Posted by Ensign Fraiser Flynn (Security Officer) in Side Sim: Flynns Physical Evaluation

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Satreya Boja (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Flynns Physical Evaluation

Posted by Ensign Fraiser Flynn (Security Officer) in Side Sim: Flynns Physical Evaluation
Following his (less than stellar) meeting with the Counselor, Flynn quickly made his way over to Sickbay, to get his hand looked at and his physical evaluation. Flexing his fingers to prevent them getting stiff as he walked. As Sinclair had already commed them in advance, Flynn was sure that they no doubt already had someone there waiting for his arrival. Which would be great because his hand was really starting to smart now. He’d calmed down on the walk to Sickbay, but without the anger to dilute the pain it was becoming harder to ignore.

As he entered sickbay, he approached the nearest doctor, “I’m Ensign Flynn, Lieutenant Commander Sinclair commed about my hand.” He flashed one of his more charming smiles, “If you’re busy I can wait. It’s not too bad.”

Ensign Flynn
Security

Turning, a woman with chin length strawberry-blond hair shifted her attention away from a PADD she was reading. She pushed the side swept bangs slightly out of her eyes, which revealed a portion of the leaf-shaped forehead ridge she had. The woman gazed at him with dark eyes that shifted slightly as if assessing him. “Not all all. I’m Dr. Boja, the Chief around here. Come on over here and let’s take a look, shall we?” she said in a melodic voice as she led him to a biobed.

“It’d be appreciated,” Flynn gave a greatful smile following the CMO over to the biobed hopping up onto it and holding his hand out for her to scan. Although he’d only recently injured his hand the knuckles were already swollen, and a deep red colour. Especially the index and middle finger knuckles.

Grabbing a tricorder, the scanning bud popped out of the top on its own and floated there for a moment. She simply reached out to grab it and began scanning.

OOC: Scan results please?

Boja, CMO

OOC: Boja will find that Flynn has a Metacarple fractures at the base of the index and middle fingers but aside from that he’s in perfect health.

IC: Although Fraiser was doing his best to maintain to remain casual, he couldn’t help staring at the tricorder. He could have sworn that it had floated. His eyes flickered between the tricorder and studying Boja’s face as she scanned his hand. He knew she was of a mixed telepathic breeding but neither species listed in her backround were psychokinetic and the confusion he felt was palpable. He briefly entertained the possiblity that he had merely imagined it because of the pain, as the tricorder in question now sat inoccently in Boja’s hand as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened. The idea was quickly dismissed, he was much too much in control of his own senses and emotions to have imagined something like that.

“You’re part Napean?” the handsome man asked, flashing her one of his smiles. “Your ridges aren’t as prominant as other Napean’s I’ve met,” he said by way of explaination as if that was how he had managed to guess the fact.

Ensign Flynn
Security

“Well, I’m not like other Napeans you’ve met, clearly” Boja said with a slightly secretive smile as she closed the tricorder.

Stepping away very briefly, she returned with an osteoregenerator and pulled over the side table. She set the tray of usual tools to the side on the bed and patted it with her hand. “Place your hand here and we’ll adjust it so it’s comfortable. You’ve fractured some of your fingers, as I’m probably sure you’ve guessed, and now we’re going to take care and knit those bones back together.”

“So… a door, huh?” Boja asked, but by her tone she clearly wasn’t buying it.

Boja, CMO