Naetilia: Augunus' Problem
Feb 11, 2015 17:41:06 GMT -6
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TIME: THREE MONTHS AGO
PLACE: PALAVEN
“Your daughter has a dislocated arm,” Naetilia said to the child’s father as they sat in the examination area of the emergency room.
He nodded. “I was afraid it was broken,” he said.
“Your arm has popped out of its socket,” she said to the girl. “I can fix it, but it will hurt for a moment.”
The girl nodded, watching as the doctor took hold of her arm in one hand and her shoulder in the other.
“Tanea, look at me,” the father said, and the girl obeyed.
“On three,” Naetilia said. “One…”
While holding the girl’s shoulder, she wrenched the arm back, popping it back into the socket.
The girl grunted, then looked back at Naetilia. “You lied,” she said.
“Had I actually done it on ‘three’, by then you would have tensed up, making the procedure more difficult and painful,” Naetilia explained. “I will now scan it to make sure I did it correctly.”
She activated her omnitool and scanned the girl. As she suspected, the arm was back in its socket with no other associated fractures.
“There is some mild swelling in the surrounding tissue, but that’s common in injuries like this,” she said. “I’ll prescribe something for it, I’ll be right back.”
“Thank you, Doctor,” the father said as she left the examination area.
-----
“I can’t fill the prescription, Doctor,” one of the pharmacy technicians said. “There’s a block on your account. It also says you need to speak with the administrator immediately.”
“I will,” she said, and turned around to face two security guards.
“You need to come with us, Doctor,” one of them said. “The administrator wants to speak with you immediately.”
“I was just on my way there,” she said. “Lead on.”
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The guards led her into the administrator’s office. There was another turian sitting in a chair in the corner.
“Is this man your brother?” the administrator asked, pointing to the other turian.
She looked at him and nodded.
“He was caught attempting to acquire drugs from the pharmacy using a forged prescription,” the administrator said.
“Is this why a block was placed on me at the pharmacy?” she asked. “If so, I had nothing to do with it.”
The administrator showed her the prescription. The signature on it was hers.
“But that can’t be,” she said. “I never wrote up a prescription for my brother.”
“So that is not your signature?” the administrator asked.
She looked it over. “It is, but I never wrote that prescription,” she said.
“That is an untenable position, Doctor Bolanis,” he said. “Do you know why your brother would do such a thing?”
“He was injured during his military service,” she said. “He has a prescription for painkillers. I had caught him taking more than the prescribed dose, and had him enrolled in a substance abuse program.”
“We conducted a drug analysis on him,” he said. “His system shows signs of regular use of red sand.”
She said nothing.
“It would appear that you do not know your brother as well as you think, Doctor Bolanis,” he said. “Regardless, I cannot allow you to work any further at this hospital. Your employment here is terminated.”
-----
Outside the hospital, she looked at her brother. “How long have you been using red sand?” she asked.
“Those tests are wrong, I only did it once,” he protested.
“How long?” she asked.
“It was just once!” he repeated.
“Red sand is highly addictive,” she said. “From what I have heard, it is also very expensive. You would not have attempted to steal from the pharmacy unless you owed a substantial amount. So either the price is much higher than I have heard, or you have been using it for some time. Which is it?”
He looked at the ground and said nothing.
“Augunus, you need to tell me,” she said, going to him and placing a hand on his shoulder. “Otherwise this problem will only grow worse. Now, who did you get it from and how much do you owe?”
PLACE: PALAVEN
“Your daughter has a dislocated arm,” Naetilia said to the child’s father as they sat in the examination area of the emergency room.
He nodded. “I was afraid it was broken,” he said.
“Your arm has popped out of its socket,” she said to the girl. “I can fix it, but it will hurt for a moment.”
The girl nodded, watching as the doctor took hold of her arm in one hand and her shoulder in the other.
“Tanea, look at me,” the father said, and the girl obeyed.
“On three,” Naetilia said. “One…”
While holding the girl’s shoulder, she wrenched the arm back, popping it back into the socket.
The girl grunted, then looked back at Naetilia. “You lied,” she said.
“Had I actually done it on ‘three’, by then you would have tensed up, making the procedure more difficult and painful,” Naetilia explained. “I will now scan it to make sure I did it correctly.”
She activated her omnitool and scanned the girl. As she suspected, the arm was back in its socket with no other associated fractures.
“There is some mild swelling in the surrounding tissue, but that’s common in injuries like this,” she said. “I’ll prescribe something for it, I’ll be right back.”
“Thank you, Doctor,” the father said as she left the examination area.
-----
“I can’t fill the prescription, Doctor,” one of the pharmacy technicians said. “There’s a block on your account. It also says you need to speak with the administrator immediately.”
“I will,” she said, and turned around to face two security guards.
“You need to come with us, Doctor,” one of them said. “The administrator wants to speak with you immediately.”
“I was just on my way there,” she said. “Lead on.”
-----
The guards led her into the administrator’s office. There was another turian sitting in a chair in the corner.
“Is this man your brother?” the administrator asked, pointing to the other turian.
She looked at him and nodded.
“He was caught attempting to acquire drugs from the pharmacy using a forged prescription,” the administrator said.
“Is this why a block was placed on me at the pharmacy?” she asked. “If so, I had nothing to do with it.”
The administrator showed her the prescription. The signature on it was hers.
“But that can’t be,” she said. “I never wrote up a prescription for my brother.”
“So that is not your signature?” the administrator asked.
She looked it over. “It is, but I never wrote that prescription,” she said.
“That is an untenable position, Doctor Bolanis,” he said. “Do you know why your brother would do such a thing?”
“He was injured during his military service,” she said. “He has a prescription for painkillers. I had caught him taking more than the prescribed dose, and had him enrolled in a substance abuse program.”
“We conducted a drug analysis on him,” he said. “His system shows signs of regular use of red sand.”
She said nothing.
“It would appear that you do not know your brother as well as you think, Doctor Bolanis,” he said. “Regardless, I cannot allow you to work any further at this hospital. Your employment here is terminated.”
-----
Outside the hospital, she looked at her brother. “How long have you been using red sand?” she asked.
“Those tests are wrong, I only did it once,” he protested.
“How long?” she asked.
“It was just once!” he repeated.
“Red sand is highly addictive,” she said. “From what I have heard, it is also very expensive. You would not have attempted to steal from the pharmacy unless you owed a substantial amount. So either the price is much higher than I have heard, or you have been using it for some time. Which is it?”
He looked at the ground and said nothing.
“Augunus, you need to tell me,” she said, going to him and placing a hand on his shoulder. “Otherwise this problem will only grow worse. Now, who did you get it from and how much do you owe?”