revivalproject | [Open] Yet Another Clinic Set-Up

WHO: Tae Takemi, Open
WHERE: Glitter Food Clinic
WHAT: Tae is not amused by another set up project
WHEN: Shortly after boarding ships
WARNINGS: Possible cursing

Cue clinic number four. Tae sat down in one of the spinning chairs in the medical facility and contemplated the space around her. Because how could she not? And while she does the woman glares at the space around her. Missing vital technology. Missing tools for diagnosis and compounding. Missing surgical gear and even most of the basic first aid supplies.

"A year of work to get what we could up and running, and now you do this to me," she says, voice sharp as she regards the air. "Bad enough that you kidnap me for your plans and dump me on a planet with insufficient medical structure, but you've had me cart my supplies all over and now this."

Tae spins in the chair, arms wide, taking in the space around her. A space that wasn't even as set up as her emergency clinics through their various crises. This absolutely lacking space.

"And you didn't even let me bring my tools or gear. That's a serious lack of foresight. Do you not truly have medical professionals at this point? Do you not understand the barrier you've created?"

Clearly someone was far from pleased with the whole situation she's found herself in.

"If I'd wanted to be a space explorer I'd have gone to school for that!"

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"Exactly," Tae agrees with a nod. That's really just what makes sense, right? "Too many trauma feed backs."

A cart with wheels. What a thing to long for.

"That will help, provided the roads are good enough to navigate. Things have gotten bad since I arrived last year."

"Trauma loop. Better to not put a therapist through that." Did androids even have therapists? Something to look into if he was ever sent home he thinks.

"Yeah, our roads are shit. You'd have to get something like a tank would use or maybe find a way to invent a hovercart. I think the tank tracks would be better with the state of the roads. Unless somehow the Agrii magically fund us with the supplies and tools we need to fix them."

Although now his mind is working over if there was a possibility of doing hover technology or tank treads

"Has anyone asked them?"

Because it seems like a logical thing to ask for. A way to repair the damage that has been done. Surely they should be doing that, if only for their own safety. She's going to have to deal with a log of hole related injuries.

"I haven't asked them shit," York shrugs. While he's gotten used to the humans in this world and let his defense down some what, the android doesn't feel comfortable to start talking to the aliens. Mostly because he has no idea what they would do with him and his system.

"I can see if there's anyone that has access to making something like tank treads at some point. It can't be that hard to make, because they're smaller than what one would need for an actual tank. How big would you need a cart like that? A few basket-style containers, fashioned in a three-tiered system like a bookcase?" It's clear his programming is latching onto something like this. A small project that would help someone else, if only he could get the supplies for it.

Tank treads?That seems to be an interesting way to consider it she supposes.

"Perhaps that would serve. I could put heavier equipment on the middle to center the weight but still make it simple enough to take out. Compounding gear and materials in the bottom. Most commonly used things in the top."

She's definitely considering this.

"Maybe a few hooks on the side to hang things. And some way to lock the wheels or treads."

York leans, thinking more and building it in his mind. Then wonders where he can get his hands on paper and pencil to work out blueprints.

"A larger cart then. Sturdy tank-style treads to help cover the terrain of the city from point A to point B. Definitely have to make sure the gears move smoothly to help ease the pushing of all that weight." Depending on how heavy the equipment was that Tae was trying to move after all.

It's starting to come together in his mind at least. "Hooks definitely on its side and possibly some of the baskets/containers." He looks at Tae. "I can try to draw up blueprints, but I'm not going to guarantee anything. I'll try at least."

"That sounds wonderful," she confirms with a nod. "I would welcome that sort of help. Especially if it helps setting these places up."

"I'll have to get my hands on some paper and pencil, and I can see if I can draw something out. Containers and hooks. I'll try to keep you in the loop for how it looks and stuff as I go. Design process and all that shit."

But York definitely has thoughts. He'll have to try and draw something up and then go out on the network to see if someone could help him actually create it. "Do you need any help now? If not, I'll get out of your hair."

"No, for now I am happy to allow you to go about your design process. You'll be better at it than I will. I am only designed for testing chemicals and the medications they create."

But she appreciated those with a more mechanical engineering mind.

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