Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141123021722/@comment-25316824-20141206030625

(That is a contradiciton.  You can't be army and a marine at the same time.)

Dr. Telchar arrives on the BwaV's third deck via elevator. He walks down the cramp hallways and is reminded of the conservative nature of human ships. He continues his way towards Nikolai's makeshift response center.

He walks into the room. He notices Nikolai across the room. Nikolai's visor was broken by T3CHNOCIDE. Afterwards he got the Spartan lV an MRI and other medical necessities before clearing him to interrogate Zeta. He didn't bother with an X-ray because everyone knew that spartan's bones were unbreakable.

Dr. Telchar holds the medical tests in his brief case. He had only done medical tests on spartans a few times before but it didn't take a genius to know what had to happen. He feels he needs to delay walking over to Nikolai. He never liked these kind of talks with soldiers.

Baron Forunato is barking orders into his communicator. Alysha is talking to marines and giving them directions to the BwaV. Nikolai is running on a treadmill, getting orders from Captain Lee and delegating the orders to the two dozen or so marines and kig-Yar that are operating phones and communicators. One marine is on the phone with one group of survivors from a bombing and a Kig-Yar is speaking in his native tongue to a police force to rendevous with the survivors.

Dr. Telchar "I am looking for Nikolai Pereshenko."

Busy Marine "Over there." He points to Nikolai.

Nikolai "Yes.  Yes sir.  I will prepare that sitrep on the dome structure survivors ASAP." He hangs up his call with the Captain.

Nikolai "Yes old friend.  I am over here." Dr. Telchar walks over.

"I haven't had a formal meeting with you since Beta Maximus.  Pulling shards of my visor out of my eye doesn't count." Nikolai gestures to his broken helmet.

Dr. Telchar "You are gonna want to sit down for this." The Doctor tuns of the treadmill. Nikolai "I have a sitrep to create."

Dr. Telchar "This is much more important." He pulls a two chairs over. A really heavy duty one for the spartan and a regular one for him. He sets his briefcase down and pulls out his first paper.