Déjà occupée à enlever un morceau de métal de la cuisse d'un soldat, Layette ne s'est pas ennuyée avec les formalités d'un salut et a tout simplement hissé, la gesticulant.
"Place sa jambe, privé." Elle a dit, en saisissant le dard de métal dans une main et une bande de synthskin dans l'autre, elle a attendu que Sif tienne la jambe en place avant de tirer le dard dans un seul mouvement. La femme a crié et Layette a pressé la peau de synthskin sur la blessure, jetant la ferraille de métal sanglante alors que la peau de synthskin a commencé à adhérer sur la blessure.
"Merci, privé Artii." Sh a dit, ne perdant pas de temps à se mettre aux pieds. Elle s'est arrêtée un moment pour faire le bilan de ses fournitures médicales. Le chaos initial avait épuisé près de la moitié d'entre eux, la plupart des gens étant soit légèrement blessés, soit au-delà de l'aide d'un kit de premiers secours. La seule chose dont elle était presque sortie était sédative.
"Je vais avoir besoin d'aller à la médibay si je dois traiter des blessures plus graves." Elle a dit.
Name: Dr. Layette C. Macintyre
Rank: Leutennant-Commander/Chief Medical Officer
Age: 32
Sex: Female
Appearance:

Height: 170cm
Weight: 64kg
Known Medical conditions: Nearsightedness.
Bio: Layette is generally considered a bit of a cold bitch at times. Not that she lacks a sense of humor, she just chooses to ignore it most of the time. She is smart and knows it and has little patience when having to explain things more than once, or dumb down her language. She adheres to her Hippocratic oath fiercely and takes great pride in her work.
How you got here: Growing up in relative poverty with four older siblings, nobody expected much from Layette. Her parents owned a small shop and like her siblings it was expected that she would simply work there as they did. She took this as a personal challenge and threw herself into her studies, taking an early interest in science and biology she quickly rose to be top of her classes, but never took much interest in making friends. She was accepted into a moderately prestigious university on a scholarship. She graduated with a majour in Medical Biology, a minor in Biochemistry and no real friends. She then attended med school and earned her doctorate before then suddenly finding herself with little more to strive for. Having proven her point, she returned home, unsure of what to do next. After some deliberation she enlisted, seeking to apply her skills where she felt they would do the most good and soon enough found herself as the CMO aboard the ESS Hanson.