[hr][Center][h1][color=#E39FF6]Dr.Millard[/color][/h1][/center][hr]

[color=#E39FF6]Oh lord. I should have not drunk so much. Oh, I hope the kids aren't already here[/color]. These were the thoughts of the drunken doctor as he slowly rouse from his drunken stupor. He slowly rose from his bed as he stretched. As his voice rang out, [color=#E39FF6]"Lights, on"[/color]. The moment he said this, the lights came on to show his clean well kept room with a long metal desk filled with medical instruments, toxicology supplies, and his leftovers from last night, which he wolfs down before he heads over to the closet. 

He rubs his eyes as he opens up his closet, he lightly says to himself, [color=#E39FF6]"Note to self: Even if a Kaisoken had arms and legs, they still cannot drink"[/color]. Millard continues his routine as he takes a black long-sleeve and puts it on, then his thick jeans afterward. As he stretches again he sees he left himself something as a pick me up, a thermos. He checked what was inside as he took a long swig, [color=#E39FF6]"Oh…that's just cold coffee"[/color]. He shrugged as he continued on with his day.

He grabbed his coat and put both of his hands through and allows the coat to fall. He adjusts his body as he tugs on different parts to make sure the coat fits well as he started grabbing his gear. He puts his omni tool on his forearm and quickly calibrates it, as he makes sure he has his spare needles, all of the systems are running, and lastly his vitals are all accounted for. Once that was done he opened up his drawer, there it held his gun, his knife, and the most important of all, his cigarettes'. He had a small smile as he started taking each, placing his gun and knife into nice little holsters made into the coat, and then he takes his box of cigarettes and places them into a pocket above his heart in the coat. Now feeling all set, he heads to the door of his room, where he puts on his penguin slippers as he opens the door and starts heading out. Knowing that Natasha would take the kids to the little conference room.

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Millard came in from the door that is a few feet away from everybody, as he quietly opened the door to see if anybody was using this room. And sure enough, there were people here. Millard spent 30 seconds scanning the people as then he knew what he was dealing with, as he stood straight up and adjusted himself. [color=#E39FF6][i]Gotta make a good entrance Millard. Kids like cool people right?[/i][/color]

Millard opened up the door in a very smooth manner as he stepped in as he had a smoke in his mouth and a thermos in the other. He said in a nonchalant manner as he started heading over to where Natasha was standing, [color=#E39FF6]"Sorry I was late. Was doing some last-second stuff"[/color]. Once he came over to the side of Natasha, he gestured to her if she wanted a sip from the thermos as he looked back over to the children in front of him. He said with a small smile on his face, [color=#E39FF6]"Ah hello, I'm Dr. Millard, I'm the medical professional of this ship"[/color]. He held his small smirk as he took a puff from his cigarette as he looked on to the kids, [color=#E39FF6][i]'Fuck is that one as big as Abaddon?'[/i][/color] was the first thing that came to mind as he looked at Tarak. [color=#E39FF6][i]'So that's a kid?'[/i][/color], was the only idea that came to his mind, as he also thought, [color=#E39FF6][i]'Oh I don't think I have enough bandages for whenever he gets hurt'[/i][/color], he chuckled in his head as he waited because the introductions are beginning, well probably already going. Millard just hopes he isn't too far in to not catch the names of the kids.

[@Letter Bee]