Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgical Chief/ Emergency Medicine) in The Night Shift - Primary Sickbay [Open]

Posted by Lieutenant Surra Almikaz (Chief of Psychiatry) in The Night Shift - Primary Sickbay [Open]

Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgical Chief/ Emergency Medicine) in The Night Shift - Primary Sickbay [Open]
It was 2:00 in the morning, 0200 by starfleet’s reckoning. The only people in sickbay were doctors and nurses. That shift was there to keep an eye on things and make sure everyone survived until the day shift arrived. Drake was laying on a biobed, listening to his own heartbeat on the monitor. It was one of those nights that was quiet… contemplative. The kind of night that allowed a person to assess their place in the universe. All Drake could wish for was an emergency that needed his attention.

-Dr Drake Marshall

It was not uncommon for Surra to be called from her quarters in the middle of the night to handle a crisis. On this particular night, she tended to a small child who had been experiencing night terrors due to a residual traumatic memory of when her family had encountered the infamous Gorn. She’d administered a sedative to the little girl and told her mother that she wanted to see her in the office later on that day. On her way back to her quarters she stopped by the psych suite on deck 7, realized she was running low on hyposprays, and instructed HARLEEN to place an order for more but in the meantime decided to go to the medical suite to borrow a couple.

Dr. Marshal was laying on the biobed, obviously bored because it appeared he was listening to his own heartbeat. She stopped at the entrance, leaned against the frame of the entryway as she folded her arms, then mimicked the onomatopoeia ahem to get his attention then said, “So, doctor, what is your diagnosis? I am not a medical doctor but from the sound of your heart, I am not detecting any arrhythmia or angina pectoris. However, it does seem to be suffering from complete boredom.” she joked with a smirk on her face.

Almikaz, CoP

“I concur doctor. And I do believe it’s terminal.” Drake sat up and turned towards Almikaz with a similar smile. “Something I help you with?”

-Dr Drake Marshall

She laughed and said, “As all boredom can eventually be.” She walked all the way into the room and said, “I seem to be out of hypo needles, I hoped you would not mind lending me some until my next supply shipment comes in? Also, I don’t think we have met. I am Surra Almikaz. Chief of the Psychiatry unit. One big ship, huh? It took us both working the late night shift for our paths to finally cross.”

Almikaz, CoP