[snip!]

Coming in shortly after, though more discreetly, was Lieutenant Nyman. He was out of uniform, instead wearing shorts and a mesh shirt, and hair pulled back in more of a ponytail. After entering and looking around, he seemed surprised to see it so busy. But from the way he was holding his lower arm wrapped up in a gym towel, it seemed like he had no choice but to get it checked out.

~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counselor
Brad spotted Nyman and called over “Cadet Kanayo, can you take over for a few minutes?”, walking over to the counselor. “What can I do for you, Lieutenant?”

Brad Maxwell, CMO

(OOC: Apologies - I got sick! Trying to catch up on everything now.)

(OOC: I’m back too! Just passing, if that guy is in need somewhere he might show up.)

“Oh, it’s nothing really, just got a little scraped up.”

He wasn’t about to admit to losing his footing while practicing dance-aerobics in his quarters, causing him to fall and scrape his forearm on the coffee table. But that is essentially what happened.

“Thought I’d get it checked out anyway just to be safe.”

Still wearing a rather pleasant smile, he glanced at the nurse and the engineer with a bit of hesitation. Stepping in closer to Dr. Maxwell, he showed a little of what was underneath the towel. Careful not to show the others. The largest mark appeared to be about 5 inches long. It looked like a normal set of scapes, except at the edges. There was a noticeable sparkling, like static, as his Vendorian immune system responded to the damage.

~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counselor

Nurse Kanayo looked at Dr. Maxwell and asked, “Do you mind if I examined the scrape, Doctor?”

Nurse Kanayo
Brad looked over to see Nyman’s reaction to the query before he gave a reply, but expecting to have to turn down the request this time.

Brad Maxwell, CMO

The Lieutenant’s eyes shifted between the nurse and the doctor.

“Ah, right, well… I notice you are both a little busy right now. My own first aid training is up to date. What if I just borrow an antiseptic and a dermal regenerator and take care of it myself?”

He glanced at Brad for approval,

“Under your supervision of course, doctor.”

~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counselor

“I suppose that’s alright, it doesn’t look particularly worrying” Brad said. “You can take the next patient, cadet.”

Bradley Maxwell
CMO

Nyman draped the towel over his arm, casually hiding the mark. Among the supplies and various instruments laid out, he pick up what was needed. Then, chose a medical bed somewhat closer to Dr. Maxwell.

Keeping his motions fluid and causal, he sat toward the Cadet and used one leg to propped up the affected arm with the scratch facing himself. While disinfecting the wound, he glanced up at her with a smile an commented,

“Cadet, huh? Well, they definitely gave you an exciting first assignment.”

Turning back to Dr. Maxwell, his tone dropped to be slightly more serious,

“I’m sorry my last symptoms report wasn’t very detailed, by the way. I was a little … distracted at the time.”

~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counselor

“Understandable,” Brad replied, “from what was in it. If you need to talk, my office is always open. I do have some counseling training, and even counselors need their own medicine sometimes.”

Bradley Maxwell
CMO