Posted by Ensign Mark Atlas (Doctor) in Sickbay- Doctor Atlas Reports In
Mark yawned heavily as he stood outside the doors to Sickbay. He was exhausted. The young doctor had gotten roughly 5 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours. With all the shuttle transfers and transporting, he barely had a moment where he wasn’t traveling. He was told by the OOD on the Quarterdeck that he didn’t have to report to his Department Head until tomorrow, but Mark wanted to get it done and out of the way as soon as possible. The way he saw it, the sooner he could get introductions out of the way, the sooner he could start putting his training to good use.

He stepped forward as the Sickbay doors rushed open, allowing Mark to witness the massive medical suite within. Gazing at the surgical suite, the full lab, and the rows of biobeds, he could hardly contain his excitement. Eventually, one of the nurses interrupted the Doctor’s amazement. “Can I help you?” she asked inquisitively. Mark snapped out of it. “Oh.” He said. “Yeah. I’m here to meet the CMO.” The statement ended up sounding like more of a question.

“Oh, okay.” The nurse smiled. “It’s that door right back there.” She pointed behind her. “Why don’t you go see if she’s in.”

“Thanks.” Mark said as he walked past the front desk and to the door of the Chief Medical Officer. He took one last deep breath. He really didn’t care for meeting new people. Those awkward first encounters were never his favorite. He pressed the chime beside the door.

“Enter” came a melodic voice from the other side of the door.

When the door opened, Mark stepped inside, looking around quickly to get his bearings before his eyes focused on the CMO. He stood straight but relaxed and spoke slowly and clearly, as if trying to remember the words. “Ensign Mark Atlas. Doctor. Reporting for duty.” He paused as if he forgot something. “....ma’am.” Really, dude? He thought to himself. You can suture and abdominal aortic aneurysm but you can’t remember how to report in?

Ensign Mark Atlas, Doctor

She gazed at him with ebony eyes and smiled lightly. “At ease, Ensign and come on over and have a seat. I think you’ll find I’m pretty relaxed, and when there aren’t other department folk around or command staff, Satreya is just fine by me. Unless you prefer the formalities, in which, I’ll accept Dr. Boja. ‘Ma’am’ can be a bit much when we’re elbow deep in our patients,” she said with a wink, leaning back in her chair so that her chin length strawberry blond hair shifted away from her face. For the moment though she didn’t ask any questions, but wanted to see how he responded to her. The gifted telepath was paying attention to whatever reaction was created so she could amend her responses accordingly. She wanted him to be comfortable, after all.

Lt. Boja, CMO