The conversation from the previous night was still fresh in Brian?s mind, mostly because he had been working ever since he had left Raye and the Admiral at Star?s End. Literally, the boy had been pouring each and every bit of logistical data he had on hand, in regards to the Tactical Medical Response Unit that he had begun work on a few weeks back, much to the chagrin of his wife, who-- while very understanding and quite supportive, still did not like the fact that Brian worked as much as he did. Still she understood all too well, because she had done much of the same when she had taken the first steps in founding the ?CoS?.

So work Brian did, going through several applications and supplemental background checks (on and off world), equipment requests, response data collections and gods know what else. He decided that he would have a direct hand in dealing with this for the time being, because truth be told the unit was still in its infancy and there weren?t too many other he would trust with such a work load for the moment. Still that aside, he knew he would most assuredly have to depend on others, if this units goals were to come to fruition. Others such as Joe, Gina and Raye.

Speaking of which, it was Raye?s voice that caught Brian?s attention, somewhat snapping him awake on that couch in his office.

It took him a moment, or three to get it together as he adjusted his shirt a bit and looked for those spectacles he was so damned fond of. They were found?atop his head, actually?

So that being said and done, out of the office poked the head of the Watch Captain as he called out. ?Doc, good to see you. Gimme a sec, I?ll be right there.?

?No Mas Pantalones, muchacho!!?

Hearing that from down the hall, Brian quickly replied. ?Shut it, Ker!?

?Aye chi wha wha!?

And Brian just facepalmed with a sigh? ?Gimme a few Doc, an we?ll get you up to speed.?

He slipped back into the office, and closed the door.

?El Tengo Un Gato en mi Pantalones!?

Down the hall Kerri was once more firing off her Spanish, much to the dislike of others who just groaned.

?El perro, el perro, es mi coraz?n,

El gato, el gato, el gato no es bueno.

Cilantro es cantante, Cilantro es muy famoso,

Cilantro es el hombre con el queso del diablo!?


Snickering quite obviously at the suffering of her co-workers, Kerri continued to do what Kerri did. Since Bri was busy pretty?in himself up, Kerri took it upon herself to get everything ready in the meeting room, so they could get Raye?s ball rollin? like a boss. So back and forth she went, up an down the hall way as she toted things back and forth. Some rolled up maps, a box of dossiers, schematics for the gear they currently had and some of what they were working with Joe the Mechanic on. There was also a vintage speak n? spell, and what may have very well been an 8 Track tape player, but the jury was still out on that one.

Anywhoo!

Kerri wrapped everything up and made her way back to the Lobby, ?Yo, Doc you still here??

Seeing Raye there, Kerri purred off a fangy grin. ?Bri?s in there getting? his hair did or somethin?, so I?m gonna take ya back to the room where the magic happens and we can get this picnic started. Oh yeah, an two things, Doc. ?How strong do you take your coffee, an are you a vegetarian??

Emerald orbs remained on the Doctor, ?Pop Quiz Doc, whatcha got??

?Hey Bri, she's a meat eater, so can we keep her?!?

!?

?An she shoots stuff too, now I wanna keep her!?

Kerri twirled a bit, and waved her arm like a showcase game girl host, ?An here we are Doc, gave a gander at what we got here and Bri'll be here in a sec. You need anything you lemme know, kay??

An like that, Kerri was gone. *Poof!*

?Jes like Batman! Wha hahaha!?, the words were heard down the hallway.

Now as to those materials, Raye would find several dossiers spread about the table. Also present were blueprints, some were for an existing station house and the other, for a new one. She's also see vehicle schematics, some were dated older and some were marked 'TBR'- To be released. She's also see some older case files of the medical nature, a few of which required tactical interventions, some of which didn't go as well as they could have.

There were also equipment specs, alone with tactical contingency plans pertaining to the Mutual Aid Pact, the 27th had with the City of Rhy'Din.

Seeing Kerri head on down the hall, Brian made his way towards the conference room. His eyes caught sight of Raye as she began to peruse some of the documents, so he paused just inside the door way, letting the Doctor have at it, so to speak. Nodding to himself a bit, he liked what he saw when it came to the ?Doc? and her cut. A brow somewhat raised, as he noted the file she was paying particular attention to. As she finished her writing, he moved into the room.

?She is?unfortunately one of the very reasons these divisions were formed, Raye. You know something? I?m one of those like yourself that don?t do well at all, when it comes to magickal healings. An that?s a lot of what I want to work on?a collective data base with little factoids like magical intolerance, allergies and things of that nature. I think it would best help us in the long run, not to mention a lot of the local medical centers as well. I also know that you personally have some stake in that as do I, in the fact that we?ve both been adversely effected by rash healings? People meant well, but it didn?t do so good for us, and I know we?re not the only ones. But that?s just one of the reasons I wanted you on board.?

Pausing next to her, Brian offered a nod. ?So you see some of what we have so far, Doc. I know you already have ideas in that head of yours, so I look forward to working on them.?

Stealing a glance to the file on Renna?s incident Brian added, ?For the record?Renna is also one of the reasons, I am even here today. Especially after losing my own hand, and part of my leg. She and someone else, worked very hard to put humpty back together. Least that?s what Kerri says. When she?s good, she as good as they can get?when she?s bad? I?ve only seen my wife as anyone that even comes close, when she?s pissed. No excuses for Ren, Doc. We?re not all saints, none of us ever were, I imagine.

Pausing a bit, he continued.

?That aside, the field is always changing Doc? I aim for us to try to be ahead of the curve as possible, as impossible as that sounds. For that?we need you, and we need others.?

Taking everything Raye had said, Brian nodded with a smile. "I like it Raye, I like it a lot. We have smaller vehicles in the works, I'd like you to come with me and meet Joe Shadetree, he's gonna handle the work on the new med vehicles. I'd really like you to specify to him exactly what we are going to need, and also the bikes. I think those will work out nicely."

Brian went quiet once more, letting her continue.

?The files I have on current members are in that stack there to your right, Raye. Next to that are the parties I am considering for the Tactical division, so far.?

Moving closer to the table, Brian tapped on a 3rd stack of files. ?These are people I am rather interested in, be it full time or even an ?on call? type of deal. An these over here, this small stack---these are the ones we lost, that I still keep in contact with. I did talk with Serah Farron, but given her current status, it's better that I did not extend the offer. So you can disregard her file, for the moment.

His eyes shifted to Raye once more, ?I?ll never turn down a good hand or two, Raye. Especially, if they have some good ears an hands to boot. So bring ?em on in, and let?s see what we got.?