Brianne was pretty proud of what she had done with the place. Considering all she had to work with was what they brought on the ships and then were willing to send down, her little clinic was in pretty good shape. Because of the necessity of her work, she had been the first to get a permanent structure. She had a couple of seperate spaces and then a lab area which was restricted. All the medications and injections were locked up in that area. There was even a small waiting room which had three chairs. Physicals were supposed to start that afternoon and continue through the week. She wasn't overly excited about keeping track of everyone's fertility, but that was an expectation and she wasn't really in a position to neglect orders. She didn't know much about Jeremy, but she hadn't gotten the feeling he would be very kind to anyone who didn't immediately do exactly as he said.
So here she was, scrubbed up with a smile on her face. Her dark hair was pulled back and off her neck and she looked all the world like she was playing doctor rather than actually being one.