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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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"What would be the point?" she laughs as they pass through the area. "I live in Tokyo. What I can't reach by walking I can reach by subway."

Keith considered that for a moment, pausing just long enough to shrug.

"I guess," he said. "I mean, it makes sense, yeah. But, what do you do if you leave Tokyo and don't have all that stuff nearby?"

"There are trains," she points out. Why wouldn't there be? It's so silly to even suggest that there wouldn't be trains.

She's a big city girl, remember?

"Which only run on train lines," he reminded her. "Have you ever been to a rural area before? And, like... I'm not talking about camping. I'm talking like... going out into the countryside with like farms and small villages... not even big enough to be called towns in some cases." He smirked a bit. "Trains usually don't go to those."

He kind of wished he had some pictures of where he grew up to show her.

"Why would I go to rural areas?" she asks.

Really, Keith, you're expecting too much of her.

"And there are plenty of train stations that go to small towns. Japan is very well connected compared to the monstrosity that is America."

He considered that.

"I guess..." he said quietly. "Japan is a pretty tiny landmass of a country." Hey, if she could call his country a monstrosity, he could call hers tiny.

"Indeed," she says, smiling because she doesn't see that as an insult at all.

"Hmph." Whatever.

He liked his big open spaces. They were quiet and relaxing.

"Yeah..." Fine. She won this one. He'll just pout about it later.

Tae smiles and continues to follow him toward the cafeteria. Cherishing her little wins was of course something she enjoyed.

As they reached the food counter, Keith sighed, taking the moment to drop a tray on the shelf before the buffet. Still on crutches, he could fill his tray on his own, but carrying it was going to be a bit of a struggle. He shifted one crutch to the other arm so both were on one side. Then, he used his now free hand to attempt to carry the tray. He'd done this before, able to put some weight on his leg, but he still needed the crutch for balance and support.

But, since he'd done it on his own recently, he wasn't really thinking of asking for help.

"If you want help, I can offer it. If not, well..."

She shrugs. No reason to press on his infirmity if he didn't want it. Some people need to feel independent.

"Uh..." He paused. Yes, he was legitimately confused. On one hand, he could do it. On the other, the help would be nice. Getting himself over to a table like this was frustrating... possible, yes... but frustrating. There was a hesitation in his response.

"I um... yeah." Honestly, despite wanting to be independent, despite the fact that the people he normally would rely on for this sort of thing were all gone now, he'd matured enough to stop being an idiot about that sort of thing... mostly. He gave her a sheepish look, letting her take the tray so he had better balance and wouldn't drop everything.

Because that hadn't totally happened the first couple of times he tried...

"I don't do this for just anyone," she warns him. "Only people who I'm going to have to bandage up if they fall by over exerting themselves."

Maybe it will be easier for him if he sees it not as someone being helpful, but someone trying to avoid work later on. She finds that works better. So she fills her own tray, takes his in an off hand, and nods to him to pick wherever he wants to sit.

Honestly, that just made it more humorous for him, so it helped either way. He managed a weak smile at the idea.

"Well, I'd prefer not to lose my meal before I've had the chance to eat it," he said. "So... yeah." He sighed, shifting that one crutch back under his other arm. "Thanks." He made his way out. Not picky about seating right now, he went for convenience... as in the closest open table.

"You're welcome," she says. Once he's picked a seat she puts his tray down in front of him. Then she nods.

"I am going to go eat in the medbay. Just in case I get more patients. Have a good day."

Keith nodded. "Yeah, sure. Don't work too hard, okay? I'll see you later."

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