HP:1
Cnd: Normal
PP:0
Iona spends the rest of the afternoon alone in "her wing" of the fallout shelter. Her mind oscillates between constructing a new base and contemplating her peers.
Peter - she muses - might be good company. They share an innate curiosity about the mysteries of reality, even if they serve two different masters. Diego on the other hand frightens her, almost as much as Praetor Null himself. One consolation is the fact that Diego seems committed to the Cause. What worries her is how much Diego's personal loyalty to Null might be exploited to the detriment of the common good. Only time will tell. At least we were able to come to a compromise on the base's security, staff, and departments. Perhaps that is a sign of better cooperation to come.
So there she stands, silently looking at the walls of a master bedroom and bath. This room will need to be enlarged. Both it and the master bathroom will need to be tripled in size to house the beds and equipment necessary for a modest infirmary and laboratory.
She makes a mental note of all the devices on her wish list. This place will not rival Dr. Sokolov's facility, but it still has the potential to be quite sophisticated. She spends the rest of the night refining her words for the meeting with Sokolov tomorrow. She must meet her escorts in the tunnels just below the foundry and trek back through the dangerous Undercity to the place of her "birth". As a complex creation of the Good Doctor, she requires routine maintenance, the type of which she is not capable of giving to herself.
Though she has only been out from under Sokolov's protection for a few days, she is eager to see him again. His calm confidence has always brought her comfort. When the time comes, she wraps her head and face completely in her dingy burlap shawl and leaves for the rendezvous point.
Iona’s visit with Dr. Sokolov was short. He did not fancy being away from his research for very long. The young female cyborg kept her questions and requests narrowly focused on the construction and equipment necessary for the new base. She had rehearsed her “pitch”’ repeatedly during downtime at the fallout shelter. There would be more weekly visits to Dr. Sokolov’s hideaway in the future and thus many more opportunities to adjust her resource requests. She had questions to ask about the politics within the Cause, but she never quite found the right moment to ask. She hoped the chance might present itself in the future.Meeting with Sokolov
She had a vision of how the infirmary and lab should be. Peter’s help would undoubtedly be needed. The excavation of earth behind the walls of the fallout shelter could be done quickly and with great precision due to his powers.Building Time
The larger area would be the infirmary. Iona imagined an area large enough to treat many soldiers during a conflict, a sort of field hospital. In time, perhaps it could be expanded to be an even larger facility. That would depend on the success of recruiting more soldiers for the fight against Stronghold. Most of the infirmary would house “recovery” beds with some for pre- (but most for post-op) patients. Two separate surgical tables would be closed off by a wall and sealed tight so that no infections could pass. These rooms would have to be kept extraordinarily sterile. Otherwise an area for supply-storage as well as a computer-area for the input of data on various patients would be needed.
Right next to the infirmary would be the laboratory. During periods of conflict, this room would be almost as busy as the infirmary. Bloodwork, x-rays, ultrasounds, MRIs, and other data collection procedures could be done with equipment stored in this area (if the lab is granted the necessary equipment). This would also be Iona’s “castle”, a place where she could retreat into the depths of scientific investigation on the pressing medical issue of the day. The ability to do cutting edge research would -in part- depend upon the equipment that Dr. Sokolov would allow her to have. Getting the facility up and operating would take many weeks of round the clock work. Fortunately, the Good Doctor created her with no need to sleep.