Night: (between me1 and me2)-
Chakwas leaned back in her chair reading the medical journal. After a moment she shook her head and looked around, it was never completely quite here on the Mars Naval Medical Centre, but it was not a warship or a ship at all. Chakwas glanced over at the picture on her desk. Sighing she put down her journal, and picked up her latest letter, this one from Joker.
-to the crazy old lady.
I'm doing fine; you remember the job I got almost two years ago? Well some days I fell a bit like Charon, at least the dog is nice. Don't worry mom, I will watch out for its teeth.
You know that new procedure that you where telling me about? Yeah it's a bitch. But I can walk better now, no longer have to where the brace... unless I want to go dancing, then I still have to wear the brace.
-your favorite son J
p.s. if someone comes knocking, take it. Shep is Heracles.
Chakwas shook her head, she was a bit confused about a part of Joker's letter, she got that he was working for Cerberus, and did not trust them. But what was that bit about Shepard?
There was a knock on her door. Chakwas glanced at the clock. It was much too late for anyone to be visiting her. No one came to her door for emergency, they would call. Curious she got up an answered the door.
"Doctor Chakwas?" The slightly over weight man asked. When she nodded he smiled, "May I come in I have an offer for you? It will get you off planet side duty and back with some of the people you use to work with? Though I will admit, it is something of a suicide run." Chakwas looked deep at him, but all she kept thinking was the last line of Jokers letter.
"Of course please come in. I had been posting feelers, since I can retire at anytime." Chakwas let him in.
Yes, she would follow Shepard in to Hades it's self, and trust her to get them all out again. Who else would Cerberus bring back from the place they guarded?