[b]Luna[/b]
Medical bay

Luna was taken aback at Sigrun's rudeness. She supposed she should be use to that from doctors, but it still infuriated her. The doctor seemed to look down on her, something Luna was all too familiar with, but finding it annoying to say the least. And sigrun seemed to hate her, which Luna couldn't figure out. Giving a soft sigh, she started to clean the medical bay up, saving what she could, and beginning to organise it once more, knowing there was a chance they would be moving it in anycase. She moved about efficently. A little annoyed, she considered not actually doing what the doctor told her. She wasn't a maid, after all. But it gave her a chance to check over the supplies, and make sure everything was okay. She did however ignore the order to give the crew member something to knock him out. Instead, she merely kept an eye on him. She wasn't about to medicate someone without knowing why. 

She let her thoughts wander, wondering why the doctor seemed to think so little of her. Yes, Luna was happy. It wasn't merely simply surviving the storm. It was the fact that...she was here. Where she thought she had escaped people that would look down at her, for having been a street rat, for not having much money. Clearly, that wasn't the case. Constance seemed to think she was something she had found on the bottom of her shoe, and now the doctor seemed to find her inept. It was enough to frustrrate Luna. When would she have to stop proving herself, her worth? She didn't expect praise, but she would settle for a lack of disdain. She sent down what she was holding, letting out a slow breath. 

She didn't need others approval. She didn't. All she needed was her fathers pride, and she knew she had that. [i]I'll survive for him. I'll do everything I do, for him. And that's all that matters[/i] she thought to herself, as she continued to clean up the med bay. At least Ed, and Armas didn't seem to think less of her {i]no, but  both are wondeirng if I'm mad[/i] she smiled to herself, relishing that thought. Perhaps she was. Perhaps they all were, to be here. She chuckled to herself, as she picked up some bandages, beginning to sort them out again.  

What annoyed her even more was that Sigrun seemed to doubt she was a nurse. Well. Luna would just have to show them that they were wrong. She was the best damn Nurse she could be. She sent the bandages aside, and moved on. She checked the suipplies as she went through cleaning up, making sure they were okay. Finally, she turned to the blond haired warrier. There was something else going on here, but she wasn't too sure what. She studied them, before giving a shrug, unconcerned. She was sure if it were important, she would know. 

She looked around, having done all she could, the place still was a mess. Sighing softly, she began to pack things away, ready for when they would have to move. So far, being in the med bay wasn't what she had thought it would be. And soon, she  knew, people might be making their way here, injuried from the wave and the fire. She let out a breath, calming herself, knowing she would do what had to be done. She would treat what she could, stabilise everyone that came. Because that was what she could do.