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returnjourneylogs2022-02-26 08:41 pm
rank1) wrote in returnjourneylogs2022-02-26 08:41 pm
#5
Passengers: Claire and Travis
Location: The Infirmary
Date: Feb 22nd
Summary: Travis has some entirely unfounded concerns about brain damage that only a medical professional slash witch can confirm.
Warnings: No idea.
Travis has some... concerns.
The potential for brain damage had not occurred to him until Volk had mentioned it, and true to form, he does not want to give it much consideration now. But it bugs him. He hasn't spent thousands of hours sculpting his body into a near-perfect fighting machine just to lose his edge because some warden with a stun gun knocked him out. That'd be totally fucking bullshit, right? Better safe than sorry. He'd better check. While he's at it, he can test to see if Claire's true to her word and will actually be a fair and compassionate doctor. Two birds with one stone.
(And if she isn't, he'll just kill her. He bets she'd put up a good fight. The infirmary probably has a lot of cool machinery and tools she could use to make it interesting. He's never fought a doctor before.)
(He also hasn't been in the infirmary yet.)
Travis tries to open the infirmary door, but it doesn't budge. Ah, yes. He's a lowly inmate. So Travis cups his hands around the sides of his eyes, glasses and all, and presses his face against the frosted glass door to see if he can see in. He can't, but at least Claire will see his shadow there.
Location: The Infirmary
Date: Feb 22nd
Summary: Travis has some entirely unfounded concerns about brain damage that only a medical professional slash witch can confirm.
Warnings: No idea.
Travis has some... concerns.
The potential for brain damage had not occurred to him until Volk had mentioned it, and true to form, he does not want to give it much consideration now. But it bugs him. He hasn't spent thousands of hours sculpting his body into a near-perfect fighting machine just to lose his edge because some warden with a stun gun knocked him out. That'd be totally fucking bullshit, right? Better safe than sorry. He'd better check. While he's at it, he can test to see if Claire's true to her word and will actually be a fair and compassionate doctor. Two birds with one stone.
(And if she isn't, he'll just kill her. He bets she'd put up a good fight. The infirmary probably has a lot of cool machinery and tools she could use to make it interesting. He's never fought a doctor before.)
(He also hasn't been in the infirmary yet.)
Travis tries to open the infirmary door, but it doesn't budge. Ah, yes. He's a lowly inmate. So Travis cups his hands around the sides of his eyes, glasses and all, and presses his face against the frosted glass door to see if he can see in. He can't, but at least Claire will see his shadow there.