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You Know What They Say

WHO: Tae Takemi
WHERE: Agrii Ship
WHAT: Health Care Work
WHEN: February
WARNINGS: N/A

A. Doctor My Eyes

Work may be consuming her life. Okay, no, it's not. But it's not like there are clubs or music venues to get to. Plus, of course, an important patient. So there Tae is, sitting in the Medical Bay. She finishes bandaging up a small burn on the side of one young Blue-Faction Agrii's hand and she nods as he goes.

Then her eyes turn back to the not-quite-glass window in to the area she had set up as the ICU. Where she watches her most important patient.

"You all just have to make things difficult," she sighs as she looks at it. "Wake up, Ny Ak. I think your people need you. And that kid too."

B. The Wonder of the Stars

At least there's a good way to unwind when she's not hovering over patients. When not eating, sleeping in a room provided for her near the Medical Bay, or hovering, Tae found herself winding up here time and time again. The Green Area. Sure, she can't go deep, the Blues wouldn't let even her do that, but she could get just close enough. She could get here. Could get to where she could sit on a bench and smile up at the stars.

They were the clearest she'd ever seen.

Hearing another person approach she spoke without looking toward them.

"They're beautiful from here. You can't see them in Tokyo of course. Too much light pollution. What a wonder."

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Donnie sinks into a chair, making a face.

"It wasn't great but... I'll answer what I can." Maybe he's been through enough traumatizing experiences here that getting threatened is pretty normal by comparison.

He folds his legs in as he settles into the seat that's more built for Agrii height.

Most of the seats were built for Agrii. It was annoying to Tae who was not, in and of herself, particularly tall. But she was going to do her best to deal with it. Which, in this case, meant curling her legs up beside her on the chair as she set down to review what was given to her.

Including audio files. It takes some time, but there is no question that she's aghast when she looks at him a while later.

"He tried to get the Agrii to shoot you?"

At some point the coffee is finished, so Donnie gets up to clean wash it out before capping it back in place. He walks over to monitor Ny Ak for a time, but eventually he's back in the chair, legs draped over an armrest as he leans against the other, fiddling with his phone.

Blinking when Tae breaks her silence, he looks back over at her, puffing out his cheeks. "Yeah. Think he was hoping someone else would follow up after the first one dropped it when it went off and scared them."

The look on her face is bitterly angry. There are lots of ways to go. She's never been a fan of guns being part of them. Maybe it has to do with how few of them Japan truly has. But she's seen the damage they can do.

"The Agrii might not have understood the potential damage, but that is most definitely conspiracy to commit murder right there. While looking back I can understand some concern and desire for self defense if he was innocent given how people acted toward him and his fellow, this was... The whole thing sounded quite manipulative. I have no psychology background, but this young man and his friend sound very dangerous."

Yes, she is resolved. She puts the datapad down and sighs. They need a plan. And someone who can help them execute it. Too bad she doesn't know about Wesker's background.

"These two are dangerous, that much is clear. And the timing of their arrival against the start of the attacks is definitely implying something. I don't buy an argument that one of us went violent after no display of it, not without those little parasite things happening, and there's too much rationality on display for that. From the biomentric data from some cameras it looks like the height seems appropriate for the attacker on Miss Buckley as well. And your red drink acquisition data is pretty good for indication too."

At last she turns her seat to look fully at the turtle.

"We're going to need more than just you and your brother to deal with this. You're right, these two seem likely. I don't know how a confession will be gleaned, but we'll figure that out."

Wasn't there some fruit or something around that compelled honesty?

"I need to return to the surface. There's a fruit I need. But we're going to need more strength if these boys are violent and have guns. I don't deal with the combat capable people unless they are injured. Any advice?"

Donnie looks flatly at Tae, but perhaps he's a little annoyed that it's taken this long for anyone to actually admit that Stu and Billy sound dangerous.

"That's what Leo and I have been trying to tell people! But no one else seemed bothered to look into it except Shaw, and while I appreciate her willingness to confront Stu like she did that time, I'm not sure I would've gone with the method she did. But she's gone now so...whatever."

No, he's not sore on that point at all. Shaw was another person he'd actually liked, and it seemed like too many of those vanished. He sinks down in his seat a little more. Screw posture.

"I doubt they'll confess anything under any circumstances short of actually feeling at the end of their rope and even then I'm not entirely convinced that they would. I'm tired of dealing with them, and I don't want Leo to get caught up in their crap either. If you want someone to beat up two thugs, we can handle that easy, but otherwise, it never seems like anything ever happens when we try to show all the evidence people keep pushing for."

He can't help but sound progressively bitter about the whole thing. It's been frustrating and no one approved of anything, and even in the wake of people getting hurt, nothing seemed to be done. His brother had been downright frightening when Donnie had mentioned the gun incident, and he'd been relieved he was able to talk Leo down.

"...genuine advice? Don't go by yourself. Keep those devices Wesker gave you on hand." How's he know about those? But then just the mention might be enough to puzzle those details out if Wesker hadn't said where he'd gotten them. The purple tones and the stylized D symbol alone are enough.

"Maybe get Wesker to work with you in general. He'll take care of things." The guy is scary, but Donnie likes him because the man appreciated his work.

"And here is where knowing me is useful. I've been researching native flora to make use of for medication. I am, after all, not just a physician. I compound my own medication. And while there is no true thing as a truth serum, there is a fruit here that, when consumed, can lead to reduced impulse control, and makes one more likely to answer questions posed to them."

So yes, she's talking about making use of it to secure a confession. Was it entirely legal? No. But they also didn't have the forensic experts here that could prove it enough to other people without that.

"Nor do I intend to do it myself or alone. Wesker's gifts, which I expect are partially yours as well, have served me well in the past. And I have a new taser. Mostly, though, it's not too hard to figure out how to get people to drink. But I will try and talk to Wesker too. He is quite capable."

"Huh! Fascinating. I study plans on my own time but I haven't been able to do too much except figure out proper cultivation preferences for most of the specimens I've been collecting."

Although now that he's aware there's such a plant, he might have to look into it further... Ideally it sounds like it could be useful, especially considering what implications Tae means to make use of it for. Donnie's far from caring about how legal anything is at this point, if ever.

He nods, glad Tae's going to be smart about this, but the doctor's always seemed pretty sensible to him. He can't help but smile a little about the 'gifts', glad they've been useful. "Good."

"They actually saved me from the zombies a few times," she notes with a smile. But then she puts her hand on her desk and taps her fingers on it as she thinks. How else can she be useful.

"I'm going to see if there's a way to make my sedatives more useful. Something to help protect me or others. But I'm not really a devices person."

She'll ask Tony if she can.

"Not how I envisioned them being used but still glad they came in handy. If you have any ideas on improvements, let me know," Donnie says.

He tilts his head as he thinks. "Aerosol-form would be a little risky for lack of precision... self-injecting would probably still be the best way to go. I guess something like my tranquilizer gun wouldn't really be very subtle."

"Tranquilizer guns can prove inconsistent, and depending on where and how a dosage is administered, can do quite a bit of damage."

Which is why she wasn't suggesting that route. And hers worked well inhaled or ingested over direct bloodstream application. But she had given him the other one.

"I'll keep planning. Who else, other than your brother, might I be able to talk to about all of this?

"I guess that's true. Given I made mine for taking down mutants I don't know how it would have worked on pure humans anyway." But it worked on Raph and Mikey just fine, so he knows that much.

Donnie considers. "That guy that looks like he's stuck on a glam rock phase might be one, he's been trying to look into things too, I think. If you're meaning about looking into this whole murder mess."

Glam rock faze? She has to close her eyes and consider.

"Sephiroth? Silvery hair and wings?"

But damn, that's a small comfort. He's friendly enough.

"I'll see about talking to him. Does he know all of this?"

"Yeah, him," Donnie nods. Personally he thinks Sephiroth's a little weird and doesn't quite know when to leave off, but the turtle supposes his intentions weren't bad, even if mildly stalkerish.

"Well...I did mention to him about the attempted shooting but that's all I've told him personally."

"Is there an argument for not speaking to him of more than this?"

YEs, she is choosing to trust the tired turtle in regards to the tired silver-haired man.

"...not really, no. I'm surprised he hadn't asked me more about it then, but whatever," Donnie shrugs. Generally he doesn't think Sephiroth's bad. He did help him out on more than one occasion.

"Allow me to handle that part then," Tae offered with a smile. "He has listened to me before. This may not continue to be true-"

AS most men seem stubborn about their health here,

"-but perhaps I've established enough of a connection to get some traction."

"Oh, have at it. I'm kind of tired of trying to convince people about things." Why was it so much easier dealing with bad guys back home? Compared to the two here, they didn't seem nearly as annoying somehow. Even the Sando Brothers, and that's saying something!

"Sometimes people don't want to see what is right in front of their faces."

She sure took a while to put together just what was up with her little guinea pig back home.

"I guess? Anyway, did you need anything else?" Donnie asks, shifting forward in his seat.

"I should go make my rounds. I can leave the coffee if you want."

"Keep the coffee," she says with a sigh as she runs her fingers through the evidence again. Yes, this is horrid, all of it.

"You're not going to sleep any sooner than I am, so please, use it."

The turtle smiles guiltily as he gets to his feet.

"I'll still be around on the ship if anything comes up," he says, fixing the strap of his bag as he starts towards the door.

She nods and then shoots him one last look.

"If you don't get a full night of sleep soon, I am going to tell both Leo and Te Mi. I will send you all off to a sleepover, don't doubt I will."

She already dismissed Sephiroth and Gladio off to naps before. She'll do it again.

He turns at the other side of the door, mouth agape at the implication that someone has said anything about their sleepovers to an outsider!!

And then the door slides shut.

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