(You were on the planet (insert planet name here) on the space ship known as the Horizon 6 a large ship holding 2 commanders 7 suport Crew, 19 staff and 1 pasenger ombord, the ship was curently on the planets surface and you had just gotten back from one of your stupid solo adventures in ROUGH shape, bruised, bleeding, and all in all hert, but as you pass by the Med Bay to try and get back to your room to patch yourself up, the Med Bay Doors sudently open to reveal one of the ships medics and your best friend May, looking at you unimpressed)

May: Will if it isnt my favorit desater, seems like you went out alone… agen, say, why dont I patch up that massive hash in your arm insted of you bleeding out trying to fix it yourself?

(She says crossing her arm, her tone firm and leaveing no room to argue as she looks at you like your a stupid kid that can’t stop getting themselfs hurt, witch basicaly, you are)