Medical Lab

     The medical lab is a brightly-lit, very clean room. The floor, walls, and ceiling are all a bright white, and the fluorescent lighting adds to the bright look. There are human-sized tables in even rows along the east and west walls. To the back of the room is the storage closet that holds all of the sterile tools used to bring people back from whatever it is that ails them.

Room Contents:
Emily Briar
Gumby Medic <Protectorate>

Obvious exits:
 North <N> leads to Protectorate Base Nexus.

        William seems to be racking up on the injuries this week... and it's only Thursday. To the plethora of stitches, charred skin and knife wounds, William is now also sporting a fresh bruise on the left side of his face. Obviously not his week. For the moment, the drugs seem to have him resting peacefully. Well, as peacefully as can be expected when that psycho Rose is stalking the base.

                 Emily who had left the medical area then was hauled back some time during the night was laying in the bed across from William. She is awake but not happy in the least, in fact she seems to be glaring across the room in Williams general area, her face still sporting bruises and scratches was shifted into a look that looked like she had sucked on a lemon which was coated in hot sauce. A nurse approched and was trying to make sure that Emily was alright...the prize for her torubles lady and gentlman was.... a scowl and then a " go the hell away"

        It's good to see that the Protectorate leadership cares for it's underlings. William slowly starts to come out of his restful state. As his eyelids fight to remain down, the Militant's head starts to move ever so slightly. A groan comes out from his throat as the pain of his injuries once again flood back in.

                 Emily streatched her neck out to look to see William as the nurse kinda backed off of her some. " Wait ,is he okay I mean you guys did make sure that he was alright I do not want a dead EDC in my medical wing. It's bad enough you people are making me sit in here but that is way too much paper work."

        The completely confused doctor nods to Emily, "He's drugged again. Seems someone punched him when he wasn't being watched. We stopped the internal bleeding and at this point we're just waiting for his to fix himself while we fight off infection."

        William's eyes finally win the fight and show themselves. They travel the area which he can see without moving his head. Slowly, he raises his broken arm, "Uh... doctor. This shit hurts."

                 Emily nods and seems to ease up a bit " Make sure he's not on too much pain but is still alert.." Emily was getting antsy this showed that she was getting to feel a bit better. She picked up a data pad and appeared to be mucking around with something on it. Was that the sound of Spider Solitare?
<OOC> Rose Washburn facepalms.

        The doctor nods, turning to a cabinet with lots of little medicine jars in it. She pulls one out, sticks in a needle and moves to William. The Militant's face show a slight sign of panic as his eye stare transfixed on the needle. "What, this place doesn't have any Tylenol?" he says curtly. Could William be afraid of needles? Not William! "Um... General Briar? Any way I could talk you into letting me die?"

                 Emily looked up to William " What my beautiful personality and my dashing good looks are that horrible for you ?" she smirked a bit then looked down to her data pad, " No you're not going to fricken die. I worked my ass off to keep you alive now you're going to stay as such." she mumbled something under her breath.

        Thankfully for William, the needle is put into the IV line instead of his arm. Breathing a sigh of relief, he continues to look at Emily. "Em... what are you doing here? These people aren't where you belong. I appreciate the rescue, but you have to know that the EDC will come for me. They'll find me eventually, and that spells bad things for you if you're still here." His voice lowers to a soft pleading. "Em, let me go. Come back with me and we can do all those things we talked about. Traveling the galaxy, see the sights." He pauses for effect. "I'll leave the EDC for you, but only if you leave the Protectorate."

         Dante walks in on part on the conversation. "Do not tempt -my- General like that, Militant. She embodies the real goal of the Protectorate, and will not be easily swayed from it." He walks into the bright room, looking about at the others. "I will not have let my sacrifice be in vain, or, Emily's for that matter. What doesn't belong here, is you, William...."

                 Emily sits up " Can you walk?" she spoke towards William, while once again though with a bit more streangth than she had before begins removing wires, a Doctor looked to her she looked up " I am fine honestly I need to get back into the swing of things please don't make me have to sit my ass in here another second I was just tired yesterday that's all just tired."

        "Not on my own, no" responds William. He looks around, wondering where it could be. Then he just asks. "If I can have my armor back, it'll support me enough to do so. And you know where I keep my weapons, so you're more than welcome to take them for safe keeping." Aww yeah. This plan is totally going to wor... crap. Dante. "Ah, Mr. Rodders. Look Em, it's your lackey, Dante." William turns his head to face the lower ranked Protectorate officer. "Come a little closer, boy. I want to show you somethig."

         Dante shakes his head to the Militant, "Don't even think it, William. Im not in the mood for your crap right now, especially not after what I just heard." Dante keeps his hand close to his handgun, not taking any chances with the Militant. "Where do you get off, thinking you can try and convert our leader." He then looks to Emily. "Don't let him mess with your mind, Emily. You're needed here, to help make this an alien free world..."

                 Emily stood up well as up as she could stand, she walked over to Dante looping her finger into the cuff of his shirt, either pulling his head down to her or trying to pull her self up on tip toes to him, she leans close to his ear whispering " No worries. Is my Exo Suit up and running?" it was odd sounding something between a mad general and a stripper. She then released Dante and looked to William " No armor. However you will be leaving here today." and with that she grinned some what devilishly.

        William has only rarely been scared for his life. This is not one of those time, though it probably should be. Raising a brow, William can't resist the smart comment "But Em. We've already been on a date. Kinda what lead us to this situation if I recall. And you know that if I leave here without that armor, I'll be back for it, right? And if I have to rip Dante in half to get it, I will." The last line is said with such certainty that it sounds as if he's reading something outloud from an encyclopedia.

         Dante nodded down at Emily, whispering back to her. "It's fully repaired and ready for departure..." He then lifts back up, as William speaks like he does, "You should learn to watch your tongue, alien. Or so help me, I will rip it out the next time we meet..." Dante is definitely not in the mood to put up with William's crap tonight. "I swear, if you lay a hand on the General...I'll make it my personal mission to end your pitiful exsitence."

         It's about that time that Rose appears in the doorway, "Captain..." she begins to address Dante before the conversation sinks in, "Oh I wouldn't worry too much about that, actually Dante. William has no interest in -harming- Emily..." she smirks a bit at the hulking militant before glancing to Dante, "When you have a chance, I'd like to have a little chat about some of what we were discussing yesterday. Y'know, once you're not busy." she half salutes the two senior officers and turns to duck out once more. 

                 At the remarks from William she steps in a bit closer leaning down, she stops with her lips a hairs breath from his, her voice low, and silky but definately loud enough to where William can hear her loud and clear, her hand suddenly reaching out and firmly but lightly she presses on that wound that Rose gave him the day before." Do not think for one second, that what I did was more than just that helping someone who used to be my friend, now that you've throughly proven that you couldn't give two shits about me. The holiday is over..the past...is /dead/." she jerks up suddenly looking to Dante " I will be leaving the base I require a wheel chair and some equipment" she looked to Rose " and hello to you as well" she smirked some oh yeah Emily was doing better.

        William can't help but retort to Dante, "You have no idea about the world going on right in front of your eyes, do you boy? You don't see what's happening right in front of you, do you? You're as ignorant as you are arrogant." But then Emily is there. And she's close. He can smell her. William's heart begins to race as the monitors show above his head. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" screams the Militant as a finger is inserted into the recently sutured wound, ripping it open. He cringes with the pain, unable to say anything. Tears stream from his eyes as he lets slip several choice Tsalagi curses through gritted teeth. But he says nothing comprehensible... unless you speak ancient Cherokee.

         Dante nods to Emily, and grins as the Militant is sent to his knees. "Ill get that ready for you General." He says, moving to the corner and drawing out a wheelchair for Emily. "Oh, if you're not busy later, we can discuss what you need Rose..." He tries to catch the woman, before she bounds out of the room. "Just leave me a message, and ill get to you."

         Rose lingers for a moment to watch, "Bet she's not so upset I stabbed him now that she can do -that-." she comments idly to Dante, her lips twisted slightly as Dante responds and nods, "Sure." she wiggles her fingers in a wave towards the Captain before vanishing for real, her footsteps sounding as she heads apparently towards the CiC. 

                 Emily shifted and moved over pulling wires from William, she keeps the IV attached, looking to him for a second she seems to faulter however she brushes that off with a chuckle " Oh come on now you're a tough guy I didn't poke you THAT hard" she rolled her eyes " Come on sit up lets move it, you try any thing and I will shoot ya. Okay?" she smiles brightly, which is a creepy thing for her...very creepy indeed.

		Emily then looks to Dante " thank you I will be instructing you later on the location I will be at since I am sure you can guess I will not be able to do a 360 and come right back."

        When he's able to talk straight again, William glares. "Then let me poke you in a recently closed hole and we'll see how much you like it." He does as he's told, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed once they're unrestrained. He continues to go pretty much where ever he's directed as he's not able to move under his own power.

         Dante nods, and walks towards the hallway. "Ill will be on call Emily, so don't be afraid to contact me..."

                 Emily nods to Dante and assists William into the wheel chair. " I will be in contact be careful you two." then off she goes down the hall with William.

        Were this an amusement park, William would scream "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!", but as it's not, he rides in the chair like a child who just got grounded for a month.