Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman) in Maybe Medical Can Tell Us Apart
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Rand had been dismissed by the captain. She was slightly disappointed, she had hoped she’d get to see the Sentinel go to warp, but she gave a mental shrug. She did wait by the turbolift for Randy however. Part of her duties was training him and so she waited for him and watched to see if there was anything else she could tell him to help. But Randy didn’t really need to be ‘trained,’ he was excellent at whatever he did, and he handled the XO’s gruffness with his usual easy going nature. She stopped by their quarters so they could process and then return the reports the CO and XO had signed off on.

Randy dutifully reported by his sister’s side and headed down with her to their quarters. Figuring the pair was the only ones who would understand Gaelic because thankfully the combadge didn’t exist yet and the universal translator was something that was on ship to ship communications, rather than person to person. He leaned over and said, “Tha sgeulachd agam ri innse” Which roughly translates to ‘I have a story to tell’. He waited till they were in their quarters before saying, “I heard that down in the mess hall the cook wanted to sprinkle something special on the dish of a crew member he fancied, well it turns out that instead of the Klingon aphrodisiac, he grabbed a Klingon fire spice! Crewman Gabrielle was in-between the restroom and sickbay all day!”

“We’ve got a medical check-in today.” She sounded strained. “I suppose the CMO will have questions about the other night in the observation lounge.” She picked up a canister from the table, tipped her head back and squeezed: Cheese Whiz! The best kind of cheese there was. Rand ate Cheese Whiz the way some people ate whipped topping. Rand set the canister back on the table, straightened her uniform and took a deep breath. She glanced at the uniform tartan that Randy had disguarded the previous day. “I wonder if I could get away with wearing my sash and brooch?”

Scowling at his sister with a faint smile he said, “Miranda Arabella Blair Elizabeth Scarlett Farquharson! I know we are in the middle of space but for the love, somehow, and I mean somehow you’ll attract ants! How did you even get that stuff onboard?” Randy was furious! Well, mock furious, but still furious! Every time they shared a room, a living area, Rand would leave out food and there would be a colony of ants that would find their way in. He kept up the glare before he broke into a giggle and said, “Alright Rand you can only wear your sash and brooch if I can bring my bagpipes!”

Stepping off the turbolift on deck 9 Rand turned to starboard following the long hall way around to the aft port section where sickbay was located. She stopped suddenly and knelt down, picking up a single red rose petal. She held it up for Randy to inspect and made a “shushing” gesture. She entered sickbay and looked around. Hushed noises and a sudden stillness about the area said perhaps no one was expected. Ah food for the gossip mill!
Yeoman Rand

“Oh I wonder if that’s the cook trying to make it up to Gabrielle.” He said quietly as they walked, quieting himself before entering alongside her.

En Randy