It was not, by any means, the grandest holodeck simulation ever. In fact, on first impressions, it could well have been passed off for a quaint historical affair. However, the attention to detail was exquisite. A smell of carbolic soap mixed with a mild hint of rusted iron hung in the air. The washstands and their tilled surrounds had been recreated with such care that it was clear that the architect had done some thorough research and ensured the programmer carried out his instructions to the letter. Yet this was nothing compared to the room that lay beyond the double doors. Only that would have to wait. The pre-operation procedures of the time needed to be adhered to, or what was the point.

Dr Jarvis strode up to the metal washstand and took a moment to admire the fixings. While he’d had every confidence in his research into Knickerbocker Hospital of New York, his initial appraisal of the NE programmer had sold the gentleman short. For a moment he stood and took in the stench of soap, disinfectant and… death. This was how real advancement was made, he thought as he rolled up the sleeves of his early 20th-century earth surgical gown, turned on the jet of water and picked up the carbolic soap. Doctor’s applying their research in practice to iron out the kinks. Yes, some lives would be lost. However, the speed at which advancements could be made meant that hundreds more would live. The needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few after all. Suitably attired and prepared to the standards of the period, his gown more for the protection of his suit than sterility for the patient, he proceeded through the doors and into the operating theatre.

OOC: Ok so ‘barbaric’ surgery is about to go down in holodeck 2. If any of you guys want to watch or, dare I say it, get your hands bloody, feel free to jump in. Perhaps a Klingon school teacher might find it a suitable field trip opportunity.

Dr J. Jarvis M.D