No stranger to regular examinations and checkups, as well as those grueling, painful and tiring physiotherapy sessions, Olivia would not think it that odd when she was informed that her presence was required for yet another physical examination by one of the island's suspiciously numerous Doctors. For the most part, this was all quite normal, day to day stuff for Olivia, but she supposed it did seem a little strange that she was having another appointment so soon. Then again, apparently the person in question that she was booked to see was a somewhat more specialised physician, and it seemed more than possible to her that they were going to perform some specific type of examination, though the exact specifics would fail to reach her.

Finding herself needing to go to a new part of the island she'd not visited before, though things would begin to seem a little unusual, she would nonetheless follow her instructions as to how to get to her next appointment to the letter. The building she'd eventually come to was creepy, and the insides of it seemed to offer no further comfort, and while she would find herself somewhat hesitant, both the pressure to not be absent from any of her meetings with any of her doctors, and simply trying to convince herself that she was paranoid, would have her press on. There was no secretary, or front desk, but instead she'd find herself continuing to follow the instructions that would supposedly lead her to her destination.

Just as she was beginning to think that she'd taken a wrong turn somewhere for sure, she'd soon find herself coming to a room that was clearly labelled as that of one Dr. Natsuki Saika. Knocking gingerly on the door, aware that, despite her reservations getting here, she'd actually managed to get here a few minutes early, if and when the door finally opened for her, Olivia would be comforted greatly by the very clean, professional, brightly lit and proper examination room, that was apparently, and most unfortunately, tucked away in this quite heavily contrasted, most eerily and disconcertingly designed building.

"Hello? Olivia Nightingale, I believe I've been given an appointment?"

When Olivia tried to conjure the image of a stereotypical doctor, what usually came to mind was someone... older, and male. Though she swung both ways, Olivia had to admit that finding herself coming face to face with a younger, female physician was a pleasant change for once. The woman was... beautiful, for a lack of a better word. Olivia had to assume she was older than her, but it didn't look like it. She was cute. Olivia couldn't help but find herself smiling back at her.

"Oh!"

So friendly and informal... Olivia should have disapproved...

"Yes... of course."

A part of her had enjoyed the ferry ride, but she'd also assessed the hassle related to making such a journey for a simple, regular check up. If she had to make such a trip regularly, Olivia was sure that the distance from the Campus would be inconvenient. At least with the on campus staff, she wasn't having to go quite as far. Still... she couldn't help but feel that the trip was worth it.

Gently pushing the controls of her wheelchair forward, Olivia would glide seamlessly into the room. Looking around with those digital eyes, picture conveyed directly to her, bypassing her irreparably damaged (or so see thought) cornea, Olivia would see a number of different sets of equipment, including a set of scales, a device for measuring height, a tray of tongue depressors and pen lights, and so on. The room would be large, with something, Olivia had to assume a bed, hidden behind a curtain.

"So... I understand I'm here for some sort of examination? Unfortunately, I'm not clear on the exact details."

The general examination, Olivia had been expecting. As for the Gynecology, well, she'd never had one before. Frankly, it was kind of embarassing, and especially coming out of the blue for her like that. Still, as a proper lady, she endeavoured to remain composed, albeit slightly lost for words. There would be the slightest tint of red in her cheeks, but it would settle as the Doctor gestured for her to move further into the room. Though still quite nervous, Olivia would endeavour to reassure herself, after all the woman was a professional, nothing to be embarrassed about and, in the end, after all the time she'd spent in and out of hospital, at times having nursing staff help her change and bathe, it was nothing the medical community hadn't already had the chance to see a hundred times already. Still, even with the Doctor's reassurances, she couldn't help but feel a bit of nervous weight in her stomach.

Being given leave to call her Doctor by her first name, Olivia would actually find the casual tone of the meeting quite helpful in relaxing her. She'd not been given a chance, as it were, to reply as to whether or not she could stand for some of her exams but, she supposed, if it was really an issue she could have always have interjected. As it happens, Olivia wouldn't have had any objection, and actually, she wouldn't mind stretching her legs a bit.

The next stage of the exam seemed to be an interview, at least. It gave Olivia time to adjust and prepare herself for the later parts of her physical, assuming, or at least hoping, that the look at her private parts (the particular choice of phrasing that'd come to this proper lady's mind) would be the last bit, which she would in turn wish to be a fairly quick, not too lengthy a process. An explanation as to why such an examination was necessary would actually help to reassure Olivia. Possessing a fairly scientific mind, the delve into the rational, and perfectly reasonable sounding motives behind the upcoming tests, would allow Olivia to at least be settled on the more logical aspects of such proceedings.

"Not that I'm aware."

It wouldn't sounds like an uncertain response, merely a polite and conservative one. Truth be told though, after some of the... 'things'... that Olivia had gone through on this island, she had no reason to be completely certain. If some of the things that'd happened to her had been any indicator, there'd be plenty of reason to suspect such a thing was possible. However, conscientiously keeping an eye on her own body and its patterns after such events, Olivia could say that she hadn't noticed any of the usual symptoms that came with pregnancy and actually, just as of a couple of weeks ago, her body had provided the usual red indication that would serve as the most certain sign of her current state and lack of any... childbearing.

The Doctor's latest comment would cause Olivia to blush slightly, and it'd perhaps fail to occur to her to try and think it inappropriate.

"Oh! Well... I... I su-suppose so. I can't really say that I think of myself like that..."

She'd be betrayed by the next single choice of words. Her eyesight something only granted to her through the cameras on her somewhat dramatic appearing mask, Natsuki wouldn't see her averting the gaze of her eyes, but a slight turn of Olivia's head would suggest it.

"... anymore."

The young woman would seem to rally, at least in terms of the certainty in her voice, though the direction of her gaze suggested she wasn't quite looking straight at her Doctor now.

"Though, as it happens, I've noticed that most of the island's occupants are mostly... well... young, attractive girls my age? It's probably not on my chart or anything but... that is... my interests do run... both ways... so to speak. Not that my family ever approved."

There'd be a little bit of a drop in her tone, a slight sadness there.

"So... when you talk about protection... yeah... well... Still, when it comes to the men on the island... well, I suppose..."

She'd blush slightly as one particular man came to mind.

"... I mean, there's always that one guy at the pool. You know, the pool boy... or lifeguard... I'm not sure which. I don't think I've ever seen him with his shirt on."

The impropriety of such a comment made Olivia seem to blush all the more deeply and her discussing this with another woman like this... well, it was almost like she was back home, cheekily discussing the boys at school with her maid.

"As for the other men, some of them are okay... I suppose... though..."

Her last word would seem to hang awkwardly in the air. Oddly, Olivia seemed to become nervous, fidgeting slightly as she subconsciously began to massage the fingers of one of her hands one by one.

"... Well, I'm sure you've heard some of the rumours that go around this island. It's not... I mean... It's probably best if I don't say anything on that front. After all, you'd just think me another one of these 'crazy' girls with their messed up stories..."

Olivia would blush slightly as the Doctor made the point of referring to the 'Fantastical Tales' of the Island as 'Erotic' in nature. Although she'd have found each of her own encounters somewhat... traumatic, there was a part of her that couldn't deny that they'd each been 'sexual' in one way or another. For a little while, she wasn't sure what to say. On the one hand, it seemed that she should be saying something, however both the shame tied to her experiences, and the scrutiny had to suspect she'd receive, would prevent her from coming out with such information. Instead, there'd be an uncomfortable silence, before the Doctor, thankfully, moved on.

"Oh!"

The question having caught her suddenly.

"Erm... no... nothing like that. Not that I wouldn't or anything! I'm sure if, I were to meet a guy... who was..."

It occurred to her that signs of her 'activity' thus far might be something easily discovered during her examination, and she'd find herself in that horrible conundrum. She didn't want to say that she'd had sex, with 'things' cuming inside of her, even if she were to say that they were 'people' not 'monsters', at the same time, she knew if she didn't say anything...

"I mean... erm... I do have some, in my purse but..."

She'd stutter face ever turning red.

"... well, there have been 'incidents'..."

Having come this far, she felt she needed to go all the way.

"... like... well, like those stories... you know? The ones with the Monsters?"

It would seem to be going well, all coming out into the open. However, at the last moment, in the face of possible scrutiny, Olivia would find herself spinning a little lie at the end, saying words she knew, all too well, were untrue.

"B-but, I could be mistaken though. They could have just been normal men, you know how it is... I mean, I can't see anything, you know, without this mask of mine. Being blind I... I couldn't..."

The tone of her words faltered at the end as she seemed to take a much darker turn, appearing to sink slightly in her chaiir. In this moment, Olivia seemed quite vulnerable, faultering.

"...I didn't want to... but..."

For a second it seemed as if the little blind girl was about to break down, shaking slightly. However, in a move that any psychiatrist would tell you wasn't healthy, but Olivia would certainly see as 'strong', having already gone through so much and becoming as wilful as she was now, she'd take a deep breath and fortify herself. It was all very British, stiff upper lip, carry on...

"A-anyway, it's probably good that you'll be seeing to me today. Far as I can tell, from my own tests... You see, I'm something of a scientist myself... there haven't been any adverse effects, but I'd be glad to have a second Medical opinion."

She knew, even once the words were out of her mouth, that she'd been unwise. Still, it would appear that her Doctor would, unknowingly (from Olivia's point of view) give her a way out, which she would eagerly jump upon.

"Ah... yes... that would certainly make a lot of sense."

Oliva's latest concession made whilst not looking directly at her Doctor, the inability to look her in the eye certainly betrayed her. She'd never been that good at lying. Still, if anything, at least on this front, it'd be fortunate that Natsuki wasn't a real physician, or rather, not one that was actively concerned with her well being. Kegel exercises were of course, a staple part of Olivia's routine, but the Doctor's particular choice of words would be curious. Was she...? But no, surely she'd had to have imagined it or, perhaps, she'd been poking fun at her a little bit. Either way Olivia would put it out of mind.

Having reluctantly been marked down as 'sexually active', Olivia would fail to pick up on some of the subtler signs of her Doctor's more 'keen' interests. Instead she'd found herself glancing around at the curtained off area, following Natsuki's brief gaze. Proceeding to the next part of the examination, the uncomfortableness of that situation was moved on from.

"Oh, yes... of course."

Not having too much difficulty, but a little shaky at the start, as was always the way, Olivia would nonetheless move to the scales, standing as upright as she could for the measurements. Short periods on her feet weren't too much of a strain on her, and with all the physiotherapy, she could more or less walk and stand normally... just don't ask her to try and do any cross country hikes.

A gentle supporting touch from a Doctor or member of the medical staff was nothing entirely new to Olivia, nonetheless though, physical contact with someone as young and pretty as her current physician would give cause her mind to briefly flicker to the more amorous. Giving an innocent, shy, but very genuine, little smile as she, at first, looked away, carefully, shakily removing her shoes in short order, it wouldn't be quite enough to cause Olivia to blush, and the young one would just have to hope that her reaction went by unnoticed. For the most part, it was just her usual coyness that had her hoping that her subtle, little signs of attraction went by unobserved. However, as they started the more commonplace examinations, Olivia would find herself withdrawing a bit more into herself as she turned over in her head the interactions thus far.

Whilst Olivia had practically come out with the news that she'd been sexually assaulted, one way or the other, the Doctor's reaction had been less than supportive. Having done little more than finally ticking off the box on her clipboard, making that rhetorical remark to confirm that Olivia was indeed 'sexually active', in the context, Olivia could have only interpreted that as a flat, almost passive aggressive, rebuke. Well, if Natsuki expected Olivia to think as she apparently did, that the victim of the attack was the one to blame, this Doctor could think again. Olivia wasn't some stupefied or weak willed individual who would allow that kind of assertion to stick with her. Frankly she'd have expected better from a professional, medical practitioner. She would have definately have expected that kind of reaction from her stuck up parents, but certainly not from a Doctor.

Then again, if shaming Olivia in regards to either 'sexual promiscuity', or whatever other negative trait one cooked up to explain away why some people got raped and others did not, as Olivia thought about it, there would be another element to all this she hadn't considered. Olivia had, in pretty much the first few minutes of meeting each other, put herself out there as Bisexual. Even though she'd been getting that sort of 'vibe' a good ol' hit on the 'Bi-Fi' (like gaydar but for bisexuals), it was more than possible that she'd, oh so terribly, misread the situation. Indeed, if her Doctor was much the same as Olivia's parents... inclined to show a sort of unfavourable prejudice, in that regard... Yes, that might well explain the interactions so far. That being the case, it definately wouldn't be all that favourable to show any further signs of attraction. That said, even with it being just a thought, coming to mind, with nothing definitive to back it up, the very idea of her current Doctor being one of those sorts of people would do the job of killing that mood pretty quickly.

The change in Olivia perhaps going by unnoticed, or being brushed off as merely how the girl was under the strain of having to get up and move about, Natsuki might nonetheless, if she cared about such a thing, find her latest subject growing a little more cold towards her. As curious about her own health as anyone else, Olivia would crane her neck a bit to get the results of her weighing, only getting the briefest glance at that and little else before the clipboard was whisked quickly out of sight. She'd actually lost a bit of weight which, whilst normally good news for other people, wasn't such a good thing for Olivia. It wasn't the first time she'd managed such a thing, but rather than commenting, as Olivia had expected from past experiences, her Doctor had said nothing. Since coming to Shokushu, whilst the occasional Monster attack would be distressing, it'd be the greater freedom to work and keep working on her projects, frequently becoming engrossed in what she was doing, that'd be the reason, more than anything, behind why Olivia wasn't apparently eating as much.

Given the circumstances, the sheer thoroughness of her Doctor would annoy Olivia slightly, but she wasn't to be one to say anything about it. In some ways, she just wanted this to be over and, since she'd probably have the power to do so, it'd definately occur to Olivia to request a different physician for next time, once this was done. Giving none of the usual polite, yet reserved, responses, Olivia's tense, less than relaxed, attitude would probably be most evident when it finally got to the last part of the examination. Safe to say, she hadn't exactly been looking forward to that bit, and the nervousness, as well as the discomfort, would be fairly apparent. Nonetheless, giving a small nod to at least acknowledge her Doctor's request, Olivia would slowly but reluctantly change and would be found sat, not meeting Natsuki's gaze, hands balled up into fists on her lap, on the little stool when she returned.

Since her Doctor had offered, it'd occur to Olivia to at least ask for a glass of water, partially to help settle her nerves, but also to stall for time. Moving, pulling herself up onto the edge of the cushioned exam table, she'd settle, sat normally for now, leaning back slightly, hands coming down by her sides onto the same slightly sticky, sterile, cling film like plastic covering she now found her cute, little behind situated on. Just like a dentist's chair, she'd muse, though with bare skin on the film...

"Actually, Doctor... if I could get just a little sip of something before we got started..."

Her gown and the clear sheet beneath her would rustle as she shifted slightly, Olivia's anxiousness giving her a shy, withdrawn countenance, head tucked back a bit into partially raised shoulders, her gaze difficult to determine with that mask of hers, but perhaps not as directly aimed her Doctor's way as one would usually expect from someone addressing another. Regardless, after having a bit of water, her nervousness would seem to fade and she'd be co-operative enough, leaning back in her seat as Natsuki helped her legs up into the braces. Not one to actually admit to feeling a little cold, Olivia would be more than happy to have the heated pad offered her, and would lift herself up slightly to get the thing slid underneath her, peeling her skin of the plastic covering below.

At first, Olivia wouldn't read too much into the more invasive touches that helped guide her back into her seat. Delicate fingers sliding up her calves and then finding purchase on the underside of her thighs, digits sinking slightly into her soft, smooth flesh, she'd find herself only mildly discomforted by the exact positioning of her Doctor's hands, focusing more on lifting herself up to push back further into her seat. It'd be as her other leg was being lifted up and moved into position, that the touch would find her feeling more undignified and immodest, the thin fabric of the gown being slid up slightly as she was posed, exposing her sex a little more. Though her own hands were largely focused on pressing down beneath her to maneuver her into position, she would briefly find herself, instinctively reaching down with one arm to tug a little on the hem of her gown, before consciousnessly realising the folly of such actions and returning to her attempts to slide back in the chair. The Doctor's hand was definately positioned slightly inappropriately, but she was just helping Olivia get into place, wasn't she? Well, the more embarassing thing would be having her private parts on display, but she supposed that was just how it had to be, getting an examination of this sort.

Fingers would lightly press against the small of her back as Natsuki's other hand slid further up, more in the direction of Olivia's rump, pushing up beneath her. The Doctor leaning over her now, Olivia couldn't help but blush, her lips parting slightly as she felt Natsuki's touch on her skin, just barely coming into contact with the edge of the softer flesh of her ass cheeks. It didn't help that Natsuki had also inadvertently found that spot, on her back, just beneath all the scarring, were deadness gave way to tingling sensitivity, causing her to arch her back slightly letting out a very, almost inaudible, whimper. Being gently guided back, an arm wrapped around her, Olivia couldn't help but envision the whole thing like a lover softly lowering her into bed, causing her to cast her gaze distinctly beneath Natsuki's own. Of course, this would only allow her to get a slight glimpse of her Doctor's own 'assets', not getting a perfect angle to look all the way down, but at least having the chance to see a hint of her cleavage behind that slightly swaying stethoscope, framed by some loose strands of hair. A little transfixed by this, Olivia would find herself looking for a brief while, before modesty eventually caught up with her and insisted she averted her gaze elsewhere.

Apparently quite the perfectionist, which seemed only supported by the extensive examination prior, Natsuki would seem to be a stickler for seeing Olivia in an exact position, as hands carefully saw her legs more comfortably seated in their stirrups, a few more light touches along her thing and ankles, which really seemed unnecessary at this point, causing her to tense slightly, head turning away to one side. She wouldn't be entirely sure where Natsuki was going to touch her next, but she would nonetheless try to relax as the Doctor worked her over, the more intimate touches sometimes going so far as to force the young, frail girl to tuck both her lips in, refraining from making any objections. Arms down by her side, Olivia would have to resist the urge to cross them protectively across her chest, keeping them ready to help shift or move her as was required. Once or twice, she could feel the gaze of her Doctor on her intimate parts, but that was something she was going to have to get used to.

Finally though, once more, seemingly to see that Olivia's back was firmly settled against the cushioned rest behind, Natsuki would creep a hand underneath, seemingly caressing up and down to eliminate any gap between Olivia and her chair. Despite the extensive scarring Olivia had along there, some of it surgical, some of it left over from the car accident that'd so damaged her spinal column, she would feel Natsuki's fingers tracing the lines over her back. Whilst the deadness along most of that length would prevent much in terms of sensation, it would provide the more obvious contrast when her Doctor ventured far enough down, contact with the small of Olivia's back and tailbone causing the young woman to flinch very slightly, a quick little gasp and quickening of breath accompanying. Still, despite that, the disturbing thing would be more the sensation of having Natsuki wrapped around her again and...

Olivia would find herself caught in her Doctor's gaze. Needless to say, the look she was giving Olivia would have her speechless, definately doubting any prior theories she'd formed in regards to Natsuki's personal opinions and, for that matter, sexual orientation. She would find her heart giving a little flutter and her mouth would open and shut a few times as she tried to form words. Her face would be red. Why had her Doctor sounded so cheery? And why was she giving her such a... 'enticed' look?

"Erm... y-yes, of course..."

She'd find herself stuttering again, though after a second or two, she'd be able to speak more coherantly, asking a more comprehensive question, one that seemed relevant in the circumstances.

"I... er... I assume you've done this before?"

Leaning back in her chair, pushing her head back, Olivia's hands would fly briefly to her stomach, nervously settling there for a moment before returning back down to the exam chair beneath her, resting by her sides.