In the court of public opinion she was little more than a glorified nurse, but by all rights, she was doctor - the finest in all of Bavaria.
[He pauses to nudge Engie's shoulder, directing him towards a where several framed documents are hung. Medic takes a moment to wipe the dust away from the glass panes, revealing the aged papers beneath. The writing is all in German of course, but the formatting should be familiar enough for Engie to recognize them for what they are: certificates, degrees, and awards - at least a dozen of them.]
Not wanting to let her brilliance go unrecognized, my father let her practice under his name.
[He chuckles, amused by a private joke, before deciding he may as well let this particular cat out of the bag.]
--Which was her's to begin with. You'll notice the award reads Humboldt, not Moreau.
[Yeah, his Father took his Mother's surname instead of the other way around. There was some legal trouble he had to dodge, a whole new identity he needed to forge, you know how it goes.]
B
[Woah woah WOAH.]
[HEY]
[WOAH]
[LETS MAYBE NOT WITH THE PUSH--aaand never mind it's happening.]
[Under normal circumstances it would take a lot more than a shove to knock Medic's ass over, but he hasn't slept in literal days and Engie's got really meaty arms okay. He can't be blamed for falling like a tree - but he totally can be blamed for reaching out to snag one of Engie's overall straps while he does.]
[Really, he just meant to grab onto something to keep himself from falling, but this works too.]
[If he's going down he's taking you with him fucker.]
no subject
[Medic snorts, equal parts derisive and amused.]
In the court of public opinion she was little more than a glorified nurse, but by all rights, she was doctor - the finest in all of Bavaria.
[He pauses to nudge Engie's shoulder, directing him towards a where several framed documents are hung. Medic takes a moment to wipe the dust away from the glass panes, revealing the aged papers beneath. The writing is all in German of course, but the formatting should be familiar enough for Engie to recognize them for what they are: certificates, degrees, and awards - at least a dozen of them.]
Not wanting to let her brilliance go unrecognized, my father let her practice under his name.
[He chuckles, amused by a private joke, before deciding he may as well let this particular cat out of the bag.]
--Which was her's to begin with. You'll notice the award reads Humboldt, not Moreau.
[Yeah, his Father took his Mother's surname instead of the other way around. There was some legal trouble he had to dodge, a whole new identity he needed to forge, you know how it goes.]
B
[Woah woah WOAH.]
[HEY]
[WOAH]
[LETS MAYBE NOT WITH THE PUSH--aaand never mind it's happening.]
[Under normal circumstances it would take a lot more than a shove to knock Medic's ass over, but he hasn't slept in literal days and Engie's got really meaty arms okay. He can't be blamed for falling like a tree - but he totally can be blamed for reaching out to snag one of Engie's overall straps while he does.]
[Really, he just meant to grab onto something to keep himself from falling, but this works too.]
[If he's going down he's taking you with him fucker.]