She shot him a look, unamused with what she was assuming was sarcasm.
"At the cost of being treated like something less than human. At the cost of nearly all your rights as a human being. Something never rubbed me right about it."
"Not every criminal is crafted from malice. Some are there because they ended up with a bad hand in life one way or another."
She lifted her mug to her lips to take another swig of the drink.
"Doesn't matter to me where they come from, if they're /my/ patient, I'm gonna take care of them."
"Mm. Not everyone can separate their feelings from their work, but I've managed just fine."
She glanced over at the Spartan, half scanning over him.
"I worked on a prison ship before I came here. Treated and cared for inmates in transport to different facilities."
"People can and do die, sometimes there's nothing you can do but make them comfortable as they die. Especially when at war."
She lowered the mug, her hands wrapped around there ceramic to bask in its warmth.
"Though I will say, it's been a bit more interesting here than my last place of work."
"It's not for everyone. Some people can't handle the pressure of so many lives in their hands. I learned early on that you can't save everyone."
She took another long sip from her coffee before she continued.
"I do what I can, to the best of my ability."
"Usually is. I'm on call for twenty four hours tonight though. It's easier to stay awake for the entire shift."
She lifts the mug to her lips and takes a good long swing of the coffee.
"There's no shortage of work to be done around here, after all. I like staying busy."
A coffee would be lovely, thank you.
She very much appreciates the offer and takes the mug of coffee, holding onto it like a lifeline.
It's warm, soothing and comfortable.
She's been pulling another all nighter.
When duty calls, Valerie is one that'll be there immediately.
It's not uncommon for her to stay awake for being on call.
She's still awake.
Drinking the third (?) or fourth cup of coffee.
The lot of y'all sure do be getting into interesting kinds of trouble, don't you?
It's one of the more professional ways to put it.
— My parents weren't the greatest either. Only tolerated each other for 'my sake', and when my brother was born, well, let's just say they weren't too thrilled about that.
Things were a bit rough, but I managed, despite being so young at the time.
— there's a lot of splinter factions that still attempt to carry out the path they were taking.
But as for the primary threat? Likely the Banished, a Jiralhanae led faction. Rumor has it that they even gave the Covenant trouble back during the war.
—
I've never been, it still may exist down on Earth. But I've never gotten to visit that colony. In fact, there's a handful of different colonies and planets that Humanity has managed to develop and grow on.
The Covenant fell apart back in 52,
—
— Don't worry, it's not too much an uncommon occurrence for people to over share with me
— That's how bad the war had gotten at that point in time.
Terribly sorry to hear about your brother though.
I don't have much for family either at this point, didn't get along with my in laws and I prefer being married to my work at this point anyways.
—
I suppose depending on who you speak to within the UNSC you might be able to get a contract, at least with weapons dealing.
As for the other stuff, I'm not sure the UNSC deals with that.
I'll be honest, half of the time he was deployed, I half expected to hear that he died. —
I mean, as long as there have been human beings, they've managed to find ways to get both drunk or high off of whatever they can get their hands on.
Mm. He was, at least when he was still around. Died near the end of the war.
Interesting is one way to put it.
Given that I've survived this long in my field, I would say that for being 'well adjusted', it's good enough.
And that, I have personal experience with. My husband was in the UNSC Marines.
Yeah . . That's. Hm.
Interesting, for sure.
Believe me, I am well acquainted.
Spent a decent amount of time working with inmates before I transferred over to working with Spartans.
Hm. Well. Do you suspect any kinds of inebriation ?
I suppose—.
I've seen pretty much almost everything by now.
Unless this one has a surprise.
Believe me , I have had a number of . . . Interesting patients , let's say .
No, not generally .
Looks like everyone is lively.
Good morning– No, good afternoon.
Still adjusting with the jet lag in getting here.
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