USS Chernov
PreSIM: Medical Check-In
Posted by Ensign Evelyn Gruver (Security/Helmsmen) in PreSIM: Medical Check-In
Evelyn exited the turbolift on deck five and headed to sickbay to complete her Starfleet mandated medical check-in with the Chief Medical Officer. She found sickbay easily and still happened to be fifteen minutes early for her appointment. Therefore, she took it upon herself to become familiar with the deck as a whole. Evelyn made it a priority to pass by the two transporter rooms port and starboard, the crew lounge, auxilary control room, and both docking airlocks. She greeted the various crew members that came across her path throughout the duration of her journey. The fact that she was a security officer gave her additional incentive to be aware of every nook and cranny of the Chernov, along with satisfying her natural tendency to explore her new surroundings. After completing her own personal tour, she walked into sickbay for her appointment right on time. She checked in with the nurse at the counter and waited for Dr. Kane to become available to begin her check in.
Ensign Evelyn Gruver, Security & Helmsman
The nurse smiled and sent her to one of the biobeds. “The CMO will be with you shortly.” she said with a smile.
It was several minutes later when a figure approached… and he was unlike any other on the ship. Standing over six feet tall and weighing over two hundred pounds, he was an intimidating figure whose stature was well above the human average, but it was more than that. The man was also covered in tattoos. All of his visible skin was marked or colored, even the backs of his hands. The only part not covered was his face, although certain tattoos reached up to his jaw. His ear lobes bore scars from multiple piercings. His hair and beard, brownish-blonde, was just barely within uniform regulations; it was long and unkept, cascading down his face save on the left side where the side of his head was shaved almost to the bare skin.
The man walked up to the bio bed and glared at the occupant with an almost feral gaze. “What’d ya want?” he asked in an almost growl.
Kane, CMO