Liliacia Shiori. 28 years old. Professional doctor sent with a small relief aid to the outback of Australia to help the locals from the recent Omnic War.
She had to go low-tech for this. The locals were no doubt traumatized and she didn't want to risk triggering them. Sadly, none of her oh so wonderful collegues were willing to join her.
She softly sighed and tightened her grip on the seat as the small chopper landed in a clear spot. She stepped off and looked around at the medical tent. At least it was quite large, at least big enough for a dozen or so patients.
Smiling in thanks at the pilot as he grabbed several pieces of her luggage, she grabbed one of her bags and stepped off. She inhaled deeply, frowning slightly at the dry heat that assaulted her. Blinking rapidly, she strode into the abandoned medical tent. And she promptly froze at the tall, lanky man leaning precariously on a stool with one arm missing and the other elbow-deep in the cabinet. He turned to her and blinked, grinning widely at the bag in her hand. "Sweet! Gimmie them meds, I got a fierce pain in my leg. Or, what's left of it!"
She flinched as he laughed and set her bag on a table, waving the pilot away as he eyed the dirty man. "I got this," she softly said. "I'm here to do a job and he's part of it."
The pilot nodded and shifted slightly. "I can take you back, Doctor. Nobody wants to work here for a reason."
She shook her head, tying her brown hair back into a loose bun. "I will if no one else. These people, this man, need proper help. I'll radio in if anything happens or I need anything."
He nodded and stepped away, walking back to the chopper. She softly sighed and turned to the man, jumping when she noticed him leaning close, his nose almost touching hers. She took a deep breath and stepped back, holding out her hands. "Why don't we get you in a bed and have a look at your injuries?"
He tilited his head. "Oh? Think I'm useless don't ya?! Well, I don't need your help! Roadie! C'mere! I can't let some little doc put her little evil mind control robot thingies in me! Or else my name isn't Junkrat!"
She softly squeaked when he fell back, knocking over a stool and flailing wildly. "Sir!"
She quickly stepped over and hooked her arms under his, pulling him over to a nearby cot. He grumbled as he pushed himself along with his foot and let her guide him onto the bed. She sighed as she looked around and squeaked audibly at the large, round man standing in the open tent. He breathed heavily, audible even across the room through the gas mask hiding his face.
She swallowed thickly and the man behind her perked up, grinning widely as he waved his short arm at the large man. "Roadie! Hey, buddy! This lil' sheila wants to inject her mind control robots in me!"
The large man took a deep breath and let out a deep sigh.
She shifted slightly, slowly reaching for her medical bag. "I don't have any nanotech. I brought as many medical instruments that are as low technology as possible. I plan on using my hands and my medicine and as many bandages as it takes. Now, sir, I am going to give you a proper check up and check on your injuries."
The man softly huffed, crossing his arm across his chest. "I'm fine!"
The large man suddenly stepped in, the ends of his high ponytail brushing against the stop of the tent. She stepped aside and stared at he walked over to the smaller man. She blinked in surprise when he spoke, hearing the deepest voice she'd ever heard rumble out, "Junkrat."
The other man, Junkrat, gaped up at him. "But, Roadie!"
'Roadie' merely stared at him, his breath heavy through his mask.
Junkrat groaned and flopped back, pouting up at his friend. "Fiinneee. Alright, missy, no funny business!"
Liliacia nodded, pulling over a small table to set her bag on it while Roadie stepped aside. "I'll even talk you through it."
Junkrat grinned, his mood suddenly perking up. "So! How long are ya staying? And what's ya name? Pretty sheila like you has gotta have a nice name!"
She pressed the cool stethoscope to his bare chest, biting back a giggle at his high-pitched squeak. "My name is Liliacia. My friends call me Lily."
He nodded and declared, "I'm Junkrat! And this is my pal, Roadhog!"
She nodded and wrote down his name on a fresh chart. "It's nice to meet you two."
At least her first patient seemed to be in high spirits.