Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jacen Mercer (Security) in First day and already Lost....just need to find sickbay!

Posted by Lieutenant Mykl Najjar (Chief Medical Officer) in First day and already Lost....just need to find sickbay!

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jacen Mercer (Security) in First day and already Lost....just need to find sickbay!
Jacen stepped off the turbolift, datapad in hand, and immediately slowed to a stop as he looked around the corridor.

He glanced down at the deck number displayed on his datapad, then back up at the corridor stretching out in both directions.

“Right floor,” he muttered to himself.

That was a good start.

Unfortunately, everything else looked almost exactly the same.

The Chernov wasn’t Jacen’s first starship. Far from it. Between his parents’ assignments and his brother’s service, he’d spent more time aboard starships than most people his age could probably count. He’d been aboard ships of different classes, different sizes, and even ships with completely different layouts and designs.

And somehow, no matter how familiar he became with starships, he always managed to get turned around.

Jacen sighed and started walking, checking his datapad every few moments to make sure he was still heading in the right direction. He passed several crew members, giving them polite nods as he went, though he resisted the temptation to stop and ask for directions.

He could find Sickbay himself.

Eventually.

After another turn, he finally spotted the familiar medical insignia beside a set of doors.

“There we go.”

He gave a small, relieved smile and stepped through the doors into Sickbay.

The familiar medical environment immediately surrounded him. Biobeds lined portions of the room, medical equipment hummed quietly, and several displays showed various medical readings. Jacen paused just inside the entrance, taking everything in for a moment.

He wasn’t sure exactly who he was supposed to report to, so rather than wander around and accidentally interrupt someone, he cleared his throat.

“Hello?” he called, raising his datapad slightly. “I’m here for my boarding exam.”

He looked around the room, waiting for someone to notice him.

“I was told to report to Sickbay when I arrived aboard,” he added, giving an uncertain smile. “Hopefully I’m in the right place this time.”

Jacen Mercer
Lieutenant Junior Grade
USS Chernov

“You certainly are.” Mykl said as she popped up from somewhere behind the reception desk. “Things are slow today so I thought I’d do a little extra cleaning and organizing of our equipment.” Raising her eyes from whatever had occupied her attention behind the desk, she set her eyes on the new Ltjg. Her first impression was that he was he was more than a little handsome with his light colored eyes and full lips.

“I’m Mykl Najjar, CMO of the Chernov, and you’re in luck as I have no other patients at the moment.” She stepped out from behind the desk and headed for a freshly sanitized biobed. “Have a seat up there. Do you have any files with you?”

Lieutenant Mykl Najjar
Chief Medical Officer USS Chernov

He smiled quietly, thinking to himself just how gorgeous the woman sitting across from him was. He immediately pushed the thought aside. There was no way he was going to say that out loud. He had enough sense to know better than to make things awkward, especially while she was trying to look over his medical information.

Instead, he reached for his datapad and handed it across the table to her. “Here you go. Everything should be on there.”

The datapad contained his complete medical history, including previous diagnoses, treatments, vaccinations, allergies, and other relevant information. At first glance, he appeared to be in remarkably good health. There was, however, one significant part of his medical history that stood out.

When he was ten years old, he had been diagnosed with brain cancer. It had been a difficult period of his childhood, involving extensive treatment and regular medical monitoring. Fortunately, he had responded well to treatment, and by the time he was fourteen, he had officially gone into remission. He had remained in remission ever since, with his follow-up examinations showing no indication that the cancer had returned.

Aside from that, his medical history was relatively uncomplicated. His allergies, however, were certainly unusual enough to warrant attention. He was allergic to bromelain, Talaxian homeopathy, and feathers.

He watched her for a moment as she looked over the information, then gave a small shrug.

“Yeah, the feather allergy is probably the weirdest one,” he admitted with a faint laugh. “You’d think feathers would be harmless, but apparently my immune system strongly disagrees.”

He leaned back against the wall, letting her continue reviewing the datapad. “Other than that and the whole cancer thing when I was a kid, I’m pretty healthy. I still have regular scans because of my history, but everything’s been clear for years.”

Jacen Mercer
Lieutenant Junior Grade
USS Chernov

As she read through the scans on the PaDD, Mykl bit her bottom lip. Brain cancer. She hadn’t heard of that one in years. “Congratulations on being in remission. It’s been…14 years? Outstanding!” Pressing a few buttons on the bed, she ordered new scans to compare to what was in his file.

“Were you exposed to anything dangerous or questionable on your journey here?” Eyes so dark you couldn’t differentiate the pupil from the iris settled on the Lt awaiting his answer.

Lieutenant Mykl Najjar
Chief Medical Officer USS Chernov