07-21-2013, 12:00 PM
Alvin, for the most part, had acted healthy; though the increased hours of sleeping were definitely a bother, and to top that off, Ishmael had found her sleeping in various rooms as though she'd simply tipped over. After putting her in the med bay, Ishmael started looking for Liam.
Robin began another medical evaluation of the captain while she slept, and again, was nonplussed: None of the symptoms properly matched anything in her database. She ticked through her files a moment, finding different threads to follow, and could only come to a conclusion that worried her. If it wasn't cancer, it could only be genetic; perhaps caused by the radiation her grandmother was exposed to and later her own mother, and possibly exacerbated by the childhood polio. Without actual data on her mother's side of the family, Robin couldn't say for sure, but it was the most likely cause.
Robin sat down in a chair next to Alvin and observed her brain waves, idly counting the peaks and valleys as a way to reset her sensors and settle down whatever it was that set her servos running. She was also waiting for Liam to arrive, as he undoubtedly would.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?