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It was early in the morning ship time, and the only signs of life were the night shift occasionally walking across the hallways getting from one location to the next. This time of day was Rachel Grey’s favourite, it was the only true quiet time afforded to the ship’s Medical Officer. Although there were fewer than sixty people on board the ship it still felt crowded to her, which admittedly she did enjoy, but quiet was necessary to balance out the hectic life aboard a Starfleet Vessel.

As Rachel entered the ship’s gym, she could hear Chef preparing the morning meal. She’d gained some kinship with the ship Galley Chief, the Chef enjoyed the challenge of cooking for a Vegetarian with almost no inhibition in what constitutes vegetables. She’d spent much of her trip on the Sojourner being a guinea pig for different dishes especially those with alien flora. She shook her head in amusement at the thought as she entered the empty gym and hopped onto the treadmill. Her Starfleet-issue exercise clothing was surprisingly comfortable which was, she thought to herself, important as exercise was one of the few group pastimes available to the crew.

She grabbed the small headphones from the pocket of her unzipped hoodie, the hoodie she tossed over to the side next to the exercise towel and water bottle, and placed the electronic device into her ears. She used the gesture command to start the recording she’d prepared for this morning’s exercise, an artificial reading of a series of Medical Journals she’d picked up the last time they were on Earth she hadn’t been able to get through. She hit the treadmill panel to increase the incline and set the pace at a brisk walk.

Rachel Grey

Some time would pass into Dr. Grey’s work out before Jack entered the Gym. He wasn’t a comfortable Gym user, but he still made the effort. He believed it was important to try and look after the physical self aboard a Starship. Plus, he thought he ought to lead by example, a Doctor ought to be healthy, right?
He wasn’t expecting to find the CMO in the Gym at this hour. It had been his intention to go early in the morning to avoid people and the awkward conversations that usually come with them. But, nevertheless, he was here now so he may as well get on with it. He thought it best not to disturb Doctor Grey, especially as she had her earphones in. Jack wasn’t all that clued in with Gym etiquette, but he knew better than to disturb people listening to something.
He made his way onto a Treadmill and set the pace to a light jog. He chose to forgo listening to music and chose instead to pay close attention to his breath as he jogged along.

Ensign Jack Fletcher
Medical Officer

After finishing her warm-up Rachel made her way to the free weights, she grabbed a pair of the square magnetic dumbells and set them to what she considered her medium-weight, sat down and began a simple incline press for chest, once she finished her first set she seemed to realise that she wasn’t alone. As she took her momentary rest she removed the headphones from her ears and attached them to her exercise top with a magnetic click “Good morning Ensign” She said to her subordinate with her characteristic Chesire smile “Haven’t seen you down here before”

Dr. Grey - CMO

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“No Ma’am, I’ve only been down here a couple of times. I tried to work out quite regularly back on earth, but I’ve fallen out of the habit, so I figured now was the time to start trying to take care of myself a little”

Ensign Jack Fletcher
Medical Officer

Another figure darkened the door of the gym. This time it was a thin woman of midland height (@5‘6”) with striking silver hair and sharp features. The oddity perhaps was that she was using a thin metal cane. Pausing at the door she looked - almost inspected - the two there. “Ah, I was told I might find you here,” she said. Her voice had a ‘librarian’ tone to it. All that was missing was the glasses. She wore a light blue track suit and ‘sensible’ sneakers. “I’m new with your group. Just shipped in. My name is Misty. Officially Misty Glass Havens. Given the nature of the name I prefer just being called M.” She paused. “You would be Ensign Fletcher and you, LT Grey.” There had been a roster notation of a NLtjg shipping aboard before launch. Nodding to each one, she said, “May I join you?”
- NL Misty Havens

“Please, by all means” Jack said politely, his exhaustion from his workout beginning to show.

Ensign Jack Fletcher
Medical Officer

Misty gave out a little harumph at Jack’s labored response. It was polite. He was a good boy by the sound of it. She settled on the edge of a bench and began a slow but precise run of stretches. It was noted that she was very careful and seemed to have no inclination to overdo anything. “When I was young I overheard a doctor say to a patient that he, the patient, needed to do something that made him puff. I would say that you are succeeding.” She paused to focus on her upper body stretches. “Is this a kind of team building event with only the medical group together here?”
- NL Misty Havens

OOC: Bump .. Gene

Jack turned the speed down on his Tredmill before he answered the question. “Not quite” Jack chuckled. “I’ve been meaning to get back in gym for some time now, so I’ve guilt-talked myself down here and the good Doctor just happened to be here when I arrived.” Jack smiled.

Ensign Jack Fletcher
Medical Officer

A thin brow rose giving Jack perhaps the impression of a librarian looking down at him over an overdue book. “Whatever works,” she said after a moment. She looked at Jack and at Dr Grey. “There aren’t many of us on board a ship this small. Us three. An equal number who are general corpsmen and support. I wonder if it would be an idea to have a kind of team fitness challenge. Our department meeting regularly to exercise to give the others impetus to do the same. Then we can do regular check ups to award the department who has improved the most. What do you all think?” She did a slow lean and twist in a stretch as though she were concerned with overdoing it.

Rachel cocked her head at the junior medic “It’d be a decent Idea, just make certain to keep a close eye on Pilot Laursen, she has bad luck in regards to safe training” Her expression seemed both fond and distracted as if thinking of twelve different things. As they spoke she returned to lifting her weights.

Misty paused a moment and her gaze went sharp in her focus. “I remember seeing her. I think she sits too much. Needs to move more. Stretch more. Pilot’s job is too sedentary. We’re crossing space for goodness sake, not doing an obstacle course.” She nodded as though to herself then continued, “You’re right doctor. Everything should be worked from the baseline examinations we have on record. We want an evolution, not a revolution in health.”

When she leaned back up she asked, “What are your specialties?”
- NL Misty Havens, Medical

The Sojourners Cihef medical officer snorted at the question “General Surgery, Xenobiology, and I trained with a MACO unit for a few years for Combat Casualty Care as a medic.” She answered in between pumps.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“I’m impressed,” Misty said. “Combat medic. My condition doesn’t allow me to be quite so active. But I have my own battles. General psychology, dentistry, GP light. How about you?” she asked Jack as she stood, moving up to a bowflex like unit and sat, taking deep breaths before working her arms with overhead pulls. The others would note that she took care in what she did. There was nothing excessive on her motions almost like she was taking care not to strain herself.
- NL Misty Havens

OOC: Steve .. I didn’t see any specialty on your bio and don’t want to step on any medical toes here. If you had envisioned any of the above that Misty mentioned just mark that in and I’ll edit mine. She’s a NE as it were so do not want to steal any thunder or anything you had envisioned for Jack. .. Gene
OOC: Pasting Steve’s post in here ..
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“I’d be up for a fitness challenge!” Jack agreed enthusiastically. “It would definitely give me the impetus to get myself fitter and stay that way”

Ensign Jack Fletcher
Medical Officer

Rachel openly stared at the woman doing her exercises, she had an interested glint in her eyes “I think the Armory staff have team exercises on occasion, they’d be a good basis for any future regiments”

Dr. Grey - CMO

Misty pulled the bar down to the back of her shoulders and held it there. Rachel could tell the woman was mentally doing a count as she did so. “Are you saying, Doctor, that we should be in attendance to .. assess them?” Her lips curled up into a small smile then she let the bar raise slowly, carefully letting the weight come to rest.

Rachel nodded “Yes that could be useful, I’m used to Tier one training which doesn’t really suit this idea” She said clearly not making any connection with her smile.
“Oh? Were you participatory in that training or were you medical support? That kind of training is .. beyond my ability. Observation. Physio is about my limit. Still with your inclusion in that they must have liked what they saw in you. What drew you to a combat support role?”

“We are fortunate that we have gravity,” she said, “else we’d be doing constant assessments. Have you run into anyone in your combat experience where some would utilize that ability to cheat, putting gravity lower, or try to speed up their exercise by increasing it?” Her head tipped to one side as she again held the weights in place. “What was Andor like for gravity?”
- NL Misty Havens

The tall redhead paused in thought, she did so whilst holding her weights high above her absentmindedly. It took her arms shaking for her to realise what she was doing and she lowered her arms and answered “I don’t have any actual combat experience, only simulating combat. But as I understand it it’s rare to change gravity suddenly on purpose without having highly trained elite soldiers as it can harm friendlies as much as the enemy” She put the weights down for cooldown until her next set “Andoria has about the same Gravity as Earth, main difference is that it’s real damn cold”

Dr Grey- CMO

“My pardon. I was in error in not being clear. I was meaning something like doing a treadmill in say 1.1 gravity, not any sudden changes in the midst of physical training. That would ..” she tipped her head while think of the wording, “.. give us more work than we’d like.” Her attention turned on Rachel. “I’ve never met an alien,” she said in a frank tone. “Not even a Vulcan, though I hear their distaste in us is well returned from the medical community due to their reluctance to share even in reformatory technology.” She sniffed in some deprecatory fashion. “I hope your Andorian friends were more open. I know little about them, or Vulcans, however have caught some rumor that they don’t much like one another.” She paused in thought. “Perhaps it would have been better had they found us first rather than the Vulcans.”
- NL Misty Havens, Med

Rachel shook her head “Gravity training does have its uses but it’s not good to do so often. I’ve heard that some freighter crews keep their ships at .5 or even .3 G’s. but if you take treatment for muscle degradation and bone density you should be fine but working in a constant state of higher gravity has odd effects.”

Misty pursed her lips, moving to a similar stretch of her arms and upper body. “After all the education and studies they still do that, exist in a lower gravity state and figure that a treatment would make up for it. Nothing short of abusing themselves figuring a pill will take care of it.” She sniffed at the thought.

She cocked her head at the Andorian question “No I found the Andorians to be quite abrasive, not exactly xenophobic but not friendly to Pinkskins” She said with a grin “I don’t much care fer Vulcans myself but they are less militant than the blues, we might have ended up as some sort of Client race, as it stands we’re just a primitive curiosity to them.” She blinked as she realised what Misty had said “Wait like no aliens?” She sounded surprised “Not even a guest lecturer in primary school?”

Dr Grey- CMO

“Abrasive. Some have said that about me,” she commented with a small snort. “They sound like they would be a fun bunch in time. Honestly I think I’d trust an Andorian over a Vulcan. It sounds like if an Andorian doesn’t much like you they’d make that known, but a Vulcan, to use an old expression, talks with a forked tongue.” Her displeased librarian expression came through for a moment before her thoughts rolled around to Rachel’s surprise. “I grew up in rural New Mexico, nor far from Roswell of all places. It had no interest in aliens and being a tiny town did not attract any special guest appearances. I went to school eventually in Santa Fe. Again not precisely a Vulcan magnet. I did see a few video lectures and interviews in some psych classes related to Vulcans but I’ve never met one. I suppose a focus on psychology and dentistry was kryptonite to a Vulcan.”
Misty, NL Med