Whatchamacallit (D0, Early Evening)

[Phoebe Wren]

Pop.

Well, praise be to the Maker, for this sickbay was in better shape than most places she had worked in. Even her so-called "clinic" back on the Smuggler's Moon. Especially better than that one. Only once had she seen a more impressive one on a ship and that was some Rebel Alliance cruiser that was basically dedicated to be a giant medbay.

Her bubblegum blew up into a small orb again, then made another pop sound, while Phoebe was looking at all the equipment.

Hopefully this stuff wouldn't see too much use, but well, he had a feeling it would see more than enough use.

"Place's well-supplied," she murmured approvingly.

[Xavien Laerrin]

"Were you expecting a converted apartment?" A familar voice asked from behind her, it wasn't like Xavien had been wanting to sneak up on Phoebe, but bad habits and all that.

"I mean I figure we can convert one of the bunks if it makes you feel more at home. Maybe even mave laundry hanging in the corner to dry?"

[Phoebe Wren]

"I expected... well, something more like what it was with the Alliance. More stuff scavenged up and jury-rigged," she said, shrugging calmly for now before giving Xavien a wry smirk.

"Just because I lived on that garbage planet doesn't mean I think such circumstances make it 'home'. Far from it. Nar Shaddaa was never my home."

[Xavien Laerrin]

"The cliched old. 'home is where the heart is?' I suppose that makes sense, especially when Nar Shaddaa is concerned." He shook his head a wry smile on his lips. "Still I'll count it as a bonus to not have to see your push up bras drying every time I come visit."

"But yeah, we aren't the alliance here. The clans might not be rich, but they still have their pride. They wouldn't skimp out on keeping their warriors healthy. Even if they are still in training."

[Phoebe Wren]

Phoebe sighed as she gave Xavien an exasperated look. "Are you trying to rile me up already, burc'ya?"

Why did he have to pick at her sore ego, damnit.

[Xavien Laerrin]

"Maybe." He offered with a grin. "The crew should know what their doctor is like after all." Under the cute young exterior.

He paused thoughtfully. "Though maybe I should use a catspaw instead." It would be funny to see Orella chased through the ship.

[Phoebe Wren]

"Very funny... wait, what? I'm the only medically trained person here? I'm the doctor?" she looked positively shocked at the idea.

[Xavien Laerrin]

"The only one that i know of." Xavien offered with a wry smile. "Though my lil sis may know a thing or two as well." No offical training though.

"But what did you expect? We are mandolorians, most of us aren't nerds by nature."