Secondary Analysis | Video | Open

[salarian_savant]

Appears difficulties have currently subsided. Wished to remind any with lingering injuries of presence of clinic in Gozu district. Suggest prompt visit for varren bites. Carry number of diseases. Large number disfiguring and painful. Also attaching pamphlet for dehydration symptoms. Covers multiple races. Recommend increased intake of water.

[Sometimes, he's so helpful. He just doesn't want to waste time dealing with people who are still dehydrated a week later. Also attached to the video are his credentials as a scientist and physician.]

Reminder for new arrivals. Always welcome applicants to clinic. Number of positions available.

[Pause.]

Aware pyjak meat delicacy in some cultures. Have recently come into number of fully cooked specimens. Will part with them for small number of credits. Population appears to be decreasing in size.

[Where he's gotten the pyjak meat is clearly a mystery. He hasn't been setting them on fire himself or anything. Wherever have you gotten that thought?]

Otherwise, will be here. [He disconnects.]

Comments

action → forever (sorry for the long set-up...)

[sucking]

[The idea that Lydia needs to get out and get some air is an understatement. However, despite her immediate needs, she still realizes the reason behind those needs is that Stiles has concern for her safety and while she's not willing to even suggest that they are founded in anything by his own overactive imagination -- she is trying to keep her travel to the well-lit areas. Which is a joke, but it's the effort that counts.

When she sees the offer for work in a medical clinic she assumes that's about as safe as someone can get for trusting the person doing the hiring. It could also mean that they'd have quick access to taking her brain for research and science, but she's not going to think about that.

She's also not going to think about the appearance of the people around her as she moves through the city. She's been here a while and she's still not exactly sure how to do this. She doesn't stare, that's rude, but she's still curious so she steals these sidelong glances - which she realizes might seem even worse so she just goes forward.

This - this medical clinic - might give her what she needs. A job and the chance to learn. That is if they're okay with hiring a seventeen year old. She's not going to think negatively, though, and instead she just continues to the clinic.

When she gets there, she glances around looking for someone - maybe the person from that network post.]

Hello?

[Action] Lol no worries!

[salarian_savant]

[Mordin is actually standing in the reception area for the moment and speaking with one of his receptionists. He's outlining a long list of things that he still needs to find. It's slow going but it's going at any rate.

He glances her direction and then straightens, almost seven feet of salarian towering over her. Mordin frowns thoughtfully.]

Do not appear injured. Eyes clear. Complexion normal. Do not seem to be running temperature. Assume visit to clinic for reason other than medical purposes?

[sucking]

[Yes, that is tall. That is very tall and she tries not to feel extremely short, in fact she stands up straighter and lifts her chin a bit.]

I'm healthy. I was here because you mentioned employment.

[salarian_savant]

[It is tall but he tries to hunch a little and not to tower. It tends to make humans uneasy. Asari aren't usually worried because they could smear him on the walls with their biotics.

Mordin brightens up a little at that.]

Excellent. Shall conduct interview promptly. Please follow me.

[He gestures towards the back and he won't waste any time.]

[sucking]

[The hunching, surprisingly, does little to make her feel less short. She's just short and he's tall. Either way, she's a bit stunned at how quickly this is going to happen. She thought she'd get information, to see what the job entailed, what they were looking for.

Conducting an interview seems rushing it, but she's trying not to question it. Trying not to be really curious about what sort of alien he is. If it is a he...]

Okay. I'll... follow. [She does.]

[salarian_savant]

[Yes, well, Mordin is quick and to the point. He'll judge her abilities before he decides whether he has a position open. He tries to come up with jobs if they are feasible. Omega is a rough place and Mordin is here to help.

He steps into the room first and gestures her in. This is an office of sorts. The bed in the corner is for when he needs sleep which is almost never. He has an apartment but who goes there.]

Mordin Solus. Salarian scientist and medical professional. Pleasure to make acquaintance. [He offers a hand and scrutinizes her at the same time. He's a little weird. Don't mind him.]

[sucking]

[Lydia takes note of the office, the way he walks and just in general everything that she can. She's trying to act as though all of this isn't new to her, but most of it is.]

Lydia Martin. Earth... human and future Fields Medal winner. [It sounds good to her at least.]

It's nice to meet you, too. Are you... are you from here? From this planet?