Don’t be so dramatic. V’alura told herself, completely self aware that such a statement was rich coming from her. She made a whole career out of drama and was, in general, a very dramatic person. One would think a trip to sickbay would be simple, and decidedly not dramatic. For the past few weeks V’alura couldn’t seem to recover from what she had dubbed a stress cold spiced with the occasional dizzy spell. Nothing she couldn’t power through or handle, but the duration of her symptoms were starting to worry her. Perhaps it was time to visit sickbay for a check up. . . but V’alura put it off. There was work to be done and she’ll take it easy.

Expect it didn’t get better. She became more tired and that wasn’t the only change. V’alura took a deep breath and stepped into sickbay. She had her calm, relaxed mask in place. To everyone in sickbay she was calm and perfectly composed. On the inside was another story. V’alura was greeted by a nurse, who directed her to a near-by biobed. “A doctor will be with you shortly,” She said before leaving V’alura to tend to the other sickbay patients.

V’alura sat with her back straight and her hands in her lap. There’s nothing to worry about. A nice doctor will come along, scan her, go ‘well there’s the problem!’ and fix her up so she can go on her merry away. Right?

V’alura Belmont, A Concerned Patient