Posted by Ensign Tobias Rax (Science Officer) in Tobias’ first medical visit [FAO Medical]

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Natasha Knight (Chief Medical Officer) in Tobias’ first medical visit [FAO Medical]

Posted by Ensign Tobias Rax (Science Officer) in Tobias’ first medical visit [FAO Medical]
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Following introduction with the chief science officer, Tobias had one final reporting obligation before a full 24 hours off. Now in sickbay, he patiently awaited the attention of an on-duty nurse or doctor. His proactive approach to completing check-ins early reflected his enthusiasm and commitment to professionalism, eager to acquaint himself with the ship and its systems during the upcoming time off.

Ensign Tobias Rax
Science Officer
USS Saracen

“Rax. Tobias Rax,” a voice called out. Sick bay was never too busy however for some reason today there seemed to be a rush in the office. A woman in about her mid-thirties called out the name before replacing the donut back into her mouth.

A man next to Tobias raised his hand and started to stand up. It was clear he was going to try and pass off himself as the man the doctor was calling out. The reason was not obvious. He did not seem to be hurt at all. At a casual glance, it would seem that he just wanted to jump the line.

Nat Knight CMO

Tobias was on the verge of rising when the individual seated beside him initiated the first move. Rising in tandem, Tobias followed suit, his movements carrying a subtle awkwardness, possibly rooted in confusion. “Excuse me, sir,” Tobias ventured, his tone infused with a diplomatic touch and a hint of underlying anxiety.

“I believe there might be a miscommunication. The name called was Tobias Rax, and unless, in an exceedingly rare instance, we happen to share the same name, I believe the call was intended for me.”

Ensign Tobias Rax
Science Officer
USS Saracen

“If you sit down there is a twenty credit chip in it for you,” the man said through the corner of his mouth. “I have two dates tonight and to go to both of them I need to get through this sick bay thing first.” The confidence of the Ensign next to Tobias was clearly evident. “Normally these things take forever so be a pal. Sit down, let me take this and when I get to the med bed I can do the whole opps thing.”

“Tobias,” the doctor repeated again elongating the name as she finished the bite of her donut as she walked towards the two men. Holding out the donut she gestured between them. “Are you both attached in some Trill way I have not learned about or am I supposed to guess which one of you is Rax” she pretended to inspect them visually them before taking another bite of her donut.

Nat Knight CMO

A twenty-credit chip? Who did this person think he was, attempting to sway a Starfleet officer with mere credits? And who cares if he had two dates? Lucky for some! Tobias hadn’t been involved in a romantic affair since… well, since who cares! He was here for his medical, as instructed at the time.

“I apologize, but we most certainly are not joined together, and it’s quite evident that I am Tobias Rax, Ensign, and Trill,” he asserted, gesturing towards the faint marks on his head. The lingering scent of sugar from the woman’s doughnut only heightened his annoyance. Closing his eyes and taking a breath, he continued, “So, please wait your turn, and your… ‘dates’ can wait,” he emphasized the word ‘dates’ with a hint of disdain.

Ensign Tobias Rax
Science Officer
USS Saracen

Ensign Rax’s reaction in the moment made the doctor far more intrigued. The man attempting to pay him off was not Ensign Rax, however, the politeness to which Rax was attempting to deal with him showed a strength of character not common in someone so young. Maybe it was the Trill symbiote influence. “Dates,” Nat did react to that word. Tobias did not seem the type to be playing the field unlike the person next to him with the devil may care smile tipping the corners of his lips.

“So are you both vying to get through the line faster because you have some smitten Ensign waiting for you in the lounge?” Rax never stated he didn’t have a date. Only that the man next to him seemed to be playing the field.

Natasha Knight CMO

Tobias, his expression now a mix of bewilderment and irritation, declared emphatically, “No! I am not vying for any woman’s affection, and I certainly do not have an ensign smitten. I am simply here to undergo my onboarding medical exam so I can carry out my duties aboard this ship.” He explained with a firm tone, “I am Trill, I am Tobias Rax. I have no knowledge of who this person is or why they believe they have the right to cut in line simply to go gallivanting with some female!”

Ensign Tobias Rax
Science Officer
USS Saracen

Natasha liked this Ensign. He was firey but remained within polite parameters. He was not utterly destroying the man next to him but allowing the man to come clean. He was exactly the kind of officer the Saracen needed. The evil part of her however wanted to see how far he would go. Check in’s tended to be blah blah this and yada yada that. It would get to that point but for now she took another avenue. Pulling a tricorder out of her pocket she scanned Tobias and to be far the man next to him.

“You are Trill,” she stated in a tone that showed she was finding the situation amusing. “As to one’s galavanting status,” she hit the tricorder a few times on her palm as if it were broken. “The device is unfortunately not able to read that. Think of how beneficial it would be to the individual being galavanting upon if it did.” She could not help but smile at her own joke. “I will say your,” she pointed the device at Tobias, “blood pressure is elevated even though you are controlling it well.”

Natasha Knight CMO

Contemplating whether he had become the target of a terrible joke or if the medical staff aboard the ship were as inept as a Ferengi attempting charity work, Tobias muttered, “I think anyone’s blood pressure would be higher than usual when having to deal with such circumstances,” his words tinged with frustration as he half-gritted his teeth. He pondered if his Trill markings were betraying a shade of red, reflecting his annoyance.

“Please,” he implored, attempting to release the pent-up annoyance like a valve before steam started escaping his ears. “Can I be checked in for my preliminary medical examination? This person seems to lack boundaries and evidently slipped through the net at the academy. And, of course, tricorders can’t detect galavanting because they’re instruments for science and medicine, not emotional Geiger counters.” He couldn’t help but wonder if the so-called nurse even knew how to use the damned thing.

Ensign Tobias Rax
Science Officer
USS Saracen

“You are a firey one,” Nat laughed and nodded towards an open bed.

“Yo Doc,” the imposter called out. “Seriously?” Tapping his wrist he shrugged slightly with a lopsided smile.

Natasha ignored him and walked behind Tobias to start his exam. “Your friend there is quite a handful. Luckily you both aren’t in the same department or I think I might get a call to clean up a homicide. Don’t worry. I will take care of him later. So where did you come from Ensign Tobias Rex,” Nat said scanning him with the tricorder for a purpose.

Natasha Knight CMO