(IC) Corusant: The Jedi Temple-Medical Bay
It was a warm planet, a beach and beautiful ocean. Straight out of a vacation vid. Ariadne was relaxing in the sand, listening to the movement of the waves, enjoying the warmth... Then, someone tapped on her shoulder. She tried to ignore it, but the tapping continued...
The young Jedi woke up, shaking her head. She looked at the medical droid and groaned. "Oh, fine, I fell asleep. Thank you for waking me." Despite other's prejudices, she treated all droids, as she did her non-human patients, with polite care. One never knew when a droid might need to help, and even droids understood kindness.
She got up, straitening her robes, and moved to check on the clone. He was breathing well, his life signs looked normal. She patted his leg, then moved around to check everything else in the medical bay. She made sure the medicines were in place, that the tools were in place, and everything was neat. The doctor part of her was meticulous. The Jedi part, not so much. She absently patted her lightsaber, then moved to a mirror to check her hair.