Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Medical Check-In for Caelian Weir

Posted by Cadet Caelian Weir (Engineer) in Medical Check-In for Caelian Weir

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Tandra Mika (Chief Medical Officer) in Medical Check-In for Caelian Weir
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Caelian blinked at the rebuke, nearly choked on the last of his ration. Had he gotten that turned around? He’d have to give the Challenger’s layout another once-over when he finished with his staff visits. Her smile drew a nervous chuckle. She’d been joking, good. Mika looked young to be a junior lieutenant, but it wasn’t entirely unheard of. Kendra had been younger than he when she’d reached the rank, after all.

“Yes, sir,” he nodded, deciding the best course was to play it safe. After all, first impressions were important. “I’m Caelian.”

He offered her his hand with a soft smile. “Pleasure. Where do you want me?”
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—

“Right over here will be fine,” Mika said, pointing to one of the open biobeds. Heading over there, she picked up a tricorder and PaDD. “Cadet Caelian Weir, right?” She asked, looking on the screen of the PaDD.

~ Lt JG Mika, CMO

Caelian’s smile slipped a bit when she turned, but he shrugged and let his hand drop. All business, this one, he thought to himself as he moved to the biobed.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied brightly. “And, hey, you managed not to mangle it like my ethics professor! Off to a great start already.”
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—

A nearby nurse giggled at Weir’s comment and flashed him a flirtatious grin as she handed a tricorder to the CMO. “Is there anything I should note in your record that isn’t there already?” she enquired with a slightly too friendly smile.

NE FixEmUp

Caelian smiled softly as he watched the handoff, then gave the ensign a playfully serious expression. “Starfleet’s been pretty thorough with my records, but… now that you mention it, I’ve noticed a slight tingling in my chest. Maybe something environmental?”

A little harmless flirting wouldn’t hurt anyone, he thought. He’d admitted to the chief that he needed to learn to be part of a crew now that he was aboard the Challenger, and making friends would certainly qualify. Maybe this a way to get his foot in the proverbial door.

“I suppose it could also be because I haven’t eaten more than a ration since coming aboard,” he shrugged, smiling. Caelian then nodded to the lieutenant. “I guess we’ll just have to see what the boss here comes up with.”
—Caelian Weir, Cadet—