Some patients were never forgotten.
Through the years, the good Doctor had met many individuals. Some would have called them the scum of the galaxy, but she knew better. She spent her time around gangsters and kings, presidents and civilians. She met with the most brilliant minds, conversed with aspiring tabloid writers, and dealt with scandals and threats, more than she could count.
And yet still, she stood.
But a good Doctor always held follow-ups of all her patients; Shane just happened to be next on the list.
He would be invited to a place he never would have expected. A duracrete bunker in Paqualis III, far from Chateau Vidalis, with a pair of blast doors the only indicating entrance. A droid guard stood at security, prepared to allow the man in when he would arrive.
"The Doctor waits for you inside."
Inside, a wide duracrete lobby greeted him. And far away, he would hear a familiar, bone-chilling sound.
The sound of blaster fire.
@Taz
Through the years, the good Doctor had met many individuals. Some would have called them the scum of the galaxy, but she knew better. She spent her time around gangsters and kings, presidents and civilians. She met with the most brilliant minds, conversed with aspiring tabloid writers, and dealt with scandals and threats, more than she could count.
And yet still, she stood.
But a good Doctor always held follow-ups of all her patients; Shane just happened to be next on the list.
He would be invited to a place he never would have expected. A duracrete bunker in Paqualis III, far from Chateau Vidalis, with a pair of blast doors the only indicating entrance. A droid guard stood at security, prepared to allow the man in when he would arrive.
"The Doctor waits for you inside."
Inside, a wide duracrete lobby greeted him. And far away, he would hear a familiar, bone-chilling sound.
The sound of blaster fire.
@Taz