[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vpb7ZQ4s1rsy50k.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Med Bay Exterior[/center][hr][hr]Dorothy let out a bit of an irritated sigh, hearing the Preacher's speech. She glanced at the boy, almost in sympathy, at his captivity including the Bible "fearing" man. With each curse that left the Preacher's mouth, and especially whenever he decided to drink, she couldn't help but be reminded of her own father. The man was perhaps the best example of Alliance loving scum there was, Dorothy's father. 

At Daphne just brushing the entire thing off and walking away, Dorothy chuckled a bit to herself. That was so typical of her sister, just marching into a situation, making a choice, and walking off. She shook her head a bit, standing with her back straight as she returned her attention to Atticus. [color=4dffa6]"Just like mei-mei said. It was in a medical supply kit that she found in the mines,"[/color] Dorothy said. The boy didn't seem to need much more medical attention, and the crackle of the comm certainly caused Dorothy to stop in her tracks. 

She sighed, rubbing her face with her hands. [color=4dffa6]"I swear...If someone could go one gorrham minute without getting themselves killed...."[/color] Fetching her medical kit, Dorothy loaded in a few of the provisions that Daphne had fetched from the mine. She shrugged slightly at Atticus, before politely asking him to tend to the boy, and if he had to harm the lad to keep him quiet, so be it. She had plenty of antibiotics for any infections that might develop. 

[color=4dffa6]"If Gen is insisting that meditation means she's fine, and there's a shard of metal in her leg..."[/color] Dorothy grumbled to herself, searching for Jackson and the Captain.