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.She had a white jacket on, a doctor he thought.Nurses wore those goofy Victorian dresses and aprons, he thought.She had Richards embroidered in purple or black thread on her left lapel.He snorted and then sneezed at the smell.“Sorry doc,” his hand slipped to cover his nose.It was beginning to run.“It's just the smell.”“Antiseptics?” she asked.He nodded and growled softly, ear flicking.He was rapidly regaining his equilibrium, but he still felt like a chew toy.His fingers felt the scabs on his nose and muzzle.Probably looked like one too, he thought, hand dropping with a sigh.He looked over to see an IV drip attached to the hand.He snorted.“Yes, I know, sorry, we had to shave the area to put the IV in and tape it down,” Helen replied, checking his vitals.“It's okay, it'll grow back,” he mumbled.“Possibly.Can you tell me your age, I can't tell from this side,” she said.She poked at his titanium canine.He snorted.“From the look of you I'd say you are an off worlder.Judging by the 501st ranger tattoo I'd say you are a sleeper.”“Quite observant doc,” Nohar sighed, rubbing his brow.“Headache?” she asked with a thread of concern laced into her professional voice.“No, not yet, thankfully, but I'll get one soon if someone doesn't open a window,” he growled.She snorted and took the hint.After a moment he heard her crack a window.He opened an eye to see the breeze flutter some lacy white curtains.“Thanks,” he said.“You're welcome,” she said.“So, I was in town for a conference and they called me in since I'm the closest to an expert on Neo surgery there is around here,” she said.“I'd hope so Director,” he said, finally putting the name and role together.“Oh, so you've heard of me?” she asked, smiling a tight lipped smile.She checked something off on a clipboard.“Cognitive functions, check.”“Cute doc,” he growled.He waved a hand.“Motor skills check,” he moved his left foot and wiggled his toes.She snorted.“Don't claw the sheets,” she urged.“Not to worry.Unlike Terran big cats we Neo's have retractable claws,” he said.“Ah,” she said nodding.“I hadn't known that.Just the same.”“I'll be careful,” he said.She snorted.She looked at the clipboard, noting his vitals.After a long awkward moment he sighed.“Doc, what's the breakage?” he asked.He was fairly certain the human PI Magnum was dead.No one could survive that.“Um, some damage to your arm, epidermis, you've lost some fur.the leg.” she indicated each with her pen.He growled, getting her to stop.“No Doctor.Fall out.How.did Magnum.”She shook her head sadly.He chuffed a sigh.“And the crap from the people?” he asked bitterly.“Well, Magnum is being credited as a hero.”“He should be.He earned it.Stupid, but he earned it,” Nohar sighed.“I take it things didn't happen the way I heard?”“Depends on what you heard.I'm guessing I'm not under arrest,” he said making a show of indicating no restraints on his wrists.“Yes, there are some detectives waiting to ask a lot of questions,” Helen said with a frown.“I'm not allowing visitors for some time,” she said.“Thank you doctor,” he sighed in relief.“I'll set the record straight, not that they'll believe me,” he growled.“They never do, even with my video recording,” he said, pointing to his right eye.She looked at it, peered into it and murmured softly about connecting tissue to implants.He snorted softly, getting quite a look down her front.He wasn't into humans though so turned his head away.He felt her gentle fingers trace the side of the eye implant and then down, feeling the wiring embedded under his skin.“That's the power cord doc,” he murmured.“It is? Oh.” After a moment, her fingers traced his right arm and then stopped.She pulled a stool up and sat.“Why don't you tell me about what happened?” she asked.He glanced at her and then shrugged.He laid it out, the entire thing.When he was finished she tapped her chin with the end of the pen.“I see that article has to be rewritten,” she murmured.“I'll call Jerry.He'll set the record straight,” she said softly.“Don't bother doc, it'll still get mangled.Besides, we took care of it,” Nohar said looking away.Helen patted him on his artificial arm.He turned to her.“and sadly they won't acknowledge that we humans also do these terrible things [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.She had a white jacket on, a doctor he thought.Nurses wore those goofy Victorian dresses and aprons, he thought.She had Richards embroidered in purple or black thread on her left lapel.He snorted and then sneezed at the smell.“Sorry doc,” his hand slipped to cover his nose.It was beginning to run.“It's just the smell.”“Antiseptics?” she asked.He nodded and growled softly, ear flicking.He was rapidly regaining his equilibrium, but he still felt like a chew toy.His fingers felt the scabs on his nose and muzzle.Probably looked like one too, he thought, hand dropping with a sigh.He looked over to see an IV drip attached to the hand.He snorted.“Yes, I know, sorry, we had to shave the area to put the IV in and tape it down,” Helen replied, checking his vitals.“It's okay, it'll grow back,” he mumbled.“Possibly.Can you tell me your age, I can't tell from this side,” she said.She poked at his titanium canine.He snorted.“From the look of you I'd say you are an off worlder.Judging by the 501st ranger tattoo I'd say you are a sleeper.”“Quite observant doc,” Nohar sighed, rubbing his brow.“Headache?” she asked with a thread of concern laced into her professional voice.“No, not yet, thankfully, but I'll get one soon if someone doesn't open a window,” he growled.She snorted and took the hint.After a moment he heard her crack a window.He opened an eye to see the breeze flutter some lacy white curtains.“Thanks,” he said.“You're welcome,” she said.“So, I was in town for a conference and they called me in since I'm the closest to an expert on Neo surgery there is around here,” she said.“I'd hope so Director,” he said, finally putting the name and role together.“Oh, so you've heard of me?” she asked, smiling a tight lipped smile.She checked something off on a clipboard.“Cognitive functions, check.”“Cute doc,” he growled.He waved a hand.“Motor skills check,” he moved his left foot and wiggled his toes.She snorted.“Don't claw the sheets,” she urged.“Not to worry.Unlike Terran big cats we Neo's have retractable claws,” he said.“Ah,” she said nodding.“I hadn't known that.Just the same.”“I'll be careful,” he said.She snorted.She looked at the clipboard, noting his vitals.After a long awkward moment he sighed.“Doc, what's the breakage?” he asked.He was fairly certain the human PI Magnum was dead.No one could survive that.“Um, some damage to your arm, epidermis, you've lost some fur.the leg.” she indicated each with her pen.He growled, getting her to stop.“No Doctor.Fall out.How.did Magnum.”She shook her head sadly.He chuffed a sigh.“And the crap from the people?” he asked bitterly.“Well, Magnum is being credited as a hero.”“He should be.He earned it.Stupid, but he earned it,” Nohar sighed.“I take it things didn't happen the way I heard?”“Depends on what you heard.I'm guessing I'm not under arrest,” he said making a show of indicating no restraints on his wrists.“Yes, there are some detectives waiting to ask a lot of questions,” Helen said with a frown.“I'm not allowing visitors for some time,” she said.“Thank you doctor,” he sighed in relief.“I'll set the record straight, not that they'll believe me,” he growled.“They never do, even with my video recording,” he said, pointing to his right eye.She looked at it, peered into it and murmured softly about connecting tissue to implants.He snorted softly, getting quite a look down her front.He wasn't into humans though so turned his head away.He felt her gentle fingers trace the side of the eye implant and then down, feeling the wiring embedded under his skin.“That's the power cord doc,” he murmured.“It is? Oh.” After a moment, her fingers traced his right arm and then stopped.She pulled a stool up and sat.“Why don't you tell me about what happened?” she asked.He glanced at her and then shrugged.He laid it out, the entire thing.When he was finished she tapped her chin with the end of the pen.“I see that article has to be rewritten,” she murmured.“I'll call Jerry.He'll set the record straight,” she said softly.“Don't bother doc, it'll still get mangled.Besides, we took care of it,” Nohar said looking away.Helen patted him on his artificial arm.He turned to her.“and sadly they won't acknowledge that we humans also do these terrible things [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]