical Lab
A medical lab with Star Army patients was a wholly different creature from one with prisoners of war. For one, the 'burly medic', the Star Army's very own
Maki Miyako, didn't look half as chipper as she did on any other day. She still scooted about on the little wheeled chair she 'commandeered' from its usual stowage in the operation room with eyes locked on medical her tasks, but those dark golden orbs weren't crinkling at the corners from her usual smile.
Maybe because a certain resident SAINT agent and bird had taken liberty with her facilities.
Miya went about setting up a stand by all threee of the medical bay's primary beds where she could keep sterilization pads, medical nanos for her scanner, and various other equipment prepped. All the while she could be heard muttering to herself about her checklist: setting up medical exams for the prisoners, for the Elysian and SAINT agent since they had
contacted the prisoners, the away team as per protocol, decontaminating the
whole bay . . .
again.
It almost sounded like she was complaining except the corners of her lips pulled into a smile.
Then they were given a second prisoner and she watched as the unconscious form was deposited in cell three.
She zipped past Mitsuko on her chair, she nearly sang, "Heeeisho~" she slipped into the third containment cell and was already slapping a booster patch on the prisoner's neck and prepping an injection for him, "Are you free to lend a hand? I will need to get both of our guests examined and get materials organized for the team's post-mission physicals. If that's possible for you~!"
She gave the senior woman a genuine smile with her sing-song request while she sat on her chair beside the prisoner.