35. [BLEEP]

[BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP]

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[SOUND: Bleep, incessant] 

[SEC: questioning ping, typing on screen, questioning ping]

[SOUND: Door opens, CALYXY footsteps as she enters, bleep buttons] 


CALYXY 

[Sigh] Where is she? 


[SEC: typing on screen, affirmative ping] 

[SOUND: Bleep buttons] 


Can you call this number, please?


[SEC: affirmative ping] 


DOOTHGRUND

[Speaking in another language, a low rumble with lots of repeated sounds] 


CALYXY

Oh! No, sorry! Can you - Could you repeat that in quotidian please? 


DOOTHGRUND

[More incomprehensible speech] 


CALYXY

Or turn your translator on? Turn your translator on! 


Sec, please can you - ? 


[SEC: affirmative ping, file open] 


DOOTHGRUND

[Ongoing doothgrund language in the background] 

Droothluck, medic speaking.


CALYXY

Calyxy, nurse at the Vesta Clinic, I’m returning your bleep about the Adrilaen, how can we help? 


DOOTHGRUND

Patient come to me, fresh from change cocoon. Three day fresh. 


CALYXY

Yes?


DOOTHGRUND

Try to take form of Doothgrund. Big. Strong. Good crew member, yes? 


CALYXY

Yes. 


DOOTHGRUND 

NO! Tried to hide tiny calibuman hands in big doothgrund gloves!  No good for ship equipment. Captain very not happy. 


CALYXY

I see. We have an Adrilaen doctor here who would be happy to take a look at her. How far away are you? 


DOOTHGRUND

Too late. Bleep too many time and no answer. We take her back to Pasiphae. Captain very not happy. 


CALYXY

Oh, well. I’m sorry to hear that. Please do get back in touch if you need any further assistance. 


DOOTHGRUND

Good bye. 


[SOUND: call ended,  door opening, FAYE enters, door closing] 


FAYE

Everything alright?


CALYXY

You’re lucky I caught you without your bleep and not Dr Adra. 


FAYE

I consider myself blessed to have you every day, Calyxy, so . . . 


CALYXY

Do some work, please. 


[SOUND: scene transition] 


[SOUND: bleep, bleep buttons] 

[SEC: questioning ping] 


FAYE

Ooh, a throptrix. I hope it’s not an eye problem!


[SEC: typing on screen, questioning ping]


Because they have, like, sixty eyes and six thousand things that can be wrong with them. 


[SOUND: bleep buttons, outgoing comms call, answered]



MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Hi - is this one of the doctors? 


FAYE

Yeah, speaking, how can I help? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

Um, hi, I’m calling from the ship My’win’yun. We’re out by Itokawa and you’re the nearest interspecies clinic we could contact . . . sorry. 


FAYE

That’s okay. You’ve got a sick crew member we need to see? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

No, not really. Maybe. I was hoping just for some advice? 


FAYE

Okay. Sure. Just, um, what’s your role on the ship? You’re the medic? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

Yeah - one of them. The senior clinician is back in cryo. I don’t have the most experience with throptrix, sorry . . . 


FAYE

Yeah, understandable. Do you wanna tell me the story? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Sure. So one of our pilots is a throptrix, um, I don’t know if you need her details but her name is Yl’unh Mge’t’r [ill-oon m-gay-t-rr]. We picked her up from Haumea, and she’s due to be flying us back to the Kuiper Belt after our last extraction tomorrow. Um, but she came to see me this morning. She’s having some problems with her vision and she’s - 


[SEC: typing on screen] 


FAYE

[Quietly, laugh, cut-off swear] Shush. 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Sorry? 


FAYE

Oh, no! Sorry! A colleague just - distracted me. Please, go on. 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Oh, right. It’s just, she’s worried that it might affect her ability to fly us home safely. 


FAYE

Okay. What problems is she having specifically? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

She’s describing some fuzziness and some pain in several eyes. It’s worse at the end of the shift. No flashing or floaters. She gets a sensation of pressure in her middle, behind her eyes, sometimes. 


FAYE

Has she been sick? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

Uh, no. 


FAYE

And has she lost vision at any point? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

She doesn’t think so, no. 


FAYE

And this is a brand new problem? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

She said it’s been getting worse for the last few tendays. 


FAYE

Okay. Did you examine her? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Yeah! Her eyes look okay. 


[SEC: questioning ping,  typing on screen] 


FAYE

Um, what do you mean by that? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

I couldn’t see anything when I looked at them, they’re all green, no discharge or anything. 


FAYE

Okay. Fine. I’m going to send you a virtual pack of throptrix assessment aids, for visual acuity and colour discrimination. If you have a fundoscope on board, it’d be good to look into each eye and check the retinas. I appreciate that throptrix eyes are daunting to examine, there’s a chart in the pack to help make sure you don’t miss any. 


The most likely thing to be wrong here is a refractive error, which you might find on assessment. But the eye pain is bothering me. If it’s eye strain then that’s different, but true eye pain with reduced visual acuity needs a tonometry assessment. If you’ve assessed her and you’re still not sure, there’s a good optician on Europa who sees throptrix. I can send you xyr details too. 


Does that make sense? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Yeah, yeah, it does, thank you. 


FAYE

Uh. Oh! I don’t know if your ship has it, but in some models, you can adjust the convexity of the screens to adjust for refractive error. 

Just be sure to check the travel guidance, she might still be able to fly legally if her acuity is satisfactory and she takes regular breaks to rest her eyes. 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Alright. 


FAYE

Okay? 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR 

Yep, yeah. Thank you. 


FAYE

No problem. And, obviously, you can call us back if you’re unsure of anything. 


MY'WIN'YUN DOCTOR

Thanks so much. 


FAYE

Thanks, bye! 


[SOUND: comms call over] 

[SEC: file open, file sent] 


Thank you. That wasn’t so bad, was it? 


[SEC: typing on screen, questioning ping] 


Nice, thanks. Let me tell you about this patient Xael’s got in with her. Fe’s got this rash . . . 


[SOUND: scene transition] 


[SOUND: Bleep, bleep buttons] 


FAYE

Another one! 


[SEC: affirmative ping] 

[SOUND: outgoing comms call, connected] 


YTHANGROSK

Ythangrosk, C unit medical officer.


FAYE

Hi, it’s Faye, Vesta Clinic. I’m returning a bleep. 


YTHANGROSK 

Thank you, Dr Faye. I was hoping to speak to someone who can help us with a patient on our base. 


FAYE

I’ll try my best! Who are we talking about? 


YTHANGROSK

Goothgrandgrask, Base ID 43642. They are mixed species. 


FAYE

Oh? 


YTHANGROSK

One progenitor was ceresaur, the other was doothgrund. 


FAYE

Okay.


[SEC: questioning ping, typing on screen] 


[Quick, amused breath] 


YTHANGROSK 

They have relocated to Ceres a few months ago and have been noticing some issues with their feathers. 


FAYE

Is that - ? Parietal feathers? 


YTHANGROSK

They have feathers . . . everywhere. 


FAYE

Okay. I can see how that might be beyond your usual area of expertise. 


YTHANGROSK

Quite. 


FAYE

What issues have they noticed? 


YTHANGROSK

The patient had blue feathers - [Interrupted] 


[Hiss, they are a little irked] Apologies, the patient would like me to inform you that the feathers were a deep, gorgeous blue. 


FAYE

Uh, noted? 


YTHANGROSK

They have been this way since maturity but they have noticed areas of pink last week - [interrupted] - pink does not match any of their outfits, I am told [hiss]. Then, yesterday, they turned brown. 


Goothgrandgrask is finding this . . . distressssing. 


FAYE

I’m sure they are. Are any feathers falling out? 


YTHANGROSK

No. 


FAYE

And is it all feathers, or just some? 


YTHANGROSK

Patches, at a time. 


FAYE

Hm. How have they found the move? 


YTHANGROSK

. . . Excuse me. I will confer. 


[SOUND: beep as call muted, door, footsteps as XAELEST enters, door closing] 


XAELEST

You’re on a call? 



FAYE

Ceresaur-doothgrund mixed species being with colour changing feathers since they moved back to Ceres. I’m wondering if it’s some kind of biopsychosocial adaptation to the stress of moving?


Sec, we are muted, right? 


[SEC: affirmative ping]


 I get the impression that they’re a little highly strung and the community isn’t as welcoming as they’d hoped. 


XAELEST

They moved recently? 



YTHANGROSK

Excuse me, doctor? 


FAYE

Hi, yeah? 


YTHANGROSK

The move has been very stressful. Goothgrandgrask’s accommodation was not as advertised and they miss home. 


XAELEST

[Butting in] Have they painted the new accommodation? 


YTHANGROSK

Excuse me? 


FAYE

Sorry, this is Dr Adra - 


XAELEST

Have they painted the walls? 


YTHANGROSK

[Pause] Yes. 


XAELEST

What colours have they painted the walls?


YTHANGROSK

[Pause] I appear to have wasted your time. My apologies. 


FAYE

It’s okay! If they need to speak to - 


[SOUND: call ended] 


Oh. 


[SEC: typing on screen]


Oh, it all goes on. Doothgrund, ceresaur, why not? 


[SEC: typing on screen, questioning ping]


[Laugh] Dr Adra’s arms are a vivid green, which is how I should have know I was on the wrong track. 


XAELEST

That’s getting old. 


FAYE

He’s right though. 


XAELEST

I’m going to start wearing long sleeves and gloves.


FAYE

Aw, don’t do that. 


XAELEST

If I take the bleep, please can you see the vomiting human who’s about to dock? 


[SEC: negative ping, negative ping] 


I’m not asking you. 


FAYE

Ugh, fine. Seeing as you just saved me and that ceresaur some extreme medical embarrassment. 


[SOUND: chair] 


XAELEST

I spoke to Asmaada. By the way. 


FAYE

Oh?


XAELEST

Well, I wrote her a letter. Brief. Professional. 


FAYE

That’s you. 

I’m sure she’ll be happy to read it. 


XAELEST

Hm. 


Pass me that. 


FAYE

Yes, boss. 


[SOUND: bleep hot-potatoed, footsteps, door] 


XAELEST

Call me if you need me. 


[SOUND: scene transition] 


INT. XAELEST’s Clinic room. 


[SOUND: bleep, buttons] 


Computer. Call Calyxy. 


COMPUTER

Calling C L’Torra


[SOUND: outgoing call, connected] 


Calyxy? Is everything okay? 


CALYXY

I’ve just had a strange message from an approaching vessel. I’m going to patch you through. [Annoyed] He’s a crawl-in. 


XAELEST

Okay? 


[SOUND: call connected] 


The Vesta Clinic, Dr Adra speaking. 


ALN 

Dr Adra! Just the very person I was hoping to see. 


XAELEST

Do I know you? 


ALN

Not yet! 


My name is Aln! I’m a trundle from what you would know as Kepler-186f. We call our home planet Gandrian, as in Gandrian-twinned-with-Earth since we both consist of more water than land. 


Go the wet stuff! 


It’s funny talking to someone from a species that evolved out of water to land. Our lot started on land and decided water was the way forward. 


XAELEST

Aln? 


ALN 

Trundles get a bit of grief on Gandrian, on account of being bottom feeders. You know? “What’s the difference between a Trundle and a lawyer? One’s a slimy bottom feeder and the other is a trundle!” 


[Expansive laughter at own joke] 


XAELEST

How did you get this number, Aln? 


ALN

At least we have the advantage of being very well adapted to working in almost pitch dark. We can single-handedly trundle a dark ship on ultra-low energy without even blinking an eye. Figuratively AND literally. 


And here’s my problem, Dr Adra. I was on a break from pilot’s duty and just glanced - really, it was the tiniest peek - through an unfiltered viewing screen and I think I suffered from some kind of lens flare. I can still see in the dark, but this blind spot is really weeding me out. 


Is there anything you can do to help out? I’m trying to keep this just between us. I don’t need to be retired just yet, there are mouths to feed back home, if you get me. 


Wink


XAELEST

[Opens her mouth, gobsmacked breath of disbelief] 


ALN

Are you there, Dr Adra? 


XAELEST

Yes. [More sure] Yes. 

So . . . you’re the patient? 


ALN

Absolutely, I am. 


XAELEST

Aln, if it’s just a lens flare, you don’t need a physical review, just some extra-ocular light therapy to reset the retina. 


ALN

What’s this now? 


XAELEST

Stick a torch in your ears for an hour. You’ll be fine. 


ALN

Can’t you do it? 


XAELEST

You don’t need me to do it. You can do it. 


ALN

Ah. I’d rather you did it. 

[Pause] Also, I have a rather embarrassing chafing in the nether regions, any chance of some ointment to put that to rights? 


XAELEST

[Sigh] I’ll . . . take a look at that for you. 


ALN

Marvellous! I’ll be docking shortly. 


[SOUND: call ended] 


XAELEST

[Sigh] I should have taken the vomiter. 


[SOUND: scene transition]

 

[SOUND: lab ambience] 


DAKARAI 

Hi, gorgeous. 


XAELEST

Rai, please can you hold the bleep for half an hour? 


DAKARAI

Me?! What about Faye? 


XAELEST

I need to take her with me as a chaperone. Calyxy says she’s seen enough trundle ‘nether regions’ to last her a lifetime. 


DAKARAI

[Disgusted noise] Now, that’s a mental image I’m not sure I needed.  


XAELEST

If it’s an urgent call just tell them to come in. If not, take their details and we’ll call them back.


DAKARAI 

Fine. But if it makes me jump and I spill some of this solution, I’m blaming you. 


[SOUND: bleep handed over] 


XAELEST

Thank you. We won’t be long. 


[SOUND: footsteps] 


Call me if you need me! 


[SOUND: door]  


DAKARAI 

[Shouting after her] How?! You’ve left your bleep behind! 


[SOUND: bleep] 


Already?! 


[SOUND: bleep buttons, typing, outgoing call, connected] 


DOC ROSE

Doc Rose, Bennu Practice. 


DAKARAI

Hiiii, my name’s Dakarai Solari. I’m returning a bleep from The Vesta Clinic. Both our clinicians are busy at the moment, but I’m happy to take a referral and they’ll get back to you as soon as they can. 


DOC ROSE

So you’re not a doctor? 


DAKARAI

Uh, I am a medical doctor. I have a research role at the clinic.


DOC ROSE

Oh. Cool. Well, hi, Dr Solari. Do you know much about tartdigrades? 


DAKARAI 

Oh, tardigrades? Big or little? 


DOC ROSE

Big.  


DAKARAI

I do. Tell me more. I’m going to take some notes while you talk, okay? 


DOC ROSE

Sure thing, Doc. 


[SOUND: typing] 


We’ve got a whole group of them staying with us on Bennu. It’s a small town out here, pretty much just us humans. When we get guests, word gets round. Turns out they’re all buddies with the teacher’s kid, Hamaya [ham-eye-ah]. Now, [a hint of pride] she studies on the Moon. 


DAKARAI

Which moon? 


DOC ROSE

The Moon. The original and still the best, as far as I’m concerned. 


DAKARAI

I’m Martian. So . . .  


DOC ROSE 

I won’t hold that against you, son. 


[Aside] PHOEBE, WHAT? AGAIN? You tell Michael to stop licking ore and he’ll stop seeing faces in the stars. 


[Back to the call] Sorry, I got one of my regulars in the waiting room. 


DAKARAI

No worries. What’s the tardigrade’s problem?


DOC ROSE

Well, Hamaya, she’s got these friends from the Moon. Big bastards. I ain’t never seen nothing like them. Friendly, though, and they came to the bar last night because they’re leaving today. I don’t know if they’ve got eyes, but they sure can play rackhole pretty damn well. 


DAKARAI 

And what’s the medical issue? 


DOC ROSE

Well, today, Hamaya comes hooting into my waiting room. They’re trying to get back in cryo, to go back to the Moon - the Moon - and one of her friends, it can’t get to sleep. It’s curling up alright, just like the rest of them, but the freezer ain’t working. 


DAKARAI 

Hm . . .  


DOC ROSE

I checked them over, suggested we try a different freezer. But it ain’t that. I woulda checked them over more thorough-like, but I didn’t know where to start. 


[ASIDE] PHOEBE, DARLIN’, I’M TRYNA GET THIS FANCY MAN TO TELL ME HOW TO FIX HAMAYA’S LITTLE BUDDY. What? You know, Phoebe, if Greg really didn’t wanna trouble me, he’d stop accidentally chopping his finger off! 


DAKARAI 

Sounds like you have somewhere to be. 


DOC ROSE

Yeah, no kidding. What do you think about that tartdigrade? 


DAKARAI

Why don’t you call us back when you’re less busy? 


DOC ROSE

Can do, Doc. 


DAKARAI 

Um - the only thing I was thinking - did they drink alcohol? 


DOC ROSE

Did they?! [Laugh] They nearly cleaned Nikita out of her spirits! 


DAKARAI 

I’m just thinking, Alcohol has a lower freezing point. They might need to drink some water and wait out the intoxication before they’ll freeze properly for cryo. 


DOC ROSE

Goddamn, Doc. 


DAKARAI

Just a thought. 


DOC ROSE

Huh. Hungover kids. 


DAKARAI 

Not just a human thing. 


DOC ROSE 

Cheers, Doc. I’ll give you a call if that doesn’t work. 


DAKARAI 

No worries - 


DOC ROSE

MICHAEL, PUT DOWN THAT ROCK! 


[SOUND: comms call ended]


[SOUND: scene transition] 


[SOUND: door, footsteps x2, lab ambience] 


DAKARAI

Don’t talk to me. I’m pipetting. 


XAELEST

Stop pipetting. 


FAYE

It’s bad luck to come between a scientist and their pipettes, Xael. 


DAKARAI 

Done! How was it? 


XAELEST

Ugh. The less said, the better. 


FAYE

I’ll demonstrate.


DAKARAI 

[Disgusted noises] 


XAELEST

It wasn’t that bad. 


FAYE

You were standing there with a light in his ear! Laughing at me. 


XAELEST 

I wasn’t laughing at you.


Did anyone bleep? 


DAKARAI

Just one. About a drunk tardigrade. They might call back later. 


XAELEST

Big or little? 


[SOUND: bleep] 


DAKARAI

Big. 


[SOUND: alarm] 


[Shocked] Thaumasia’s testicles. 


FAYE

Is that - ? Actually?


XAELEST

Yes. 

NOSL11’s coming. 


[MUSIC: The Vesta Clinic Theme] 


This episode of the Vesta Clinic was created by AMC. It starred AMC, Kamen Cooley-Greene, Christopher Stoops, Ruby Campbell and Sec as himself. Music by AMC and Ruby Campbell. 

 

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CHRIS

She’s got these friends from the Moon . . . big bastards. [They scream laughing] 

Content warnings: Sexually suggestive patient pushing boundaries; reference to vomiting; hallucinations; reference to traumatic amputation of finger; reference to alcohol consumption


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