Posted by Commander Amelia Manning (Executive Officer) in CMO’s Office: checking in
Amelia Manning liked her job, for the most part. But there were days when half of her seemed to be missing. She missed the pace of engineering work, the buzzing of the inner circuitry running through her veins, and the loud hum of the warp core driving the beating of her heart. Those days she found herself on Main Engineering, and when asked, she would tell them she was checking in, to see if everything was running smoothly. Eventually, she started learning the names of some of the officers running around, doing the job she had once done herself. And she envied them. As she spent more and more time around Engineering, especially in the later shifts, it was no longer possible to hide it. She found herself making friends, and that had been how the poker game she ran on Tuesdays had started.

Today however, Manning was running through the several departments, actually doing her monthly check in with the different department heads. As she sat behind her desk with a steaming cup of Orange Pekoe, Amelia went over her schedule for the day. She had been up and running for a few hours, holding her weekly Senior Staff round-table first thing in the morning, and then taking two hours to review the reports that had come in the night before. Then, she had met with Harris before lunch and discuss the same reports she had reviewed, she had had the time for a quick bite from her own office’s replicator, and plan what her afternoon was going to look like. That day she was planning on hitting Medical and Science, leaving Security and Engineering for the next day.

As she placed her empty cup on its saucer, Amelia took her PaDD and walked out the door. Her wrist chronometer marked 14:03. She was running behind schedule.

It didn’t take long for Amelia to get from her office to Sickbay, even though she took five extra minutes to catch up with NE Wilkinson who she had bumped into in the turbolift.

At 14:12, Manning was walking through the Sickbay doors, cutting rapidly through the biobeds and the medical officers currently on duty, stopping only at the CMO’s office’s door. Without even looking around, Amelia palmed the chime and waited at the door.

Cmdr. Manning, XO

Amelia could tell the exact second the chime rang through the CMO’s office as a serious of excited yaps answered through the door.

Elaine startled at the sudden noise, “Enj shush,” she scolded lightly, pushing her work to the side. Enj, looked back over his shoulder to watch his human make her way to the door. His tail wagged with anticipation. Reaching the door she scooped up the wiggling dog and held him under one arm as she opened the door.

Expecting one of her subordinates, Janvier’s face flashed a brief look of surprise before she smiled warmly. “Commander Manning,” she greeted putting a firm hand on Enj’s head to prevent him from wriggling out of her arms, “Come in.”

The CMO’s office had changed in the year that Janvier had come to the Dresden, that differed it to other DH offices. For starters there was a dog bed, and a dog bowl next to Elaines desk. In the middle of the dog bed was a well chewed rabbit toy as welll as a couple of pillows. Elaines desk currently had reports stacked on it that she had been working her way through before Manning had shown up and a holoimage of Enj. A pile of medical and (a scattering of) psychological textbooks were piled on the other side of her desk. More were on the shelves along with a couple of jars of sweets and a jar of dog treats. At the very top was a pile of blankets.

Across from her desk sat two plain chairs, pushed to the back wall for more room. What was more noteworthy, was the three awards hung modestly on the wall behind them. They were hung in such a way that anyone sitting in the chairs wouldn’t notice them. The first of the three was her Graduation honours award, but the other two were slightly too far away for Amelia to see from the door way.

Lt. (j.g.) Janvier & Enj, CMO