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Of sound body... Priscilla Medical check in - TAG CMO

Posted by Lieutenant Elaine Janvier (Chief Medical Officer) in Of sound body… Priscilla Medical check in - TAG CMO

Posted by Lieutenant Priscilla Simms (Chief Science Officer) in Of sound body… Priscilla Medical check in - TAG CMO

Posted by Ensign Levi Gordon (Doctor) in Of sound body… Priscilla Medical check in - TAG CMO
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Another ship, another check in. Priscilla had stowed her bag, straightened her uniform and washed her face. She was now presentable enough to do her check ins. First stop, Medical. Her records should be available by now and she wandered into the Medical Bay and looked around for the Doc. Her dirty blonde hair was in a tight French braid and knotted at the base of her neck. The blue green eyes of the five foot eight, 190 pound woman glanced thru the room to see what other personnel were around.

Lt Priscilla Simms
Chief Science Officer

bump 7.19.20
(got lost) lol

NE nurse West turned, her platinum blond hair wound tightly on top of her head. He warm smile was friendly and extremely engaging. Her eyes sparkled as though she were seeing a long lost friend for the first time in years. “Hi there,” she greeted her melodic voice rang out, “Welcome to sickbay!” She chuckled. “Since I haven’t seen you around here before, I’m guessing you’re here for a boarding physical. Am I right?” The question was rhetorical. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable while I see if I can find Doctor Janvier or Doctor Gordon, though the latter is rarely ever around. He is usually found down in the secondary sickbay doing who know’s what.” She walked toward the CMO’s office. “Doctor Janvier, are you busy?”

-NE Nurse West

Priscilla laughed. “Yes, Ma’am… Lieutenant Priscilla Simms, the new Science Chief.” She moved to the nearest biobed and settled up on it figuring it would be where the Doc wanted her.

Priscilla
CSO

OOC: Somehow missed the responses. Oops! Also I’ve been comparing the descriptions of Janvier and Simms, and they could almost be sisters if Janvier worked out a bit more lol.

IC: The doors of the CMO’s office slid open and a blurr of black and white shot straight for the biobed Priscilla was sitting on. With great enthusiasim she was greeted by the ships moral officer who stood roughly 11 inches off the ground and would look like an overgrown tribble if it wasn’t for the happily wagging tail, betraying it’s species as that of some breed of dog. It was white with black spots, and unique in that half of it’s face was black and the other half white. Despite it’s obvious excitment at the latest visitor to Sickbay, the small creature did not jump up on Simms but sniffed around the hem of her uniform. The CMO watched the dog for a second before focusing on Nurse West. “Honestly I could use an excuse to get out of the office,” the Doctor smiled tiredly at the nurse, “What do you need?”

“OH!” Priscilla laughed with a startled huff. “Well hello there. And who might you be? Not a new species of Doctor, I take it.” She laughed as the CMO came out of the office.

Once the doctor reached Priscilla she paused giving the CSO time to take in her form properly. Although they were of equal height, the Doctor was notably more delicate in her frame. Her hair was a touch darker than Priscilla’s own, which the doctor wore in a tidy bun, and her eyes seemed to change from green to grey depending on the way they were shadowed under Sickbay’s lights. With a smile as friendly as Enj’s wagging tail she stuck out her hand for Priscilla to shake, “Dr Janvier, and the dog is Enj. He likes to do Sickbay’s meet ‘n’ greet if he can. If he’s a bother to you, let me know.”

Lt. Janvier, CMO & Enj

They were nearly identical and could easily have been related. “No, no bother at all. Hello, Enj.” She pet the critter a couple more times before focusing back on the Doc. “Lieutenant Priscilla Simms for my check in physical. I’m the new Science Chief. I hope I am not here at a bad time? I can come back if you wish.” She smiled brightly at the woman, her hand still absently entertaining the dog at her hip on the bed.

Priscilla
CSO

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