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=[O]= Understood sir, we are on our way. =[C]= Charlie replied, turning to her trusty Nurse Matron. “Matron, you and NE Handy with me, we need 10 emergency medkits and tricorders. Dr MacKenzie, with me.” She added, hoping the new Dr had come ready for action.

Charlie quickly got anything she think she might need and was soon heading out of the door with her entourage.

Lt (jg) Bailey, CMO

Dr. MacKenzie nodded sharply and responded, “Aye, Chief. I’m ready.”

He quickly grabbed his medical bag, ensuring it contained essential medical supplies, including a spare tricorder in case his BALP-1 decided to act up, and joined the group. As they made their way to the designated location, Dr. MacKenzie mentally prepared himself for whatever emergency situation they might encounter, reminding himself that every crisis required focus and teamwork. He followed The CMO and the medical team, ready to jump into action and utilize his skills as a seasoned medical officer.

–Dr. MacKenzie–

As the group got down to the planet they had an array of colonists lined up in five rows at medical check in stations for their randomly selected colonial screenings. The teams would be expected to perform basic health scans, mental wellness checks, and simple blood and dna samples for any obvious anomalies. The colonists which seem grumpy to have their lives interrupted were of course complying without issues. Rules were rules after all.

GM CockRoach