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revivalproject2019-08-04 06:26 pm
frontierbashir) wrote in revivalproject2019-08-04 06:26 pm
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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.
[ooc: Hit me up on discord Leah#1323 if you want to play anything else! I'd love to thread with you!]
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.
[ooc: Hit me up on discord Leah#1323 if you want to play anything else! I'd love to thread with you!]
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He was dressed in ceremonial white mixed with a makeshift bow strapped across his back, an equally makeshift canteen hanging from one shoulder, and a wicked-looking though also makeshift spear. All of that is juxtaposed with blue skin and glowing red eyes.
Currently, he was looking through a cabinet to see what medical supplies there were.