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Hunt the Hunter
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Michael's admission to a stable state of health was met with a flat reaction. He was far from the first soldier she'd treated, and while they all tended to be babies, they also all liked to lie about the reality of their health. It was her job to guard it.

She may not quite buy Michael's devil may care attitude, but she wouldn't stop him doing something rash unless it were a serious danger to his recovery. Even then, she questioned whether or not she had the ability to make the call between one man and a city of civilians. Michael was strong though. Of mind and of body. He could potentially survive on will-power alone.

She crossed her arms as he described the plan. And her role in it. She was more doctor than anything else, but deep down there was a little bit of a soldier too. This was her family. More than just herself called the CCD home, and if there were creatures out there willing to prey on innocents, she wouldn't hesitate to help protect them. No more than if the creature were an invading army.

She was, however, unimpressed by the idea of donning a "less conspicuous" outfit. If she had to wear a veil, she was not going to be pleased. Nitrogen was less of a problem for her. But if he wanted a bomb, it might just be easier to get artillery from the armoury.

"Liquid? Or compounded nitrogen?"
She asked, and tacked on another question after a thoughtful pause. "And what do you suggest I wear?"
If he needed her in traditional garb, she might actually go along with it, but she had no idea where to go about getting that kind of attire.
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[No subject] - by Michael Vellas - 03-01-2014, 08:57 PM
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