Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Albert Schweitzer (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO check-in to XO Harn

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Albert Schweitzer (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO check-in to XO Harn

Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in CMO check-in to XO Harn
Posted by… suppressed (7) by the Post Ghost! 👻
After stowing his gear in his berth, Schweitzer checked his uniform in the mirror and stepped out into the passageway. Schweitzer nervously approached the XO’s office to check in for his first assignment as a department head on a ship of the line. He wondered what adventures lay in store. He knocked on the door.

“Come in,” a masculine voice called.

As the door opened, Schweitzer gathered his courage and said, “Lt. Schweitzer reporting as ordered, Sir.”

“Lieutenant,” the first officer smiled as stood up to reach across his desk and extend his hand. Commander Jason Harn had the distinction of being one of few people aboard that was as tall as Lieutenant Albert Schweitzer. Jason Harn was broad shouldered, and the firm handshake he gave the new doctor indicated that any extra pounds he had over Al Schweitzer was likely to be muscle, although a physical examination or a perusal of his medical records would be necessary to prove it. Commander Harn was a fit and hearty man in his mid-fifties. Thanks to the life extending medical advances of the modern age Jason Harn would appear decades younger to anyone born before the founding the United Federation of Planets, but to Doctor Schweitzer’s eyes the commander’s true age was visible. “Welcome aboard. Where’d yuh serve?” he asked in a friendly and conversational manner.

Jason Harn, XO

Schweitzer took in the commanding bearing of the XO and smiled. “First posting, Sir. I’m straight out of the Academy. I’m excited for the opportunity to serve on a ship of the line and lead a department.”

Lt. (j.g.) Schweitzer, Medical

“Graduated with honors I see,” Jason smiled wistfully as his thoughts briefly went into the distant past. “Congratulations Doc. We’re lucky to have you. Um, sit down and stay a while won’t you?” he asked uncomfortably as he ran his hand through his light brown hair. “I um, got something to share, and we’re probably going to be playing questions and answers for a bit. Want anything from the replicator?”

Jason Harn aCO

Schweitzer replied, “Just a black coffee would be great, Sir. What did you need to share?”

Lt. (j.g) Albert Schweitzer (Medical)

“Ah, well…” Jason went to the replicator installed in the back left corner of the room in order to stall. “Hot coffee, black,” he commanded. A cup and saucer appeared in the replicator tray in a shower of sparks. Jason picked up the cup by the saucer and walked back to his desk to lean across and set it on Albert’s side. The light steam rising from the cup did not obscure sight of the fresh black coffee in the slightest. “I’m going to reveal something deeply personal, is it all right if I ask you a personal question first?” he asked the new doctor as he lowered his frame into his chair. “‘None of your business’ is a perfectly acceptable answer,” he smiled reassuringly at the younger man.

Jason Harn, aCO stalling and apparently uncomfortable around medical doctors

Schweitzer tried to keep the puzzled look off of his face.
“Sure. What did you want to know?”

Lt. (j.g.) Albert Schweitzer (Medical)

“Your glasses, that is, your spectacles,” Jason clarified, not knowing the 24th century term for it. “It’s not something you see in this century, and not something I’d expect to see on the face of someone who just learned the most advanced medical procedures that Starfleet Medical can offer. Is there a story behind them?” he smiled sheepishly.

Jason Harn, aCO

Schweitzer nodded slightly and replied, “Not really. I just don’t believe in unnecessary surgery. Correcting my vision would require a procedure and I’ve just never seen the need for it.” He looked at the Commander with an even but friendly expression.

Lt. (j.g.) Albert Schweitzer (Medical)

The silence began to bother Schweitzer. He also wondered what the question about his glasses meant. He was always nervous and uncomfortable with superiors, command staff especially, even though he had few experiences interacting with them. Schweitzer cleared his throat slightly and asked, “Will there be any thing else, Commander?”

Lt. (j. g.) Albert Schweitzer (Medical)

OOC: John, you skipped the posted a responded to on the 10th. https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf5/olinski/posts/96488/ There is no silence.