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"No!" she shouted, "I'm fine! See?!" she brought up the bottom of her shirt, careful not to let anything slip, showing her belly. "No bruises! No cuts, no hernias, no nothing. I. AM. FINE."

Lamia sighed as she heard Mizuki fighting with Munsehr again. "Maybe you should get all your precious booze somewhere safe," she suggested, "Before Mizuki tries to sink the ship again." The fishmen gulped. "Good idea," they said quickly, before running off to secure the alcohol.

(Gotta get off for the night. Good night!)

"Ah... The patient who would not follow the doctor's orders... I said complete bed rest, did I not? Let us reinforce this order. Complete..." He disappeared and a blow from nowhere knocked Turner onto Mizuki's bed, where straps covered his body very quickly, blocking all movement. "Bed-rest."

Johann's eyes closed and he spread his hands. "Ich schwöre zu erfüllen, nach meinem besten Vermögen und Urteil, dieses Bundes: Ich respektiere die hart erkämpften Errungenschaften der wissenschaftlichen jene Ärzte, in dessen Schritte, die ich gehen, und dieses Wissen gerne mit Ihnen teilen, wie es mir mit denen, die zu verfolgen sind. Ich werde beantragen, zum Nutzen der Kranken, [alle Maßnahmen, die] erforderlich sind, die Vermeidung von Doppel-Fallen der Überdosierung und therapeutischen Nihilismus. Ich will daran erinnern, dass es Kunst, Medizin sowie Wissenschaft und die Wärme, Mitgefühl und Verständnis kann der Chirurg das Messer oder der Apotheke Drogen überwiegen. Ich schäme mich nicht zu sagen "Ich weiß nicht", noch wird weiß ich nicht, in meinen Kolleginnen und Kollegen anrufen, wenn die Fähigkeiten der anderen sind erforderlich für die Verwertung eines Patienten. Ich respektiere die Privatsphäre meiner Patienten, für ihre Probleme sind mir nicht bekannt, dass die Welt wissen kann. Ganz besonders muss ich vorsichtig vorgehen in Fragen von Leben und Tod. Wenn es mir vergönnt, ein Leben zu retten, die alle durch. Es kann aber auch in meiner Macht steht, um ein Leben zu nehmen, diese riesige Verantwortung mit großer Demut und das Bewusstsein der eigenen Schwäche konfrontiert werden. Vor allem muss ich nicht spielen Gott. Ich will daran erinnern, dass ich nicht eine Fieberkurve, ein Krebsgeschwür zu behandeln, sondern ein kranker Mensch, dessen Erkrankung kann die Person, die Familie und die wirtschaftliche Stabilität zu beeinträchtigen. Meine Verantwortung beinhaltet diese Probleme, wenn ich angemessen für die Krankenpflege bin. Ich will Krankheit, wenn ich verhindern kann, denn Vorbeugen ist besser als heilen. Ich will daran erinnern, dass ich ein Mitglied der Gesellschaft bleiben, mit besonderen Verpflichtungen gegenüber allen Mitmenschen, den Sound von Geist und Körper sowie die Kranken. Wenn ich nicht gegen diesen Eid, kann ich das Leben genießen und Kunst, gewahrt werden, wobei ich lebe und mit Liebe danach erinnert. Darf ich immer so handeln, um die besten Traditionen der meinen Beruf zu erhalten und langjähriger Erfahrung kann ich die Freude der Heilung, die meine Hilfe zu suchen.

I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant:

I will respect the hard-won scientific gains of those physicians in whose steps I walk, and gladly share such knowledge as is mine with those who are to follow.

I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism.

I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's knife or the chemist's drug.

I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my colleagues when the skills of another are needed for a patient's recovery.

I will respect the privacy of my patients, for their problems are not disclosed to me that the world may know. Most especially must I tread with care in matters of life and death. If it is given me to save a life, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God.

I will remember that I do not treat a fever chart, a cancerous growth, but a sick human being, whose illness may affect the person's family and economic stability. My responsibility includes these related problems, if I am to care adequately for the sick.

I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure.

I will remember that I remain a member of society, with special obligations to all my fellow human beings, those sound of mind and body as well as the infirm.

If I do not violate this oath, may I enjoy life and art, respected while I live and remembered with affection thereafter. May I always act so as to preserve the finest traditions of my calling and may I long experience the joy of healing those who seek my help."

He closed his hands again and looked Turner in the eye.

"That is, in full, the oath that I swore to my Father and my Teachers, the men who gave me all my skills as a doctor, when I was confirmed as such. I swear to never take a life unless absolutely necessary, and to preserve it wherever possible. It says nothing about considerations for friendship. I will be as lenient as is permitted while dealing with those I am privileged to call nakama, but I will not forsake my oath, the one thing from my first life that is left now that I have betrayed the Marines forever."

Johann nodded. "Very well." He snapped his fingers and something silvery flew out of his hand, slicing through the straps holding Mizuki to the wall. "But please remember... No matter my personal feelings, i must never break that oath." He started to dissolve into dust. "It is all I have left..."

And then he was gone.

Nearly gasping with all the breath she'd been holding in...Mizuki firmly tightened the holds on her clothes, reminding herself to get Turner a good dozen kegs of beer...

Myra was walking down towards her room, unaware of the predator creeping behind her, or the madness about to ensue. She opened the door-

"YAAAAAH!"

Mizuki pounced out of nowhere, sending the two of them sprawling into the room where Mizuki kicked the door shut. Myra flapped and flailed as she was straddled on the floor of her own room.

"What the hell?!" she yelled. Mizuki started pulling at her clothes.

"Quick! I need your underwear!"

"MY WHAT?!?!" Myra shouted back, trying to push of the determined mermaid.

"I need undies before that perv Johann tries another examination. Now gimmie you selfish little-"

"WHAT?! GET YOUR OWN!"

"GIMMIE!"

"NO!" they yelled in unison, throwing something at him. Mizuki picked a nearby ceramic mug, Myra, unfortunately, a stray t-shirt. The mug crashed close to Kravinoff's head while the shirt hit him in the face with a pathetic flump. The door quickly shut as Myra all but pushed Mizuki off.

"Okay! Okay!" she exasperated, "I'll give you some but we're shopping for underwear once we get to Fishman Island ya hear?!"
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Mizuki, although unused to the undergarments Myra had provided, felt a lot safer. At least when Munsehr tried to examine her again he wouldn't end up getting an eyeful of what he shouldn't be ********..." she hissed as she stomped loudly back to her room.