[Day 10, Open]

[dendarii]

Who: MILES NAISMITH (dendarii)
When: Late on Day 10
Where: Near the Ruined Hull (and inside too)
What: Miles' canonmates are missing, so he's gone to search for them. Will involve ship exploration too.

[ The first day his fellow mercenaries had gone missing, Miles had been worried but not too alarmed. It's a big planet and they have a lot of ground to cover. Miles had just stuck to the outskirts of some of the ship-exploring groups instead, kept an eye out for his friends, and continued onwards.

The second day, Miles had been a bit more frantic. Splitting off to search when he could, carefully hoarding some extra supplies in case one of them came back exhausted or injured. They couldn't possibly stay away for long. Not both of them.

Today ... he's just short of panicked. There's been no sign whatsoever - and neither of his friends are exactly nondescript people. Surely their presence would be obvious. Surely ...

He approaches anyone in the area who will give him a moment, trying not to look as horribly panicked as he feels. ]

Have you seen an eight foot tall wolf woman or a hermaphrodite anywhere? [ His voice shakes, barely. ] I - they came in with me, but I can't find them ...

[ And his next step is to delve deep into the ship to search for them there. ]

Comments

[dendarii]

[ The doctor does look tired. Miles can't really blame him, all things considered. Miles himself is rather ashen even beyond what he would be given the situation. His seizure had not been pleasant... ]

Taura is ... extremely distinctive. Bel less so, but - well, they're both a bit unusual.

[boldlyemoting]

[Unusual would be right, though it's weirdly a sort of typical unusual. They are varieties of humanoids! This is the sort of strange McCoy prefers dealing in.

These aren't just any humanoids, though. These are the mercenaries Miles talks about, right? He rubs the back of his head, trying to remember if he's talked to a Bel.]

They wouldn't go haring off on their own, would they?

[dendarii]

Not without warning me. Not both of them.

[ And not with Miles in his current state. One maybe, but not both ... ]

[boldlyemoting]

[Well. That feels a little dire. McCoy's speech is slow, clearly trying not to cause a problem by saying the wrong thing.]

They're well-trained, aren't they? Hopefully more than a little common sense between the two.

[dendarii]

More common sense than me. Which is why I didn't think they'd both go off.

[boldlyemoting]

Hard to say. You might want to take this with a grain of salt, but it isn't unheard of for officers to need to take some initiative.

[Better than assuming they've been eaten by critters, or something. Isn't it?]

[dendarii]

[ It is, but ... Miles starts to pace. ]

I know. I know, dammit, but - I want them to come back.

[boldlyemoting]

[McCoy crosses his arms and settles back, watching him pace. Oh yes, he thinks this is the sort of commander he knows.]

I hear you there.

Well...I suppose we could try a search party. But we probably need to be able to keep moving, too. We won't be able to survive in one spot forever.

[dendarii]

[ MIles nods at that, still thinking furiously. ]

We must do something. Even if it is brief.

[boldlyemoting]

[Have a terribly long-suffering sigh. Bones could probably have more tact, but at least his heart is on his sleeve.]

You come up with a plan, I'll follow it. But I reserve the right to drag people back into shelter when they need it.

[dendarii]

I would expect you to do no less, Doctor.

[ He pauses a moment. He has another concern. One he is reluctant to discuss... ]

Do you have any experience treating seizures?

[boldlyemoting]

[Eyebrows go up. Seizures are unfortunate, but they're not an uncommon problem.]

I've patched up a silicon-based lifeform. I might know a thing or two about seizures.

Is there something you might want to share?

[dendarii]

[ Miles sighs slightly. ]

If I said it was for a friend, you wouldn't believe me.

[boldlyemoting]

I'm certainly not going to believe it now.

[Didn't even try it, Miles! Though it would be a tough sell after asking around about friends not being there.]

Is this something you remembered? Or...

[Something that's been happening to him.]

[dendarii]

[ Miles shakes his head slowly. ]

No, I've had one here.

[boldlyemoting]

That's sobering.

[He scratches his head, considering options, and gives Miles an apologetic look.]

How bad was it? Was there a particular condition that seemed to trigger it? Not to seem insensitive -- just need to fill in a few details on the matter.

[dendarii]

[ Miles shakes his head a bit. ]

Sorry, I don't have much. I think I must have overstressed myself. And I woke up a few minutes after.

[boldlyemoting]

[Pursing lips. Miles would tell him if he'd hurt himself in the seizure, right? Or there'd probably be signs of injury. So the concern is probably a little more how to address it going forward.]

Anyone ever teach you what to do during a seizure?

[dendarii]

[ He's uninjured, at least, so someone took care of him well. ]

No, I don't think so.

[boldlyemoting]

All right...

You're going to want to be on the ground, and on your side if at all possible. You wouldn't have much control, I know. And for the love of god, don't let someone cram something in your mouth. People don't want you biting yourself, but you could just choke on it.