yorkies | open post (dr. emily grey)

[ Well...she's right about the alien planet, at least. And if it lessens chance of infection, it's probably a good way to go, considering his whole head situation. He's a little iffy on any kind of injection, but she does genuinely seem like she wants to help people. Even if she's a little...out there. ]

...Yeah, I'm just fine without that, thanks. [ He hasn't needed candy as an incentive to get shots in a very long time, okay. Regardless, he does eye the door for a long moment, tempted to get up and leave. ]

Just give me the shot. I should probably take any chance to decrease risk of infection that I can.

[ It's just a little bit sad that the candy trick must work on so many people around here. Of all things, shouldn't soldiers be able to handle a little shot? Or, maybe he's just been through and seen a lot more gruesome things than a needle being pushed into the skin that he's desensitized. ]

( there's probably a reason why they need to be bribed with candy.

he's agreed to the shot, and that's everything she needs to proceed. ) Okay, good choice! ( evidently she'd been getting her syringe ready, because she's already prepared. she spins around to face him again, and that's about all the warning he gets before she's jabbing a needle at the side of his neck, aiming for whatever exposed skin that she can stick before he ends up sneaking that helmet back on after all.

just a little out there, huh. )

[ Yeah, it seemed like the good choice. Until she's whipping around and stabbing him with a goddamn needle. ]

--Ah, Jesus!

[ It's not even that it really hurts, so much as it is the suddenness of the whole thing. And, okay, maybe it hurts a little, but at least he manages to avoid flinching too much in the shock of the whole thing. ]

What the hell, did you even catch a vein?

[ He looks over at her out of the corner of his eye, not turning his head while there's still a needle in his neck. His eyes are narrowed, definitely irritated at this point. She'd taken a perfectly normal, routine thing and managed to make that experience horrible, too.

She'll be lucky if he doesn't skip the rest of his check-ups after this whole mess. ]

Oh, calm down. My aim is perfect! And I've barely even used this needle. ( ummMMM. maybe she's joking. doctors tend to have really weird senses of humor...

not that it matters much either way because it's kind of already stuck in him. welp!! it only takes her a couple seconds to inject him, then she's pulling away. thankfully, with the needle in hand. you never know, with her. )

And you're all done! You did very well. I don't expect you to have any further problems, but, you know, be careful!

( he's like, 85% in the clear.

it's okay if he doesn't show up to his follow-ups... because she loves hunting the runners down. give her a gun instead of a medical scanner and she might possibly morph in to one of the scariest people on the planet. )

[ ...He's going to silently hope that's really a joke. ]

Perfect aim only counts for something when you actually look where you're stabbing.

[ The words come out in a disgruntled grumble, but he does at least relax a little more once she's finished and pulls the needle back out. The patronizing words telling him "he'd done very well" are not appreciated, but he doesn't bother commenting on them.

The first sign that he's done here though, Wash is on his feet and shoving his head back into his helmet like it's a fucking safety blanket. ]

Right. I'll do what I can. [ Meaning yeah, he'll continue to avoid getting his head bashed in if he can. ] ...Thanks.

[ It's more of an obligation thank you than a genuine one because it's hard to want to thank someone for inducing anxiety and panic, however unintentional, and stabbing you with a needle, but it's something? Whether he's going to be a runner after this is still up in the air, but if he ends up catching sight of her chasing one of her patients down before his next follow-up... He'll probably be good and just show up.

Quick, but hopefully subtly so, he moves to the door, offers the doctor a nod, and gets the hell out of there. ]

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