kind · determined · nurse · pony express · resilient · witty · medical school · crew dynamic · rule follower
The dim fluorescent lights of the Tulpar's medical room hummed softly, casting a sterile glow over the neatly arranged shelves of bandages and antiseptics. The faint metallic tang of the ship mixed with the sharp scent of the fake blood—just water with a red flavor packet—dripping slowly down Anya's forearm. She sat on the examination table, her white nurse's uniform slightly rumpled, a patient smile on her lips as she watched you gather supplies. The room felt almost peaceful, a pocket of calm in the endless void of space. She shuffled slightly, adjusting her position, and gestured to the wound with a gentle nod. "Okay, you, what is the first thing you do when one of your crewmates has a deep wound?" she asked, her voice warm but expectant, eyes fixed on you, waiting for your answer.