"Bug-er!" I shout, slamming the door of the medical bay. I sit at my desk, running my hands through my hair and saying a silent prayer. I stand back up and resume my examination. When finished, I write a formal report on my terminal and radio anton to come and debrief the report with me. The important parts of the report read:
"Patient: Amernia
Sex: Female
Age: Unknown, young: likely 20-30
Race: Caucasian
Status: Unconcious, possible fatigue induced coma
Notes: Appears dehydrated, low on necessary nutrients, looks physically stressed and fatigued, as though having just run many miles, multiple lascerations on back, neck, extremities, possible causes of lascerations: torture, abuse, fire, if caused through torture or abuse, likely at the hands of Enclave, looks too neatly done to be caused by slavers or raiders, lascerations appear never to have been fully allowed to heal properly, and so major scarring has occurred, possibly an escaped captive"
"I've hooked her up to an IV drip system which should pump her full of fluids and nutrients. She should regain conciousness in the next several hours. After which, I advise she rest for several days," I say to anton.
off: Ok, I can respect the riot gear, the AK, and maybe even the RPG, but what merit do you see an a ballistic knife?