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USS Chernov

Sickbay - Ensign Darkclaw boarding physical.

Posted by Ensign Fayelee Darkclaw (Scientist) in Sickbay - Ensign Darkclaw boarding physical.
Fayelee come down the hallway looking at the data pad. She had just arrive and had a lot to do before she started duty. She had just got unpacked and now was heading to the the Sickbay for her Physical. She had never liked doctors, which was funny since her mother was a doctor. She brushed some red hair from her eyes tucking the data pad under her arm opening the sickbay door stepping in.

As she came through to door, she walked into what seemed to be a verbal altercation. A Bajoran woman in the blue uniform of the Medical Section was standing in front of a human male, also wearing the same blue uniform. That was all about the man that looked normal. His dirty blonde hair was wild, shaved on one side, just barely within regulations, and fell over his face. He sported a somewhat maintained beard, but most remarkable were the obvious tattoos. Covering his hands, and visible coming up from under his collar with Lieutenant Junior Grade pips, it seemed probable that the only place he didn’t have them was his face.

The woman was glaring at the man. “Look PA Kane, I know you think you -” “Think?!” he almost bellowed at the woman. “I don’t ‘think’ that that word has entered your head since you started your shift. Look, you say the patient is having an attack of angina. Ok, I can see that, even if their electrolyte levels are all skewed. But you just asked to give him a Beta-blocker. He’s Andorian! Or did the blue skin and antennae not clue you in to that? You give an Andorian a Beta-blocker and you might as well just shoot him in the face with a cannon! No, sublingual nitroglycerin. Point two-five milligrams. Then take his vitals after ninety seconds and report back to me.” and the Bajoran made to respond and the one called PA Kane said “Don’t talk. Just do. Go. Now” and she threw her hands up and stomped off.

Kane was about to continue on his way when he saw the Ensign standing there. Looking at her with an almost feral expression, his narrowed eyes glaring at her through the cascading hair across his face, he almost growled “And? What do you want?”

Lt. (jg) Kane, Tac / Med

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