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[with_my_teacup]

[Public. Really]

[A bedraggled but unharmed friar greets whoever he can reach. His sackcloth habit is torn and some is wrapped over his head to shield his pale gray eyes from the sun.]

If God is willing, we'll need no funerals today. But the storm was rough and landing not easy-- is any man or woman injured or in need? It doesn't matter to me what ship bore you here.

And who is a physiker, to minister when my poorer skills fail?

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[lastincident]

The Redeemer has her Physiker, so far, we fare well.

Feel free to threadjack...

[dalekemperor]

[...Davros is an annoying, uppity git who gets huffy when other people are doing what he thinks he should be doing.]

If our esteemed physiker is unable or unwilling to do these things, I readily volunteer to take the burden.

[Great. The resident Renaissance man.]

[Public]

[mistconduct]

[Lying in the sun and sand and struggling to both catch his breath and dry off is a young pirate from the Rage, panting]

Stuff it, preacher, you've got no business tending to my flock.

[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara is wary, at first, but as she monitors his responses, she can see his sincerity.]

We've no men of God on this ship. If my captain allows it...some of our men will be in need of last rites.