Posted by Lieutenant Fey Kastil (Chief Medical Officer) in Casela’s Arrival on Leviathan

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor) in Casela’s Arrival on Leviathan

Posted by Lieutenant Fey Kastil (Chief Medical Officer) in Casela’s Arrival on Leviathan
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Casela had boarded the Leviathan as soon as she got her orders from the base commander. She was eager to get going. Her last tour of duty on the Triton had been fulfilling, but routine. She knew she had been sent out there because first and foremost she’d get the answers intelligence wanted, and she had, but it was a rookie job. Secondly she was sent because of her blatant disregard for rank. It didn’t go over well that on her last recon mission she’d turned the shuttle about and dropped the admiral off on a little paradise of a planet and gone on to finish the mission without him. That was going to hurt her career, but she honestly didn’t care. The admiral was a pansy and nothing was going to jeopardize their objective, and he was a problem.
The Leviathan was a dream of a ship for covert operations. She was lucky her service record and skill set made her perfect for the job. On her way to sickbay she dropped off her bag at her quarters, just tossing it into the room. Once she arrived at sickbay and walked in and eyed the doctors and nurses. There was no CMO yet, but that was okay. “Lt. Casela Synthi-er reporting for physical.” When no one moved she raised a brow, mimicking her old mentor, “You might have all day, but I do not.” Her voice didn’t get louder, but her message got across. A nurse came over to take her medical history and start her exam. Casela nodded, that was more like it. She couldn’t stand slackers.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

The nurse was nervous over something, slightly fumbling as she started to pull out her tricorder to begin the exam when she stopped and looked up. The poor thing looked terrified and swallowed a hard lump in her throat as she began to lean backward on instinct. A clicking noise leads into a raspy though a feminine voice from behind the counselor. “Tsk Tsk, I do not go into your office and intimidate your staff into doing as I demand, I request you hold the same level of respect for my own staff. They are the ones that will be keeping you alive after all.” A woman steps out from behind Lieutenant Synthi-er, she is tall and disproportionate, all sharp angles and bony structure. Her uniform is covered with the occasional patch from a quick repair after who knows what happened. Her unusually long arms and fingers give her an appearance that would come straight out of a child’s nightmare. She places a gentle hand on the nurse’s shoulder, causing her to have a terrified look frozen in place. “You are fine, please return to your experiment.” The nurse hurried away back to whatever she was working on prior to coming over.

The woman turned her attention back to the counselor, turning mostly just her upper body giving her a very doll-like feel. “Now, where were we? Ah yes, your on-boarding physical. Seeing as how you are a busy person, I will conduct my examination on the move. You may continue heading to where your medical records are hiding so you can turn them over. Someone seems to have forgotten to deliver them, hence my delayed arrival.” With a flick of her arms, a medical tricorder appears in one hand while the node appears in the other. “Chop chop deary, we haven’t got all day.”

• Doctor Fey Kastil
  USS Leviathan
  OOC: OMG I LOVE HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  IC:
  Casela had reached for something on her side at the nurse’s look, then hearing the voice of the doctor, Casela grinned. She’d seen Dr Kastil’s file and was fascinated to meet her. “Point taken, Doctor. I shall endevor to remember my manors.” Casela’s eyes laughing slightly. She liked Kastil already. She had no problem putting people in their place when they needed it. Just like Casela herself. She pro-offered the PaDD with her records. “I’m sure you are just as busy so let’s walk.” Casela headed deeper into the medical bay. “Many things have not arrived yet. Contact NE Johnston. He’s eager to please and will get it here.” Eager to please wasn’t quite the word, more like he was afraid of what Casela would do to him if he didn’t find the equipment and supplies they needed.

Medical Record: Her medical record shows a slew of injuries that can be assumed to have happened either during the resistance or on her otherwise classified work for SFI.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/KAI9 Handler

Doctor Kastil accepted the PaDD and scanned over it before shutting it off and setting it on a nearby table to retrieve later. She began moving the probe around the counselor to get the necessary readings while following her through Sickbay. “I will find Johnston later when I conduct an examination of the rest of the crew. I’m afraid up first is the senior staff, though I must admit you are the first one I’ve had willingly come to me. I usually have to go find them, which I don’t mind. I prefer to minimize my impact on productivity.”

• Doctor Fey Kastil

“That’s good Doctor, because I’ve spent the entirety of my time since I arrived chasing crew members down. They also seem to be more receptive to medical personnel coming to them. So see a lot of house calls in our future.” Casela waited patiently. She waited for any questions or to be pronounced fit for duty. At the same time she was observing Kastil so she could also make her preliminary report on the good doctor as well.

The Doctor put away the probe and picked back up the medical record to make annotations, “Your water levels are low, drink more water and less whatever else you are drinking. Also, you will need to increase your calcium intake, your bone density isn’t where it should be. Do you have any history of genetic illnesses that either you or a family member has?”

“Nothing to report Doctor,” Casela informs her.

IC: Casela walked back into sickbay and up to Doctor Kastil. “Hey Doc, I need your expertise.” She unwound a crude, but effective bandage from her hand, showing a deeper than shallow cut across the length of her lower left palm. “Do you have time to bandage me up?”
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

Doctor Fey was working with her chemistry equipment mixing a series of fluids together and watching their reaction when the counselor walked in. The Doctor didn’t stop or look at her when she acknowledged her arrival. When the bandage was removed to reveal the wound, the Doctor turned and looked at the hand for a moment. “Did you clean that?” When she replied in the negative she turned back to her chemistry. “Judith, numbers four and seven, please.” The NE at another testing station wheels over to a set of drawers and pulls out two different vials and loads both into modified hypo sprays. She sets both on the station the Doctor is working at before wheeling back to her project.

Fey picks up the hypo loaded with number four and sprays it over the wound generating a greenish foam that is soothing and numbing to the wound. “Let it sit for forty seconds then shake it off your hand.” Most of the foam evaporates but there is still some left to shake off, once clear the Doctor uses the hypo loaded with seven. This fluid is opaque in color and burns slightly as it stitches the wound closed. Doctor Kastil examines the former wound with a pin to test for sensation, satisfied she turns back to her work. “Raymond, begin mass production of four and seven for field kits. Let me know if you have an allergic reaction of any kind or spontaneous growth from the injury location.”

• Doctor Fey Kastil

Casela was euphoric…that was it? Really, that was awesome, time to go find Finrir again. She starts to laugh at the Doctor Fey’s joke until it’s clear from the doctor’s thoughts that she’s dead serious. Casela looks at her hand and back at the doctor. “I most certainly will.” Casela high tails it out of the med bay and finding Fenrir heads to the bridge.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/KAI9 Handler