#5

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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.

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[rank1]

"I'm not a fan either," he replies. Violence is fine, but: "It's kind of cheap, you know? Anyone can aim and fire. Maybe not well, but it doesn't take skill the same way a sword does. Or surgery."

[nineteenfortyfive]

"I don't know if that was supposed to be you trying to flatter me or not," she says, eyes narrowed. "Killing people isn't a skill to boast about, whether it be a gun or sword."

ok ms married-a-highlander!!!

[rank1]

"Who said anything about killing?" he replies, with an impulsive roll of his eyes, but his posture is easy, even relaxed. "You guys think about killing more than I do. Listen. The way of the sword is an art. You don't think of what you do as art?"

we just appreciate a cute show of leg... maybe knee 🥰

[nineteenfortyfive]

"I cut to heal. You cut to harm," she points out without hesitation. "And you're an assassin. Of course I'm going to think about the fact that you killed for a living when you're in front of me."

jaime all sweaty storming the battlefield w/ his shirt open but with a lollipop instead of a sword

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"I'm retired," he says.

So fuck you, he thinks, but it strikes him as bullshit to claim he has layers or some unappreciated other side. How many years has he been retired, anyway? Five? There are kids in kindergarten in Santa Destroy who have known a world where he wasn't working. Killing still consumes him. Tumbles out of his mouth like nothing.

He can't even be mad about that.

"You've got the moral high ground," he says. He's not sure if it's much of an assurance, so he adds, flippant: "Unclench for a minute."

magical outlander anime (not inuyasha)

[nineteenfortyfive]

Retired, but still here. Claire doesn't feel the need to say it because she doesn't want to have to crawl into the Auto Doc, but it's clear on her face.

"Unclench, and...?" Go on, Travis. She's listening.

no it's def scottish inuyasha

[rank1]

And what?

"... Relax?" he tries. "Do you do anything for fun? Watch movies, play video games?"

one day travis will know the truth and love claire because she is kagome irl

[nineteenfortyfive]

Mario wasn't even a thing in her time.

"Of course I do things for fun. I watch movies. I garden."

All very exciting things, you see. Not that she's really been much about hobbies since she came to space.

He makes a joke about her getting new shoes and Claire doesn’t get it at all

[rank1]

“Yeah? What’s your favourite movie?”

heartbreak </3

[nineteenfortyfive]

"It changes depending on my mood. I was very into My Fair Lady. And before that, Sabrina. I think I just really like Audrey Hepburn." Go figure. If that even means anything to him, different worlds and all. "I don't think we're going to bond over that."

[rank1]

“I’ve never seen anything with her in it, but she’s a classic,” he replies. Bonding never felt like the point, so he glosses right over that. “Ten years ago, I used to have this game you would have liked. It was a surgery game. The assistant character is this cute girl with big eyes — Audrey could’ve played her in a movie adaptation or something.”

[nineteenfortyfive]

"Like Operation?" But why is he talking about characters, as if it were a book? Was there a whole backstory to that poor fool getting all his plastic bits removed?

[rank1]

“No, Trauma Center: Under the Knife. You’re thinking of a board game, this is a real game. You play as a surgeon eradicating the Gangliated Utrophin Immuno Latency Toxin from victims’ bodies.”

[nineteenfortyfive]

"Real game?" She's getting lost, here. "How do you play as a surgeon?" How do you do that if it's not Operation? Is he fucking with her?

[rank1]

“Like a video game,” he clarifies. “Your character is a surgeon. Like a simulator.”