ASR: Elizan meets Lunaro and Lunaro's impressive chest.

[3:00:15 PM] Madeline (Splat): The kitchen where Lunaro works is on the small and cramped side of things, though nothing on the ship can be considered especially spacious (aside from, perhaps, the captain’s quarters, but he’s not allowed in there), but it’s definitely the place where he feels the most comfortable, which is probably why he requested his medical checkup be conducted here. He sits, legs crossed, on top of a counter, and pages through a cookbook trying to decide what to make for dinner while he waits for Elizan to arrive.

(If anyone else were to attempt sitting on any kitchen surface, he’d likely send them out through the garbage chute in the corner and see how open space treats them. His workspace is his workspace, after all.)

[3:07:48 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan arrives after a few minutes, holding a doctor's bag full of necessary equipment. She queitly sets it on a counter and starts riffling through it. "Y-You're Lunaro, right? The one th-that wanted his initial ch-checkup here in the k-kitchen? I d-don't think we'd ever b-been properly introduced, s-so I'm Elizan Sh-Shukra and it's n-nice to-" She glances over at him and blinks. "Um."

[3:10:17 PM] Madeline (Splat): At her entrance, Lunaro flicks his eyes up from his book and watches her for a moment, then sits it down next to him before hopping down from the counter. He leans back against it as she goes through her introduction.

“Yes, I’m Lunaro. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Shukra.” He offers her a slight smile.

[3:14:21 PM] NeonProdigy: "A-Ah! Y-Yes... I apologize I uh...." Elizan pulls her bag in front of her defensively. "I d-don't think I've ever w-worked on anyone of y-your species b-before! Um I m-mean! It's n-nice to m-meet you t-too!" She's quite noticeably nervous, and despite that, she can't seem to tear her eyes away from his face.

[3:18:04 PM] Madeline (Splat): Lunaro blinks. “Yes, I suppose we’re not exactly commonplace these days, are we?” He says with a good natured chuckle. “I’m sure the same basic principles apply between me and… Various other types of people you’ve looked at though, no? I trust your judgement on the matter.”

He notes her nervous disposition, but isn’t particularly phased by it—he’s definitely flustered enough people to be used to it by now, and being shirtless probably isn’t helping much.

[3:24:22 PM] NeonProdigy: "R-Right," she stutters out, realizing she should be more professional and clearing her throat. "I th-thank you for your trust." She sets her bag back down and pulls out a notebook. "R-Right then, have you had any um, illnesses or injuries in the p-past year?" She's trying REALLY hard to have some professional, distanced, courtesy and not pay attention to those floofy feathers or how shapely a body he has on display thanks to his lack of shirt...

[3:29:09 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Not anything major. Maybe a few cuts and burns but those tend to be a job hazard around here.” He pauses. “Cuts and burns from cooking, I mean. Not from the regular violent encounters that are also kind of a job hazard.” He laughs again.

[3:34:03 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan nods, taking notes. "Y-Yes... it would be a r-rather dangerous profession. The p-pirating I mean, though I c-cooking has its own dangers, yes!" She smiles a little at the joke. And that laugh. He's got a really nice laugh... "Um, I'm s-sorry, but, c-could you point out t-to me where your h-heart is? I wanted to check your v-vitals, and I j-just... wanted to kn-know if it's d-different f-for your r-race..." She rather quickly pulls a stethoscope from her bag, getting it tangled around something else for a moment and blushing anxiously as she tries to free the objects from one another.

[3:38:19 PM] Madeline (Splat): Lunaro smiles patiently at her antics. She’s… Kinda cute, all things considered. Maybe he’ll try having a little fun with this checkup. He grins slightly to himself at the thought.

Once she’s recovered her stethoscope, indicates the spot on his chest where his heart is located. “It’s just here. We’re not too anatomically different from you humans.” He smirks. “Not… Where it matters, at least,” he says with a soft chuckle.

[3:42:44 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan doesn't seem to catch that at first. "Oh g-good, then that makes th-things much easier! I'll be b-better able to g-get a baseline of your vitals if you're anatomically-" She pauses. She tries very hard not to glance at the place he still has covered. She blushes very hard. "R-Right!! Y-Yes, v-v-very good!" She squeaks the last sentence, trying very hard not to think about THAT and instead pressing a very cold stethoscope diaphragm against a very firm, attractive, feathery chest, having already put on the headset.

[3:48:36 PM] Madeline (Splat): At the touch of the cold metal, Lunaro’s feather’s fluff up a bit in discomfort. “Ooh, that’s cold!" After a moment he adjusts to the coolness and they start to lay back down, save for a few strays on his head which he nonchalantly brushes back into alignment with one hand, sighing, “sorry, that is sort of a reflex."

While the stethoscope is on his chest, he remains quiet, breathing evenly and watching Elizan. After a moment, he asks with a smile, “anything out of the ordinary, Miss Doctor?”

[3:54:33 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan closes her eyes and concentrates on the heartbeat, but not before getting a sight of his feathers fluffing up. Once the initial shock of the cool metal is gone and Lunaro adjusts, she gets a good listen and nods, pulling the stethoscope away. "Everything s-seems to be f-fine there. Um, is th-that a c-common reaction, your f-feathers I mean?"

[4:02:01 PM] Madeline (Splat): He nods. “Yes. It is usually sort of a shock thing, though it is also something I will do if I am feeling especially relaxed. In that case though I will keep them fluffed for much longer.” He shrugs. “It’s sort of an involuntary response, but I have been told it is kind of adorable, in some scenarios. Especially when it happens during…” He blinks. “…In amusing circumstances.”

“I can also do it on command though, if you would ever like to request such of me.” He grins.

[4:04:49 PM] NeonProdigy: "Ahhh..." She chews on her lip for a moment. Elizan puts away her stethoscope and jots down some more notes, taking out what looks like some kind of gas mask. "You um, c-could you? D-Do that again I m-mean? I'd like to t-take a look at what it l-looks like when you're doing it on p-purpose." Yes, yes that's the reason. Totally for SCIENCE and not because it's super adorable. >////>

[4:09:01 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Why of course!” He pushes off the counter and rolls his shoulders out, then closes his eyes. This time, as opposed to just on his head and chest, all his feathers puff up, making him look both larger and much fluffier.

“You know,” he says, smirking at Elizan, “on my home planet, this was typically done as a sort of mating ritual.” He winks at her, laughing inwardly at his little joke.

[4:13:23 PM] NeonProdigy: GOSH are those floofy feathers looking oh so pettable and inviting and wait what. "A-A-Ahhhh, r-r-really? W-Well, it's uh, i-it's g-g-good th-that this is a c-c-c-completely different c-context and th-this isn't your home p-planet and oh m-my this k-kitchen is r-rather warm d-don't you th-think?" She laughs nervously, fanning her red face. God but that shoulder roll earlier didn't help, making his chest move and muscles move under her skin in FASCINATING ways that she'd never noticed before and oh gosh this is getting embarrassing!

[4:17:37 PM] Madeline (Splat): Lunaro gives a hearty laugh in response to how flustered Elizan is getting. “I am only joking, do not worry.” He smiles at her as his feathers start to lay back down, once again leaving a few on his head that he has to smooth himself. “Sorry, I could not resist. I did not mean to embarrass you, Miss Doctor.”

He doesn’t really look that sorry. He looks more amused than anything. “Well, maybe I meant to embarrass you a little, I suppose. You have an adorable blush.” He laughs again.

[4:28:37 PM] NeonProdigy: "O-Oh, I s-see..." This doesn't, thankfully for Lunaro, do anything to lessen her blush. "It's s-still rather unprofessional of m-me, and for th-that I apologize. N-Now." At this point she quickly, partly from embarrassment, partly from perhaps some small bit of vindictiveness, and rather definitely partly from wanting to get close to him with a good excuse, slides the gas mask like contraption over his face and fitting it snugly over his mouth. "N-Now if you'll um, j-just take a f-few deep breaths through th-this, I'll g-get some good r-readings of your respiratory system..." She "accidentally" runs a hand through some of his shoulder feathers as she pulls her hand away, inwardly quite enjoying the sensation of the feathers against her fingers.

[4:33:30 PM] Madeline (Splat): His eyebrows pop up in response to the hand on his shoulder, and he watches her with renewed interest as he obediently breathes deep. And maybe puffs out his chest a little more than is strictly necessary while doing so, just to see how she reacts. She’s made it much more interesting for him now, that’s for sure. For his part, Lunaro wasn’t expecting much in return for his efforts, but now Elizan has his attention.

[4:42:46 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan, for her part, looks at a screen she's picked up, nodding along with the results, but occasionally looks up at him. That heaving chest is... hn... She coughs and takes an opportunity for another touch, as much as she feels herself die in embarrassment from it, putting a hand over that puffed up chest and feeling his heart and deep breaths both. Coincadentally, she happens to put it in the stripe of fluffy feathers going up and down his chest. "Ah, th-that's p-perfect, yes. Okay, y-you can t-take it off now."

[4:53:40 PM] Madeline (Splat): At her leave, Lunaro removes he mask and offers it back to her. As he does, he leans forward slightly, and since she’s already got her hand on his chest this puts him just slightly in her space. He grins. “Everything looking alright then, Miss Doctor?” His chest feathers fluff up just slightly under her touch, and he raises his eyebrows. “Or is there something with my chest that you need to examine more… Closely, perhaps?” His grin takes on a more smirky quality, and he watches her expectantly.

[4:56:17 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan gulps but keeps herself composed. She glances from her hand to Lunaro and pulls it away, clearing her throat. "No, no, that can wait until your next examination wh-when the nanocytes have had t-time to s-set up along your respiratory track p-properly!"

[4:59:54 PM] Madeline (Splat): He blinks. Now he just looks shocked. “The… What now?"

[5:03:08 PM] NeonProdigy: "Oh y-y-yes! The n-nanocytes! Th-They'll be monitoring the various g-gases and p-possible carcinogens, pathogens and any other d-disease-causing or deleterious particles that you m-might breathe in f-for me!" At this, Elizan beams at him. "In an enclosed environment l-like this, the air you b-breathe is one of the m-most important th-things to k-keep track of!"

[5:05:23 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Y-you put… Nano… Nano whatsits… In me, just now?” He’s paled considerably at this point, and is bristling noticeably. “When… When did you….. The mask thing??” He gives her a helplessly lost look.

[5:08:46 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan nods. "Oh y-yes! That's why it was s-so important you breathe deeply. D-Don't worry, th-they're completely harmless. B-But do let me kn-know if you s-seem to be having m-more mucus buildup th-than normal. It m-means th-they're getting caught in y-your sinuses and th-that d-doesn't help m-much if they g-get trapped THERE." She looks so excited talking about this, her eyes bright and the corners of her mouth turned up into a small smile.

[5:14:05 PM] Madeline (Splat): As she grows more excited, Lunaro grows more horrified. “M… Mucus… Buildup??” He swallows heavily, trying to regain some composure. “Well. I, uh. I-I suppose you know what you are d-doing, Miss D-Doctor.” He regards her warily. He had absolutely underestimated this woman!

And yet, despite his mortification, he finds himself somewhat impressed. She has some tricks up her sleeves, despite her disarming nature. She’s much more formidable than she seems.

[5:18:36 PM] NeonProdigy: "I'm g-glad you understand!" She says cheerfully. "N-Now..." Through this conversation, she'd been cleaning and disinfecting the mask. She puts it away and takes the notebook back out. "I'm afraid I um, h-have to ask you s-some personal questions now... J-Just to g-get a better idea of your p-personal health and l-lifestyle."

[5:21:36 PM] Madeline (Splat): Continuing to look at her warily, he nods. “Sure… Ask away, Miss Doctor.” He takes a seat on one of the stools near the kitchen counter, and folds his hands in his lap.

[5:25:24 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan flips through her book a bit, before flushing slightly. "R-Right then. D-Do you drink, smoke, or use drugs r-recreationally?"

[5:31:18 PM] Madeline (Splat): “I drink occasionally, but I have not done anything more extreme than that in quite a few years.” He thinks for a moment. “I would say it has been about… Three years since I used any sort of recreational drug.” He smiles to himself. “Is this a question you are going to have to ask everyone on the ship? Because I think you will find responses might vary.”

[5:34:06 PM] NeonProdigy: "Y-Yes, it is. And th-that doesn't m-matter, what's important is h-honesty. Th-Three years... well, any effects would b-be long g-gone by now. R-Right then..." And here she coughs and blushes again. "How m-many sexual p-p-partners have you h-had in the p-past y-year...?"

[5:37:33 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Hmmm….” There’s a long pause, as he puts some serious thought into this answer. “Just this year? Let’s see… There was…. And of course…….” He continues to mumble to himself in a similar manner for several minutes, attempting to count in his head. “And then those twins on Xenon 9 makes…… Um… Something like twenty-eight, I think?"

[5:39:58 PM] NeonProdigy: The doctor blinks, clutching the notebook to her chest, before seeming to shake herself out of it. "H-Huh. W-Wow uh, th-that's. Okay, r-right, t-twenty eight, g-got it!" She writes it down, bright red. "A-A-And um, are you a-aware o-of a-any s-s-sexually t-transmitted d-diseases th-that you m-m-might h-have and wh-when w-was th-the l-l-last t-t-t-time you t-tested f-for it?"

[5:43:39 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Oh, that. Do not worry yourself, Miss Doctor. I was tested the last time we were at port. One can never be too careful, you know?” He smiles at her. “And as I am not currently sleeping with anyone on-ship, I am sure that test was recent enough to be accurate.” He chuckles.

[5:47:29 PM] NeonProdigy: "Ah, well, th-that's g-good, I'll m-make note of th-that... Th-The Testing I m-mean, not... I m-mean other th-than f-for your h-health who you s-sleep with is... um... n-not any of m-my concern!!" Elizan makes the notes, hiding her face with the notebook as she does so to defend against his gaze from her bright blush. "W-Well, for th-this preliminary checkup th-that's r-really all I n-needed. Th-Thank you v-very much f-for your t-time, Lunaro!"

[5:52:06 PM] Madeline (Splat): He smiles back at her, feeling a little bit of his former confidence return. At least he knew he could legitimately fluster this woman, were he so inclined. “Of course, Miss Doctor. Anytime! And thank you as well, for the checkup. It is always good to know nothing is wrong with me. Even with…” He pauses, and swallows. “With the up… Nano… Things. Which are inside me now.”

He coughs.

“A-anyway, I’d be happy to offer you more of my time, should you ever request it, Miss Doctor. You know where to find me.” He winks at her as he picks his cookbook back up.

[5:59:33 PM] NeonProdigy: With an honorable retreat in sight, she relaxes a bit as well. "Y-Yes, I'll b-be s-sure to k-keep that in m-mind! And um, if you have any f-future burns or c-cuts th-that n-need treatment, I'll b-be setting up m-my office d-down the hall!" She gives a wry smile at the little callback to the beginning of the conversation. "Or um. Y-You know, any other... um... i-issues you m-might be h-having..." Stop staring at the chest floof Elizan. Yes it's sexy, but you need to be professional! Even if you CAN'T stop imagining him strapped down below yoOOOUUUUU NEED TO GO. "R-Right! Well, h-have a g-g-good evening, bye!" And she's gone. She's gone and she's managed to leave her bag behind. Great job, Elizan. Best ship's doctor.

[6:03:23 PM] Madeline (Splat): “Wait! You forgot your—“ Aaaaaand she’s gone. Well. That was certainly eventful. Lunaro chuckles to himself and hops back onto the counter, glad to know that he’ll be seeing a lot more of the ship’s new doctor.

[6:09:04 PM] NeonProdigy: Elizan makes her way with surprising rapidity down the hall to the aforementioned office, closes the cool swooshy automatic doors, locks the maglocks, opens a portable cabinet with a keycard she keeps on her person, and pulls out a bottle, nervously opening it and taking a deep gulp with it. Once she calms down a little, she sighs. "O-Okay. S-So I'm a little less asexual and a l-little more xenophillic than I thought..." She blinks and then looks at the label on the bottle. "Oh d-damn, this is the rubbing alcohol, I w-wanted the R-Red Rocket Rotgut..."