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Onus
Legacy Name: Onus


The Vibrant Scootle
Owner: Thundercracker

Age: 17 years, 7 months

Born: August 28th, 2006

Adopted: 7 years, 9 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: June 5th, 2016


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Statistics


  • Level: 15
     
  • Strength: 25
     
  • Defense: 11
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 11
     
  • HP: 11/11
     
  • Intelligence: 18
     
  • Books Read: 17
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Cotton Candy Creator


The medic wrung his hands together looking at the scores of the class. He was at the very bottom. Lowest score of the entire academy.

"Tough luck Onus." His friend patted his back.

Onus grimaced and side stepped.

"Someone had to be last, sorry it was you Ony." Another friend smirked from behind. "You did faint during the obstetrician course and purged during the Autopsy."

"I KNOW!" Onus shouted louder than he intended. "Sorry....It's just I am so close to failing... but I managed to pass. Who's going to hire me with THIS score?" He waved his hand at the pathetic grade.

"You know.. I think there are scavenger ships that are hiring, they usually don't pay a whole lot."

"The Salvage Yard?" Onus looked to his now former classmate who merely nodded. "That... that actually.... I mean... there are more fractures and superficial injuries, sometime internals but those would be serious....." he muttered shivering with excitement. "I could do that.. I can do that!"

"Oof." The friend laughed getting an over enthusiastic hug. "You're welcome." he grinned at the smaller former classmate.

"Thank you." Letting go Onus rushed off, leaving his former class mates smiling after him.

***

In the run down shack of an office among the junk of a salvage yard. Out the dirty window, the large ship loomed at the edge, rocking in its moors.

“To be honest, I can’t say I am impressed.” The medical Officer grumbled annoyed sucking on his cigarette. Leaning against the battered wooden desk.

“There is never anything impressive when it comes to fresh graduates.” Agreed the Captain sitting in the peeling material chair behind the desk. “We have three applications; this one at least doesn’t have a RAP sheet that will prevent us from docking at certain ports. The other one has experience but is questionable with references. Then there’s this one.” A grunt of annoyance putting the paper down on the desk next to the other two laid out.

“Can you handle an intern over a partner?” The Captain asked seriously.

“I rather neither.” Huffed the actual medical officer.

“You need help. We can’t hire a nurse with the unions. It’s one of these or we don’t sail.” The captain stated firmly.

Looking at the three applications with bitter annoyance. “Give me the fresh graduate. I can mold them for the job at hand. Any word on the grades?”

The captain smiled. “He’s applying to a salvage yard. I am going to guess his skills are scrap.”

The Medical officer groaned at the logic. "Give this Onus a call. I'll take him on."

****

Looking up at the huge salvage ship that resembled more a loaf of bread in color and shape than a real aerodynamic vessel. Onus frowned. The rigging and cranes poking from the front and sides were more intimidating than the stacks of containers dwarfing even the huge rigs hauling them around the loading yard.

"Welcome to the Invictus. She isn't much to look at, but she's as sturdy as they come." The Captain smiled looking up at his ugly ship.

"She's big." Onus agreed.

"What are your strengths Onus?" The captain asked heading up the gangway.

"Major structural repairs sir. I can do minor internals and stabilize for transport." Onus replied honestly.

The captain nodded impressed. "What made you choose well.. us? Honestly, Salvage yards are the bottom of the barrel for any type of wage." The Captain admitted.

"I uhm.. my scores ... are not exactly up to any clinics standards.. sir." Onus muttered low.

The Captain nodded sympathetically . "And you think the salvage yard is your best option?"

"Honestly, yes sir." Onus admitted down cast.

"Well our Medical Officer is a hard ass and isn't looking forward to having a partner. If you are willing to learn and can put an IV in, Welcome aboard." The captain smiled offering his hand.

"I can do IV's and monitoring just fine, Sir." Onus beamed excitedly. "I look forward to learning." Taking the offered hand.

"That is what I want to hear, let's go meet your new boss." The Captain led the young graduate to the Invictus Medical Bay.

***

Thunderpunch


The Deity of the seas. Beware of the moods of the waves. It can change in an instant.

Starscream


No idea what this is. It's huge! It flies and when it is bored, we get divebombed for fun.

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Dashy
The creature follows the one above. This one lands and takes our cranes. They are both giant metal turkeys. Do not shoot! They shoot back. Their guns are bigger!
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