Dr. Alexander Greenhaven's Story

Dr. Alexander Greenhaven

Alex stepped onto the ship, his coat swishing behind his back. It was a large and beautiful ship, but he didn't find as much excitement in the build or make. He just wanted to see his office, the infirmary, and the sleep stations. He eyed Regina who had informed them of the AI. He was taken a back, their captain didn't seem to be the type to use an AI.

He shrugged it off, however, trusting Regina's opinion. Alex noticed the other crew members already speaking with the AI, MAK, it was called. Already wondering off to find their stations. Claim bunks and such.

Alex took his time, happy to be back on a ship. To have an adventure. He always dreamed to be a part of a crew and discover something amazing. If Regina's research was accurate, they could be discovering Earth.

"MAK, I am Dr. Alexander Greenhaven," Alex said to the air, hoping the AI would hear him. "I'll be needing medical records of all the crew,"

"You already have the Doctor. I have sent them to your datapad, and they will be on the computers in your office."

Alex checked his datapad, and sure enough they were all there. "Please, MAK, take me to my office."

"Right this way Doctor."

A door slid open leading to a long hallway, then an elevator up, and down two more hallways and Alex was finally at the infirmary. Releasing the breath he was holding, Alex found every extremely adequate.

Up to date machinery, many cabinets of medical supplies. Several beds. Sleep chambers for hyper sleep. His office was just off the infirmary. It was perfect. Several bookcases lined the walls of all the updated versions of medical studies.

"Thank you MAK," He said running his hand along the desk. "Tell our captain that I will quite enjoy myself here."

Arc hummed to herself as she wandered down endless hallways, her right hand trailing along the wall. She hadn’t really found anywhere of importance yet and anyone else would probably be impatient and annoyed by now. Her right hand suddenly pulled away from the wall as she smelt all different foods. She moved around two corners, following her nose before she made it into the kitchen. She figured it was the kitchen due to the kitcheny utensils and appliances as well as food substances scattered all about the room. She found Minn and Cassandra hovering about, Minn she knew would be there, but she wasn’t expecting Cassandra. Shrugging it off she smiled at them both. “Kitchen. I’ll defiantly be remembering this place.” Arc said simply before giving a wink to Minn and leaving the kitchen.

Arc continued wandering around, paying no attention where she was going, not looking back at where she had been, only ahead. She came to a stop at another room of significance. Or at least she figured it was significant seeming as some guy with strange hair was already there in an office. She remembered that he was their doctor, which would make this place the infirmary. Which made sense, the only thing this place could possibly be was an infirmary. With the beds and medical cabinets and all. She turned back to the guy with weird hair. “We haven’t met yet, I’m Arc.” She said, introducing herself with a smile and small wave from across the room. She smiled warmly as she moved closer the him. “I like the hair,” Arc said lightheartedly as she reached up to touch it but changed her mind halfway. Moving her hand back down to her side, she started looking around the office. As she did this her mind started wandering, I really must find the armory, she thought to herself.

Reggie

"What's the first order of business Cap?"

Reggie smiled, her mind racing with the possibilities. They had to speak with the crew, make sure everyone knew the task at hand. Then they would have to start the engines, make sure everything was going okay within. MAK could only check so much. She was almost giddy about finally feeling the Nightwing's engines purr again.

"Actually," She said leaning on the counter across from him. Their faces mere inches apart. "This is a pretty good opportunity to talk to MAK. And I want your opinion as well."

"You need me, Captian?" MAK's voice rang through.

"Yes, since we're at a stand still since everyone is exploring the ship, I feel like we should have our talk now."

"Understood Ma'am." MAK said. "I do have a message from the Doctor. He says he will enjoy his time here."

Reggie laughed, glad the doctor was enjoying the infirmary.

"Now Colin, I was speaking with MAK earlier, about my concerns of captaining a ship that is ran mainly by an AI." Reggie explained standing up straight. "And I want your opinion on this as well."

She paced along the floor, limping. "Would it be wise to get more people to man the ship. Like living people. Who knows what we'll experience when we reach the outer limits. We can hit magnetic fields that interfere with MAK's programming. And then we'll be stranded in some distant galaxy."

She took a deep breath eyeing her second. "We can probably go to the IDA and pick up some graduates. The IDA is always looking for opportunities to give the students real life experience."


Alexander

Alex was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and he spun around quickly, his coat catching around his knees.

"Oh, um, hello." He fumbled. "I'm Dr. Alexander Greenhaven. But, call me Alex." He shook hands with the attractive blonde, and found himself staring a bit too long.

He coughed and adjusted his gaze to stare at anything else. He was such a loser. He was told that he looked like someone who oozed confidence and could talk a girl into his bed in two seconds, but that wasn't the case. He was awkward with the opposite gender. With any gender really. He spent most nights studying, socializing wasn't one of his strong suites.

"Um, yeah, the hair." He laughed nervously running a hand through it's rough spikes. "You said you were Arc, that's an interesting name."

He laughed nervously.

"You said you were Arc, that's an interesting name."

Arc was looking away from Alex, off in a daydream when her comment pulled her back to reality. Looking over at him from the corner of her she gave him a small sad smile. “You never met my father,” she said lightly and quietly before turning to face him. “Now he was interesting, though he was a Toshick, so I suppose it was understandable.” She continued in a louder voice.

It was strange that no matter how no matter how much time passed she still missed her father more than anything. It didn’t get easier like people always said it would. Arc just got better at pushing it away. “It’d be kinda cool if it had some story attached to it though wouldn’t it?” Arc said dreamily after a few beats, her mind already drifting off, making up different stories behind her name.

Alexander

"You don't necessarily need a special story attached to your name." Alex said watching the blonde's eyes drift to a different location. "Your parents gave you your name, it must have had special meaning to them. And really, what else do you need?"

He looked through a few files that he had pulled out of his file cabinet, and then set them down on his desk. "Unless you hate your parents." He chuckled quietly.

An awkward silence fell over the two, and Alex found himself fidgeting with his hands. He continued to slip them in and out of his coat pockets, then crossing them over his chest, then back to his pocket. "Um," He piped up.

"I'm hungry, want to come find the kitchen with me?"

"I'm hungry, want to come find the kitchen with me?"

Arc thought about Alex's question for a moment before the hunger she had felt this morning returned to her. It had been a while since she had had a proper meal. Since she was used to eating regularly she could push the hunger away to a deep dark place in her body and ignore it. Though she was going to have to eat something soon; she knew her limits, mostly from pushing them too far. Smiling back up at Alex she decided to take him up on the offer.

Walking over to the door she motioned for him to go first. "Lead the way Doc," she said, neglecting to voice the fact that she had already found the kitchen. She would hang back and follow him. You could learn a lot about someone from something as simple ans how they found there way around. That and Arc was a natural observer off people rather than an active participant. "Oh, by the way," Arc started after a few moments looking over at Alex beside her. "Were those the crew's medical files you had on your desk? Cause you know your going to have to let me see mine sometime." She said lightly, laughing slightly as she bumped him with her shoulder. Though it wasn't a effective bump as he was big and burly and she sometimes suffered from lack of nutrition. It wasn't hard to see where she would've had trouble.

Alexander

Giving a nervous laugh, Alex quickly exited the infirmary and began walking down the corridor. He suddenly felt nervous. He was never comfortable leading. He was smart and could easily tell you how to remove the liver of any alien species, but he was a nervous wreck when physically leading someone to something.

He kept glancing over his shoulder to see Arc, making sure she was still there. She was. Eyeing him. He gulped. Why did he feel like she was judging him. She probably was. Judging every move he made, waiting for him to get lost. She probably knew where the kitchen was, and was playing that she didn't so she could judge ever so harshly.

He hated judgmental people.

Finally, over Arc's presence, Alex straightened his back and began pressing buttons on his datapad. He had access to the blueprints of the ship, and he didn't feel like asking MAK outwardly how to find the kitchen. So, he got to work, searching through the different compartments until he found it. Two floors up. He found the nearest elevator and quickly turned right, throwing off Arc, and began walking quickly to it.

His coat swooshed behind him, almost like a cape, but settled back down when he stopped at the elevator. "MAK, are the elevators the old style elevators where we have press buttons, or can you control them?"

"Both," Was his reply. "The Captain wanted to have both options in case something went wrong with my programming. Although, she always says that why someone would use an elevator when their was a rogue AI running loose, she would never understand."

Alex laughed. Although MAK didn't get the joke, Alex did. "Smart girl, she is." He whispered as the elevator doors slid open. He stepped inside, Arc following close behind.

She was so thin. Her bones practically sticking out of her skin. He read in her file that she didn't eat well, and had to be hospitalized several times because of malnutrition. In the file, it said it was because of her own influence that she was malnourished. She was given three square meals everyday. He would have to bring this up to the captain. She should know that one of her crew members was actively starving themselves.

Regina

Reggie eyed the sketch pad, the drawing of her mirroring her expression. "Wow, that's amazing." She exclaimed. She reached out to take the sketchpad, to get a closer look, but decided against it after seeing how attached to it the android was.

"How's the food coming along Minn," She joked. "I think we're all pretty hungry. Hey MAK! Send a message to everyone. We should all have a little dinner before setting off."

She smiled to her crew, happy with the ones she hired. They all seemed to fit well together. A band of misfits.

Alexander

The elevator finally stopped and the doors slid open. Alex was hit with a wave of delicious smells. Whatever was going on in the kitchen, it was probably amazing. He had never smelt so many smells before in his life and he wanted to eat up all of it.

Arc followed behind him as he walked, his nose carrying him the rest of the way.

"The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made."

MAK's voice echoed throughout the hallway. Oh man. Can't wait to eat.

He was more excited to eat than he was to see the infirmary.

Arc smiled lightly towards Alex as he took the lead, her wandering behind him. He looked really nervous though, he clearly hated leading as much as she did. She felt bad but she couldn't just jump out and say she knew where the kitchen was. Arc did however settle for giving him a small smile that he didn't see before her eyes started wandering away from the direction they were heading, taking her mind with them.

Arc was walking mindlessly behind Alex until she was brought back suddenly. She realized they were now in an elevator and she had no recollection of entering an elevator. She swallowed the surprised sound she felt trying to escape from her. She didn't want to look like an idiot who was surprised by an elevator. Looking over Alex and found him already looking at her. She didn't need to ask to know what he was thinking, she had seen that look so many times before. He was judging her like most people tend to, he had probably already decided exactly who she was in his mind. She didn't say anything to him though, if he wanted to judge her that was his right. If people didn't want to actually get to know her why should she bother? She knew who she was and that was enough for her.

The two of them spent the rest of the elevator ride in silence and when the doors finally opened Arc was attacked by several different smells. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath savoring the smells. "The captain wants all crew members to make their way to the kitchen. Dinner is being made." Laughing slightly she quickened her pace to be side by side with Alex.

"Guess someone's a little bit physic eh?" She said grinning up at him try to brake the silence that had engulfed them since they left the infirmary. "That food smells delicious though, I'm glad the captain hired a great cook. There better be seconds as well." Arc continued dreamily, looking ahead rather than at Alex this time.

Regina

The captain listened to her crew converse. They all seemed to be getting along well, which pleased Reggie. It was always difficult to captain a crew that were at odds with each other. The food was starting to smell really good. Just the butter melting in a pan was making her mouth water.

She loved food, about as much as she loved flying, and getting to eat on her ship was the best of both worlds. She couldn't wait to eat whatever it was Minn was cooking. Reggie propped her elbow up on the counter, resting her chin in her hand. She laughed along with her crew, and smiled, but she said nothing.

She just wanted to listen to them.

[b]Alexander[/u]

Alex practically jumped out of his skin when Arc finally spoke. He tried to keep himself composed as he spoke with her, but he could feel his heart still beating. He laughed along with her, but didn't speak.

The doors to the kitchen slid open and Alex was hit with a wave of smells. It smelt delicious in the hallway, but the kitchen, it was glorious. There were already several people in the kitchen, including the captain. They all seemed to be having a great time, and Alex felt awkward coming in in the middle of their conversation. But he stepped forward, moving to take the seat next to Regina.

She had noticed their arrival and smiled, waving them over. He immediately plopped down on the empty stool, pushing his coat out so he wouldn't seat on it. "It smells great in here. Who's our chef?"

Alex looked up to see the bright pink hair he had seen on many of the women he had grown up around. The pink skin that matched triggered something in his head that meant familiarity. He was immediately transported back to his old home planet, playing with the Shariva children. He remember Nora, his first girlfriend. Her purple skin and hair burning in his brain.

Looking up at the chef of the Nightwing, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding, his face getting warm. She was beautiful.

“But I don’t understand why you have a problem with the doctor. You’re going to have to undress for him sooner or later.”

Eddie snapped out of his naughty thoughts and looked at Saein with a frown. "Don't remind me...." he sighed. "Well, I guess that is misery we'll both share," he teased back with a laugh as the countered the statement. "Remember to do everything the doctor says because I can tell you that having health complications while stuck on a ship will not be fun,"

His glance turned over to their doctor as they mentioned him and Eddie gave him a strange look as he noticed a blush forming on the doctor's face. He followed the man's eyes from his face to Minn. Turning to the Shariva, he laughed. "Looks like the doctor is stunned by your beauty," he whispered to her.

Dlew looked as two new face's entered the room so he finished up drawing the Firni, he went to draw the two new people who entered the room.

Dlew noticed the new guy was looking wierdly at the cook and he wondered what he was thinking about.

Dlew realized that the guy hadn't seen him yet and wondered if he ever will take his eyes off of the cook.

Alexander

Alex knew that others had noticed his sudden blushing, and his staring at Minn. He coughed, quickly averting his gaze anywhere, but at the young Shariva. His fingers tapped heavily on the counter, making the awkwardness even more prominent.

He looked over at Regina, smiling, and she shook her head with a laugh. "Um, for all those that don't know, I'm Dr. Alexander Greenhaven. Just call me Alex." He introduced, remembering that most of the crew hadn't gotten a chance to meet him.

Regina had ushered them all over to the land cruiser as soon as he had accepted her offer.

Reggie

The doctor had managed to bring in an awkwardness to the kitchen. Reggie knew from when she had met the young doctor that he was a bit awkward, but she didn't think it was this bad. She watched him tap uncontrollably on the counter and the captain was ready to smack him.

Awkwardness she could handle. Constant tapping for no reason, she hated. The repetitive sound triggered something in her brain that made her think something was broken. She disliked it. She slammed her hand on the counter, collectively stopping him from tapping and stood. She smiled at him, showing that she wasn't angry at him, just having fun, and pushed away from the counter.

Where was Colin? He should have gotten the message from MAK, and he was never one to pass up food. Where was the rest of her crew for that matter.

When Alex announced him self Dlew felt like his curiosity was barely satisfied and every thing felt awkward so Dlew thought to keep his mouth shut because alot of people were already uneasy with his presence on this ship.

Dlew then heard another loud grumble indicating he was really hungry, Dlew thought that every one in this room heard his stomach but only people who were around him heard it. So basically everyone who was watching him draw heard it.

Dlew felt like he was going to go out like a light soon but was holding on. (of course he didn't show any of it on his face, but the people who heard his stomach grumble knew that he was in need of food soon)

Minn

"Roomie?" Minn asked in response to Saein's question. She considered, thinking about her response as the conversation continued. Before she could respond however, Eddie leaned over pointing out the doctor's interest in her. Jumping a little and meeting the doctor's eye, she tilted her head. It wasn't the first time she had been called beautiful, nor that someone had looked at her in such a way. She wondered about the blush on his cheeks...

She went to check on the food while the talks continued and more people showed up. Food was almost ready and there were plenty of mouths. Good.

A few more minutes remained and Minn took her seat again, smiling to Saein. "Sure," she said with a sweet smile. "I'll room with you. Never had my own room before anyway. Would probably get lonely." She smiled to the other pink haired girl, glad to have a friend.

Eddie glanced over to the android, who seemed to be near death. He felt kinda bad but... he was going to dine first. He called it and he'd make sure of it. Smiling as he turned to Minn, he spoke. "So you two girls are actually roomies no-" a familiar and dirty thought crossed his mind when he spoke and a blush overtook his face for a second. He shook the thought out of his head. "...you guys are becoming roomies? That was really nice of you, Saein," he praised.

"I'm afraid I'll be sleeping alone... wouldn't want to accidently kick the doctor in my sleep or anything if he's going to be working on lives," he laughed. "As a gentleman, I must tell you that you are free to use my room if you girls have an argument or something like that. I hope not, seeing as we're confined in the ship with you, but it does happen sometimes, and I'd much rather sleep in the barracks than listen to two ladies fight," he explained.

"But! That we can worry about later! Right now..." he mouth started watering. "My nose is in heaven.... this waiting is killing me....."

Regina

Shortly after she had stood, Reggie had backed up only to hit something hard and fall to the floor. She looked up to see Cassandra staring down at her. The Xylamar was smiling down at the captain, and with a laugh helped her up.

"So sorry, Regina. I'm getting too interested in my job."

Feeling her knee pop beneath her as she was raised to her feet, Reggie held back a grimace and smiled at her. "Oh, it's alright. Glad to see everyone is enjoying themselves. Some a little more than others."

She eyed certain members of her crew with a knowing smile. She had no problem with relationships forming under her command, it was when their work lacked because of it that made Reggie frustrated. As long as they kept performing as they have been, she would have no problem.

Brushing some dust off her black pants, Reggie counted heads. A habit she had come into doing when she was leading a large group. In her position, she found it best to constantly keep track of everyone, especially when she was putting their lives on the line.

They were working for her, without any real knowledge of what their voyage was leading them to; the least she could do was keep them alive. They were still missing a few people. Colin, Bond, Cassiopeia, and Inqueta.

"Where could they be."

Alexander

Alex tapped his foot nervously, glancing from left to right, observing the members of the crew. Except the chef, he had observed her enough. He listened to everyone, wanting to chime in with a funny quip or a witty remark, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He was a nervous wreck trying to decide if they would find him funny or not.

He was told he was quite funny, but it was never really intentional. The words always stumbled out of his mouth when he was nervous, trying to ease himself into uncomfortable situations. It was only when he was really comfortable with people that he could be his sophisticated, suave self. He didn't really think of himself as suave, but he was told by friends that he was.

The food was starting to smell even more delicious, and Alex was ecstatic to eat. He noticed Regina counting heads, probably looking for the rest of her crew. Alex had briefly seen the others when Regina had flown them up to the ship, but he had yet to speak to most of them. He was eager to meet them, but couldn't help but feel his nervous twitch come back.

Dlew had heard something about room mates and wondered if he would get a room or would he sleep on a floor some where like the previous ship he was on. Thinking about sleep was making Dlew get even more tired and Was starting to nod off trying to fight the battle between hunger and conchiness. Dlew was just slipping and started to hang his head down until he droped his head on the table with a loud BANG! and fell asleep then about 20 - 30 minutes he woke back up.

Dlew then woke up screeming and panting then looked around the room to notice every one looking at him with compleate curiosity and then Dlew stood up and moved to a corner of the room and started drawing away from every one. He was not looking at anyone just sitting in the corner drawing.

"Remember to do everything the doctor says because I can tell you that having health complications while stuck on a ship will not be fun" Eddie warned her.

Saein agreed, but jokingly pointed out “It’s even worse to disobey the cook, dieing of hunger is one of the worst ways to go. Of course nobody is going to be mean to Minn, this kitchen smells like we could start a new religion.” Thinking about her own joke, she added “Actually, we’re all trusting each other with our lives in some way or another.”

Because of the sound of everyone talking to each other, she didn’t quite catch what Eddie whispered to Minn, something about the doctor. A glance at Alex told her it was probably about him looking at Minn and blushing. Right there was someone else whose job she wouldn’t have wanted back in her wild days. But perhaps he had different ethics, and as long as he didn’t try to apply those to her or someone else who wasn’t interested, that was fine.

Thinking about the doctor reminded her of something. She had to make sure he got her complete files. RMEE, the company she had worked for for the longest time, took great care to keep medical information from going anywhere automatically. The rest of the world didn’t need to know the management told employees to ignore health and safety laws when their own judgment told them to. Saein remembered a few situations in which she or someone else could have died if she had strictly obeyed the law. An outsider might say the risks that led to those situations should never have been taken, but she disagreed. Maybe the few friends who had left RMEE in boxes would agree now, except they couldn’t.

Minn brought Saein’s thoughts back to something much happier: "Sure," she said with a sweet smile. "I'll room with you. Never had my own room before anyway. Would probably get lonely." Saein’s heart jumped. “Great!” she exclaimed.

Eddie blushed while talking about the two women sharing a room. Saein had a good idea what he might be thinking about, but before she thought of a way to tease him with that, he praised her for sharing her room. She chuckled and told him “It’s not as selfless as you might think.”

He joked about kicking the doctor in his sleep. “Funny you should mention that, I have thought about what might happen if I got kicked in my sleep. I’ve dreamed my pillow was a person and didn’t wake up freaking out because of it, so I think I can be touched when I’m not awake.”

Eddie offered the use of his room if there would ever be an argument. “That’s very kind of you, but if anything happens I’ll let Minn and you have rooms. It doesn’t matter if it’s because of me being wrong about what I just told you, or because of me being wrong because Minn says so” she joked.

Dlew interrupted all conversations at once by falling over. Saein hoped he wasn’t broken, just in need of food, and that that food would be ready when he recovered. Although she wasn’t starving like Dlew, she could hardly wait to eat. If the food tasted as good as it smelled (and she had no doubt it would), she would also have a lot of fun praising Minn. She felt so very happy about how everything was turning out, about all the people around her, and about the food (soon!), however being a bit worried about Dlew she wasn’t sure her big smile was appropriate.

"I wasn't aware that you wanted to be touched in your sleep...." Her subtlety was lost on Eddie. After finishing her giggle fit, she tried to get the message across in a more direct way. “I was trying to remind you that skin contact while I’m awake is a problem. Your face a few moments ago made me figure you were distracted by thoughts of me and Minn doing things involving lots of... staying awake.”

When there finally was a plate full of food in front of Saein, Minn sat down opposite to her and asked her for her opinion. Saein took a few bites. Her face already gave a clear answer to the question, but of course this opinion deserved to be put into words. “I see that instead of simply making a few different things to match the tastes of different species, you’ve made things that all could like. That’s a bit risky, but you managed to make the best food I have ever put in my mouth. You really are a goddess of cooking.”

While eating, Saein looked at Minn every once in a while. Her expression reminded of the one that had been on Alex’ face earlier, though it wasn’t exactly the same. She didn’t notice Bond and Colin arriving, all of her mind was occupied with admiring the food and the person who made it.

After the meal, the captain explained their route and the purpose of the mission, so those who considered it too risky could back out. As soon as Reggie had finished speaking, Saein made sure to be the first to voice her approval. “I’m in.”