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USS Sentinel

Check Out of a Check Up

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Check Out of a Check Up

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Check Out of a Check Up

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Check Out of a Check Up
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The day proceeded fairly normally. Rand was up early as always, her hand better but still hurting. Randy had looked at it, chastised her about doing too much, and then had some inventive ideas about what to do with the prankster. Luckily the reports were not as extensive as they had been. The morning moved smoothly and Roman supervised her time with Nibbles. She still couldn’t find the sleeve remnant. She finally figured it must have been tossed out when the cage was cleaned last.

But as her afternoon moved on she found it was moving faster than she wanted and she was making work, trying to postpone the inevitable. Randy found her and reminded her, but he had his own duties to perform and would check on her later. At 1545 Rand was wondering everywhere but deck 9 and Sickbay until she resigned herself to having to go for her appt. and she took the lift and stepped off on the far side of deck 9.

Rand

The day went quickly for Roman as well. Unlike usual, he slept all the way until his alarm went off, which was quite a nice way to start the day, though he’d planned on using the extra time so he could be done by 1600. He made his way down to Deck 9, where he worked in his office instead of the lab, to minimise distractions.

While he was supervising Rand’s visit with Nibbles, he worked in the lab. Then it was back in his office until he was finished with paperwork at 1400. Two hours to do his usual science stuff. He fed the animals only he was allowed to feed, and did his necessary work only. Finally he was done by 1605 and by 1610 he was in Sickbay, looking for Rand.

~ Roman

Rand had arrived only a moment before and was getting a stern but deserved lecture about arriving on time for her appointment from Nurse Shrine. Additionally the nurse was not buying Rand’s appology that she was busy and that’s why she was late. Rand was never late. The nurse shook her head. “Up on the bed and get that boot off. Dr Elbbirt will be by in a moment to take x-rays.”

Rand

Roman waited for Rand to finish getting a rather stern sounding lecture from one of the nurses, hoping no other nurses saw him. Or at least, didn’t talk to him. Then he headed to Rand. “I take it I am no later than you are?” He said, glancing around as if uncomfortable. But he was clearly trying to hide it.

~ Roman

Rand was happy to see him. He’d said he’d come if he could, but she was conflicted. As much as she wanted him there with her, she knew he hated it. When he wasn’t there when she arrived late, she’d half hoped he was busy in the labs and half disappointed. She nodded looking up at him from where she was sitting. “I was…busy.” She pointed subtly to the door, he could leave it was too hard, it was okay with her.

A small shake of his head was meant to tell her he wasn’t going anywhere. Roman had said he’d be here and he was too stubborn to back out now.

“Ah! En Farquharson let’s get started.” Dr Elbbirt entered the room with the portable x-ray machine and got right to work. He glanced up, “Lt Cmdr Alden. Making sure she doesn’t fall and break her other foot?” Elbbirt was quite serious; Rand’s penchant for being ‘clumsy’ wasn’t lost on the medical staff. At least this time it didn’t hurt as he moved her foot this way and that to get the x-rays.

Rand

“Ensign Farquharson may not report directly to me, however, she does make a habit of helping with my paperwork. I would rather her with two functional feet,” said Roman to Elbbirt. It may not have been the strongest excuse but there was no reason for his words to be doubted. He stood quietly, resisting the urge to reach for Rand’s hand while the x-rays were taken.

~ Roman

Elbbirt nodded. He applauded Alden. The crew and personnel fell under his jurisdiction, and he thought it was well done that Alden was concerned over the health of the crew. Of course it wasn’t like Alden was coming in and checking on other crew. Then again, Alden was the one who’d found Rand and helped her to sickbay. Perhaps he felt obligated to see it through. Shrine on the other hand had heard all those annoying questions Scott had asked every time she came in to see Rand. Now she was starting to wonder.

Elbbirt looked over the images, “You stay right there, I’ll be right back,” and he left taking Shrine with him. They returned, Shrine with a hypo and Elbbirt with the bone fuser. Rand sat up straighter and scooted backwards, her eyes going wide. Nope, no more hypos no more bone fuser. “It’s healed up very well, but there are still a few very small weak spots. So we’re going to take care of those.” While Elbbirt set up his torture device, Rand tucked her foot under her opposite knee and placed her hand on her shin. “Dr Elbbirt, you know I get to read all the reports from the different departments, and there was one from planetary sciences. It mentioned bacteria, and I was just curious. It lives in a different environment than we do, how would you go about safely testing its effects on humans?” Rand was totally trying to distract him from what he thought he was going to do to her foot.

Rand

Roman had to hide his smile. She was trying to get him to talk instead of fix the foot. “Come on, R- er, Ensign, rip the bandaid off, as they say, and it’ll be done with.” He had his hand conveniently close, so she could grab it if she needed to, but in a subtle way so it might look like she just grabbed on to whatever was nearest and it happened to be his hand.

~ Roman

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