Posted by Cadet Carmen Luisa Parker-Cawlyns (Doctor) in Sickbay - Cadet d’Qorvos boarding physical

Posted by Cadet Benem d’Qorvos (Security Officer) in Sickbay - Cadet d’Qorvos boarding physical

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“Thanks, Carmen,” he smiled, pleased that she preferred to bypass the formalities. It was a bit of a comfort to see a Cadet performing this duty, as it showed him they kind of responsibilities he might be getting in the next few days. Sitting down on the bio-bed as she’d asked him to do, the trill stretched his hand out towards her, some of his confidence returning now that he found himself on somewhat equal footing with someone.

“I’m Benem,” he said to her , only briefly taking a look at the equipment she was using. “You can call me Ben, though. Nice to meet you. How long have you been on the Challenger?” With a quick glance over to the bio-bed he was sitting on, he added, “Do I just sit here? Or would you like me to lay down for you?”

[ Cadet Benem d’Qorvos, Security ]

OOC: He’s unjoined. I should probably make that clearer on my bio. Thanks for asking!

“Ben.” Carmen echoed, cementing his name in her mind. “I’ve been here for just over a month. You’ll settle in quickly.”
“No, just sit please.” she said, starting her scan. After a moment, it was finished. “You look all good to go,” she said with a smile.
She sat down the tricorder, and moved to perch on a stool beside the bio-bed. She took a couple more notes on her PADD, and then looked up at her patient.
“Alright, I just have a few questions and then we’re all good to go. First, do you have any past medical conditions I should be aware of?”

-Cadet Parker-Cawlyns (Medical)

“None that I know of,” he answered. “I mean, once I was diagnosed with a pretty serious case of amazing, but I believe it’s uncurable.” Ben couldn’t help but laugh, a huge grin on his lips, “Or maybe I was diagnosed with dumb?–I get them confused,” he added quickly, crossing his green eyes for a moment to make sure it was clear he was joking. There really wasn’t much to talk about–even his medical records were clear. He’d suffered a few fractures as a kid, a sign of maybe a few too many irresponsible choices in his youth, but well and long healed by now. Scans would reveal as much, along with the usual symbiont-less Trill readings.

Tilting his head, he focused on one of her ears, catching sight of something. Was it some kind of device? For an instant he debated whether he should even bring it up but, as they said, fortune favored the bold, and Ben had plenty of bold in him. “What’s that? It looks pretty cool.”

[ Cadet Benem d’Qorvos, Security ]