[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/9042518d7c24481a867f4ff3124a900c/tumblr_inline_nm9ggmcXMP1rrrkde.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Med Bay ---> Vengeance Landing Site[/center][hr][hr]Dorothy nodded grimly at Daphne. The prospect of a shootout, on top of the injuries Gideon had already sustained, didn't seem to give them good odds. It was a big leap of faith to assume that the Alliance would allow them to use the Retribution's medical bay, and an even bigger one to assume that she wouldn't be arrested and tried in a military tribunal for desertion and aiding the browncoat cause. But with Gideon's drunkenly state, she decided to put her patient before herself. 

[color=4dffa6]"Nice and easy now,"[/color] Dorothy instructed, assisting Lionel in getting Gideon out of the medical bay and to the landing site. The mechanic hadn't lost consciousness yet, and for that, Dorothy was grateful. [color=4dffa6]"Gideon, need you to keep talking."[/color] The slight drawl of Boros almost bled into her voice from the stress of the situation, and Dorothy had to stop herself from asking Gideon to run his mouth like water from a spicket.

Once they were outside, she couldn't help but be a bit surprised by the situation--namely, the people present. It had been years since Dorothy had last seen Quinn. Her eyes widened ever so slightly. During the war, they had been in the same unit together--she might have even patched him up once or twice. They had been friends. Once Dorothy understood what was happening, with Atticus gathering everyone from the Vengeance and instructing them to head to the Retribution, Dorothy turned her attention to her patient. 

[color=4dffa6]"He banged his head up real good,"[/color] Dorothy grimaced. [color=4dffa6]"I need to treat him properly--take a few scans, if you'd be so kind as to let me use your med bay."[/color]