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Doctor, doctor

Posted on Sat Apr 7th, 2012 @ 7:16pm by Snot Rag Chops McGinty & Mister Elliot Travers & Mister Ivan Yorvlad

Mission: Chapter 4: Storm Brewing
Location: Sick Bay
Timeline: Day 1

Doctor Ivan Yorvlad sat with his back against the wall of the sick bay, opening and closing the forceps in his hand.

Unlike everyone else, his emotions were not being driven wild by the eerie fog that the ship had sailed into. Instead his usual bursts of evil glee had been somehow subdued, as if everything was being bottled inside. Only the click clack of the opening and closing forceps gave any clue as to his true feelings.

Since crash-landing on the ship, doctor Yorvlad had been confined to the sick bay, being considered a prisoner by the captain and much of the crew. He didn't seem to mind it very much. They kept him alive if he kept them alive, a good deal no? There hadn't been many injuries to take care of since they flew into the fog, so apart from briefly seeing Kanya for the painful checkups on her arm, he was feeling even more isolated than usual.

That was of course until doctor Elliot Travers came into the bay.

Elliot never did trust Doctor Ivan, not any further than he could throw him. Granted, Elliot was never a paranoid man but something about that doctor was just odd to him. Or perhaps the feeling was more dangerous. Whatever it was, the mist didn’t aid in his wariness of the older man. He kept careful stock of the medical supplies, every now and then rubbing his mechanical wrist. He had no need to but it was better than attempting to have a conversation with the other doctor. There was a slight rustle as he shifted things around in the cabinets and scribbled something on his clipboard.

It wasn’t too long ago that Elliot had run into this crew in their last port of call. To be honest, it was all a blur as to how he managed to join their crew. The last ship he was on wasn’t too pleasant nor was their parting of ways. He considered himself to be pretty lucky to find another crew willing to take him on even though he never explained his reasons for leaving his prior employers. Nor was he planning on it.

His plan was to learn from Doctor Ivan and the engineers on the Steamhawke to further his skills. He didn’t know how long he would be on this ship but he could tell his presence threatened Doctor Ivan. Or that’s as much as he could infer because the man wasn’t going to let up on anything about himself. Elliot found it difficult to work with him, not that he was very easy to work with either. He closed the cabinet, desperate to find something else to distract him before darker thoughts could seep in with the mist. He paced to and fro in the room, wishing for someone to come in injured or sick. Just to keep his mind off the menacing man clenching the forceps.

He just hoped the paranoia wasn’t completely all in his head. He cleared his throat, hoping for the best and expecting the worst. “Doctor Ivan, may I ask you something?” asked Elliot as he turned around. Ivan wasn't sat there any more! "You may" replied Doctor Ivan from right behind Doctor Elliot. "But call me doctor Yorvlad, or have we forgotten all of our manners here?" continued the slav as Elliot recovered his senses.

It was surely a trick of the fog that the man moved that quickly. Elliot wiped his brow and kept his eyes on Ivan, lest he vanish and reappear behind him again. "My question, right... Iv... Doctor Yorvlad... did you feel more comfortable when you were the only doctor on board?"

At that, Yorvlad laughed that peculiar laugh of his, like nails being dragged across a blackboard. But the laugh stopped as quickly as it started and the slav's expression was once again serious. "My dear friend doctor Travers, I think it is you and not me that feels threatened here, am I right?" Yorvlad raised his foreceps to within inches of Elliot's eyes and snapped them closed twice.

"I, uhhh. left something in my quarters..." murmered Elliot before dashing out of the room. One day he would get through a full shift in the sick bay, but it wouldn't be any time soon. Not while Yorvlad was around.

 

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Comments (1)

By Sailor Niles Oscar on Thu Apr 19th, 2012 @ 3:58am

Very, great post! The tension of the characters creates something very interesting! I can't wait to read when they interact again in the future. I like the humour, too!

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