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WHO: Dr. Julian Bashir and you! Extra special request for medical types
WHERE: The hospital
WHAT: Exploring! An attempt at getting the hospital up and running
WHEN: First couple of days exploring.
WARNINGS: Shouldn't be any....

Julian naturally gravitates towards the white buildings--after all, which places would be most likely to contain medical supplies? It's quickly becoming obvious there isn't a plan to get off this planet anytime soon. Julian needs more to work with than his on-the-fritz tricorder. Of course, he's looking far more in-depth at the machinery than he otherwise would if he were still on the Station--looking like too competent of an engineer would like raise some questions he would rather not answer, but while he's all alone, he can at least take a look.

It's odd, how everything looks patchworked together. It reminds him a bit of Deep Space Nine: a horrid combination of Cardassian base tech with Federation modifications done with Bajoran equipment in order to get it up to Federation standards. Somehow, his best friend Chief O'Brien keeps things running.

You can find Bashir fishing around inside an as-yet-unidentified machine, or perhaps examining a canister, or attempting to translate the label of what may be an ampule of medication.

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"I have faith in you, Jadzia," because he certainly doesn't have faith in himself in regards to things like this.

"Regarding the power plant, do we even know how much of the infrastructure is still functional? Even if the power plant is up and running there's no guarantee that it will supply the places that we need it to--oof," Jadzia's elbowing while he talks catches him off guard.

"What would I do without you?" he says somewhat facetiously as he grabs one of the fruits and takes a large bite of it. He's become far more comfortable eating things that he knows haven't had an ill effect on other humans. Speaking of which...

"Have you been able to eat what's being grown?" Though humanoid, Trill can be sensitive to things humans aren't and vice versa and he needs to make sure that whatever non-humans are around have things to eat as well.

"Hard to say without giving the entire city a once-over, but I imagine if we get the plant functioning at a reasonable capacity again, we'll just have to work our way out from there and gradually replace anything that's too damaged," she says contemplatively. "That is provided we can find all the supplies we need, of course," she adds with a shrug and a grin. There's only so much any one of them can do when materials are limited, after all.

As for what he'd do without her, she shakes her head. "You'd be in trouble," she says, a teasing tone in her voice. "Especially when the power is up again and you aren't forced to stop working for the night when it gets too dark." She's joking, of course--Julian is extremely competent, and he knows better than to work himself to a stupor when other people are depending on him.

"I've been testing everything before I eat it, though I feel fairly confident that most everything should be safe. Trill can consume almost anything a healthy human can without adverse effect, but it's best to be cautious since our medical capabilities are so limited right now." That being said, she takes a bite of the fruit she brought for herself. "It seems that most everyone else who's been brought here is human, too."