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He was taken aback by her admission to a romantic relationship with the Captain. It was… unusual to say the least, bordering on fraternizing. Clearly Captain Knight was not so by the book as he had thought. He controlled all but a raised eyebrow before nodding along to the other information. There was always a ships hypochondriac, always a malingerer and always, always, always someone on the medical staff that had to be carried. He was glad there was a nurse in the ships gossip tree that could relate information and be a source for heading off potential disasters. He had been missing that aboard Starbase 91 and it had almost cost lives during an infectious disease outbreak. His response was considered, “Some of the Earth references may miss their mark a little. I only spent a few years there, in the Academy and then in a brief posting to Starfleet Medical. I was raised on Boliarus, hence the head” with a gesture to his shaven dome. he continued “I indulge in the occasional glass of wine and I do enjoy a little Saurian brandy from time to time, but it’s not often I can let my hair down, figuratively speaking. I am not averse to lizards, although there are precious few native to Boliarus, thus my experience is somewhat limited. I have an allergy to Vulcan plomeek root, oddly. We think it may be the legacy of a little Vulcan DNA some generations back. As for the superhero, we didn’t really have any growing up. Despite their reputation, Bolians aren’t particularly big on recreational science fiction literature. They tend to enjoy plays on reality for amusement and entertainment. I did study 21st century Earth literature briefly as part of my cultural schooling, but we touched on their ‘comic books’ only very briefly. I do recall something about a man rodent and a fellow jumping buildings. Tell me, would you recommend Nurse Longstreet as a solid candidate for Nursing Administrator? I tend to find passing some of the residents duties through the nursing chain adds a pleasant challenge for the nursing staff and elevating a leader among them who stands on a level with the residents gives them a measure of comfort that positively affects performance.”

Doctor Nathaniel Harrison (CMO)

“Well the cappy’s first born son is Bruce. He’s an Asian monitor lizard and a big boy at that. Don’t freak if you see him. Just call him like a dog or throw anything round. The damn thing thinks he is a dog. I blame Dante and Kelly for that,” daye sighed heavily. “If I had raised him instead of Dante and Kelly he would have been far more content to lie on a rock than feild a pop fly to deep center feild. Still,” she got a small smile, “you can’t pick how your kids are going to turn out now can you. This way,” daye said still leading the cmo to their destination.

Lt Natasha Daye. Medical

His mouth worked silently several times, unsure quite how to respond to this revelation. Naturally, a lizard would not be the Captain’s actual son, given that he was human. He wasn’t familiar with the monitor lizard, but assumed it was a native Earth animal and made a note to research it at a later date. Given his inability to form a coherent thought, he remained silent, noting she hadn’t answered his question

Doctor Nathaniel Harrison (CMO)

“As to Longstreet you can’t do better than her. In fact, she was the one that directed me to take you on this little field trip. She thought it would be good to get you into the thick of things ya’ know,” Daye said stopping in front of a glass door. Looking in you would see that the room was a large gym behind the glass sliding doors filled with a multitude of men and women going about their activities. “Ca’ mon,” she waved him forward and into the gym. She twitched her nose as the smell of workouts hit her. it was no worse or better than any other gym but it was the gym smell.

He nodded approvingly. He would make an event of it and ensure she understood how important and special this position was. With any luck, it would give him the heads up that was essential to any good medical establishment. He frowned as they entered the gym. The smell he found somewhat erotic, along with the bodies of some of those working out. He preferred to do his exercising on holodecks in a specialty program that reproduced the Bolian central entertainment complex in Boliarus City.

“Yo Daye. My dreams have been answered,” a security officer called out in a happy sarcastic tone.

“And yet I am about to show you how fast your daydream can become a nightmare,” she winked at the man. “This is Doc Harrison the new CMO. He will be doing the six-month physicals so you will not have the pleasure of me telling you to turn your head and cough but this nice gentleman,” Daye teased. The crowd continued with some low and good-natured ribbing she patted Harrison on the back. “We started doing it here in the locker rooms because it is just routine and it keeps the smell of feet out of the sickbay. Gloves and tricorders are already set up. Have fun and welcome aboard.”

Lt. Natasha Daye medical

He chuckled openly, his eyes wrinkling with mirth as he approached the line of officers and crewmen. Rather a dream come true for a single man with healthy appetites. Eschewing the gloves though, he picked up the tricorder and turned to the first man in the line, slapping the probe out the device and running it up and down his body as he addressed Daye “Much as I may feel some envy for our historical colleagues, who doesn’t appreciate cupping a stranger’s genitals after all, fortunately for these fine fellows the tricorder is far more accurate in detecting herniated tissue… Here..” he tossed her his tricorder as he moved to the next man and picked up another, gesturing to the other end of the line “wade in, Doctor, I’ll meet you in the middle”

Doctor Nathaniel Harrison (CMO)