Posted by Ensign Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) in Main sim: SB Infirmary

Posted by Crewman Joe Black (Dentist) in Main sim: SB Infirmary

Posted by Ensign Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) in Main sim: SB Infirmary
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
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Black, had he eyelids, would have blinked at the creeping physician. Instead he turnednhisnskull towards him. ME? his voice asked. He turned and looked around himself as if there was someone else he could be speaking to.

I AM OF COURSE DR BLACK. he said. DENTIST. UHH…DO YOU FLOSS

Jasper looked the tall, thin man up and down. He’d heard words, spoken like two slabs of granite hitting one another, but had not seen the things mouth move. A rather technical tour de force. However, given that the creature seemed to lack anything that resembled muscles, it perhaps would have been more impressive it actually had moved. Something about standing in the creature’s presence made him feel uneasy, like she should run for the nearest airlock and throw himself out. He quickly swatted it away. He was a cautious man, yes, but not when there was a medical marvel like this standing in front of him. In those instances, his curiosity always won out. Besides, you all had to die of something at some point in time. And there were far worse ways to go than while you were pursuing your passion.

“Dr Black,” Dr Jarvis rolled the name around his pointed tongue, “if that’s your real name then I’m a cretinous Klingon. However, since when do star-fleet assign dentists to sweep floors?” He asked the question, but could already come with an answer from his own recent history. When you annoy someone with more pips than you and they decide that their own pettiness ranks higher than ensuring people get the best medical treatment. “And yes, I do floss,” he answered, hoping that a reply would lead to one in kind.

The seven foot being seemed genuinely interested that someone was speaking to him. INDEED NOT. he agreed with Jarvis’ suggestion his name wasn’t Doctor Black. MY GIVEN NAME IS JOSEPH. AND I AM AFRAID YOU DONT HAVE THE CORRECT BICUSPIDS TO BE A KLINGON he looked down at his brush. THAT NE WAS CONFUSED AND ASKED ME TO BRUSH…I HAVE YET TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO BEST FLOSS THE INFIRMARY. YOU SHOULD ALWAYS FLOSS AFTER YOUR BRUSH.

Wrong bicuspids to be a Klingon, how best to floss the infirmary, always flossing after you brush? It seemed to Dr Jarvis that dentistry was the only thing that the… being had on its mind. What are you? he thought, his eyes roving up and down the black robe with its star-fleet tunic on top, some sort of malfunctioning android perhaps? That would certainly explain having the one-track mind obsessed with dentistry. With no answers likely to be forthcoming on their own, Jasper first tried the direct approach. “What species are you? What is your home planet?”

The woman in question seemed to stagger into a table and ended up sitting on the floor.

Dr J. Jarvis M.D.

Dr. Black noticed that some of the other crew were starting to act, odd. Stumbling drunk then otherwise being quite normal if somewhat distracted by their feelings. Eventually they would blink a couple of times then look at each other strangely.

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Dr Jarvis swayed slightly but was not sure why. He hadn’t tripped over anything nor drunk something alcoholic, yet he was doing it nonetheless. Was someone fiddling about with the gravity controls he wondered?

Dr J. Jarvis M.D

Looking around Dr Black seemed confused.

Dr Black
DDS

He indicated the woman who had instructed him to sweep to Jarvis I DO BELIEVE SHE MAY BE INTOXICATED. he confided.

Dr Black
DDS

It was only when Dr Black drew his attention to the woman, that Jasper realised that the woman had been staggering around the room before unceremoniously falling to the floor. Hadn’t he just had a thought about feeling intoxicated himself? He couldn’t remember. Tentatively he tried to walk forward in a straight line, to test the theory, only to find himself stagger haphazardly from side to side. While he could not speak for the NE, he certainly had not been drinking, which meant that something had infected them both. While his mind had started to fog over, he had just enough sense about him to run a scan of himself, Dr Black and the NE.

Dr J. Jarvis M.D.

As Jarvis approached the young woman he, too, started to feel dizzy like his head was filled with nonsensical words and phrases that he couldn’t quite make sense of, and yet at the end of it all it passed. He felt great, fine even! Though who would dare stand against the fearsome Jabberwock? A bandersnatch? Preposterous! No one one would dare to confront Dr. Jarvis this day.

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