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[holo] if you tell me where you're going i'll tell you where you're bound

Simon is dragged into Taxon mid-eyebrow raise. "Yes, of course, captain." There's no mistaking the sarcasm in his tone. "And would you like me to--"

He breaks off, looking around. It only takes a moment for his expression to shift from barely contained irritation and impatience to worry. "River?"

That worry is slowly ratcheting up into panic. "Mei mei, answer me."

When no answer is forthcoming, Simon sags just a little, his face going grey. They can't have captured them. There had to have been a warning of some kind; it's not as if the Alliance can simply... take them, without anyone realizing. He has to push away the thoughts of what they did to River, the havoc they wreaked on her mind; if anyone could do it, it would be the Alliance. But he can't have failed her again.

"Tiānsà de èmó," he mutters, panic hardening into anger and resolve. If the gŏushĭ bùrú Alliance is behind this, he'll find a way to get her out, again. He'll do anything to keep River safe.

Glancing around, he sees the tablet, and slips it in his pocket before heading down the steps and towards the door.

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[Well it's not like she actually goes out and solicit opinions and okay, she should.]

You know what? I'm not really the greatest person in the world to ask these type of questions. I mean, being a relatively newcomer, I have questions too, you know!

[At some point, they should converse when Simon isn't convinced she's completely insane.]

Of course. I don't mean to press you.

[Yes, so she can show him she's not as insane as he think she is. Or even at all.]

Yeah, okay, whatever. Good luck in getting out, and I guess I'll just see you around?

[He will be suitably embarrassed and make an awkward apology?]

Thank you, Miss...?

[Heck yeah. An apology of the rich kind will do.]

Chase. Mr...?

[He's sometimes incredibly socially inept but also sincere. Will that do?]

It's Dr, actually. [Yes, he is the guy who insists on his title if people are going to be calling him by his last name.] Dr. Tam.

[Pft. Sincere isn't sincere without material things!]

Doctor... of what, exactly?

[Just don't ask for his opinion on plates. That only ends in tears.]

I'm a trauma surgeon. [It seems reasonable enough that he won't have to conceal his identity here. Either the Alliance already has them or... well, whatever the other option is, Simon isn't allowing himself to seriously consider the insane possibilities yet.]

You... cut through trauma?

[Okay, that one startled a laugh out of him.]

No, I-- we-- [He sighs, because how best to explain this?] We're assigned to the most severe patients.

You cut through severe patients with trauma?

[Holy cow that does not make a lick of sense.]

[Cordy is not helping her 'not a crazy person' case here.]

No, of course not. [He sighs again, because hi, Simon can be impatient.] My specialty is with patients in critical condition, rather than... less life-threatening issues.

[Have a raised to the nth power brow... which is wasted, because he can't see her, hmph.]

Ooookay then. Well, if ever I have an intensely critical condition, I'll know whom to go to.

Edited 2009-07-24 22:26 (UTC)

[It's always nice to see someone who can be snippy right back. It's good for the man.]

I'll continue hoping it won't come to that.

[That's her! Ms. Snipetty Snip.]

Well, at least that's a way for you to demonstrate your surgical skills or whatever! Granted I won't see it, since hello gravely injured, but my point still stands.

[Twins of the well-constructed icy put down.]

Or I could simply demonstrate on an inanimate object. As much as people near death are my profession, I'd hate to wish it on people for the sole purpose of showing off.

...And my area of focus has shifted dramatically of late, anyway. I spend more time patching up knife wounds and busted knuckles than reattaching limbs.

Ooooh. So, no critical condition for you, doctor?

Not in general, no.

[Have a very meaningful insightful-]

Huh.

It's a good thing these days, as my pool of patients has become much smaller.

Um. Of course it's a good thing. Less people near death is always a good thing everywhere.

Well I-- of course, obviously, but without them I wouldn't be employed.

[Forgive him, he's a doctor and his foot has a time share in his mouth.]

[Ahahaha. Hello opening.]

Totally. I mean, money is definitely important, too. In your case, dare I say even more so?

[Oh, dear. GOOD JOB, SIMON.]

Yes, especially after-- well. I won't pretend I didn't grow up in a much more comfortable environment than the one I have now.

[Well, they're the same, really - okay, not, because she grew up filthy rich and now she was poor.]

So, you've worked for everything you have?

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