Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in CMO’s Office - Establishing Boundaries… And Setting Expectations

Posted by Lieutenant Kreed (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO’s Office - Establishing Boundaries… And Setting Expectations

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in CMO’s Office - Establishing Boundaries… And Setting Expectations
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As soon as Yeoman Rand had settled and rhe nurse was working with her, Kreed walked to the front doors of Sickbay. As they slid open, the Saurian - taking obvious care to not step outside the room- said “Commander. My office. NOW.” He spoke softly, so no one other than the Commander would hear, and then he spun around and walked determinedly to his office and inside; not looking to see if the Executive Officer followed.

Kreed, CMO

Roman had been standing outside the doors, waiting with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. A sure sign to anyone who knew him he was not happy. He followed the CMO into sickbay, keeping his focus on the saurian and not his surroundings. He stood inside the office, arms crossed, and eyed Kreed. “What is it?”

~ Alden, XO/CSO

Kreed closed the door and took a seat behind his desk. He set his scaled hands on the desk top and looked down at the surface. Without looking up he said, quite evenly, “Commander. Are you a medical doctor?”

Kreed, CMO

“No,” replied the commander, equally calm, though he gave Kreed that icy look of his. “I am not. But I am Rand’s family.” He stood, ignoring the chairs on this side of the CMO’s desk. “I know what her anxiety is like. I’ve been helping her manage it for two years.”

~ Roman

Kreed moved to his feet with a swiftness surpassing humans and glared at the XO. “And do you think that maybe… just maybe… that is one of the reasons she is currently in this state? You are not qualified to make medical decisons or to help people manage complex psychological and physiological issues. You are not a doctor. You are not a trained counselor. And you are in need of psychological care as well; care which has been stated as necessary and that you chose to forego until forced!” He leaned closer and said “But we are not here right now because of Rand. We are here because you, as the Executive Officer of this ship, contradicted me and dictated medical care for my patient in front of that patient and my staff. And that, Commander, I will not tolerate from you… from the Captain… or from whatever gods you pray to. You were and continue to be wholly and completely out of your depth… out of your professional diligence… and out of line.” He leaned back and said “You do not dictate within the confines this Sickbay, Mr. Alden. The ship may be yours and the Captain’s to run as you wish. But you do not command here. I do. And I promise you this. If you ever… ever… contradict me or tell me how to practice medicine in front of my patients or my staff again, I will file formal charges against you for interfering with the medical care of Star Fleet personnel and I will do my utmost to have you removed from any Command position for cause.” Black eyes stared into his without blinking. “Do you understand me, Commander? I will not repeat this conversation with you again.”

Kreed, CMO

A silent, tense moment passed. Then another. Then a tense, “Understood. Apologies, sir.” Roman held the reptilian man’s gaze evenly. “Is there anything else you would like to discuss?”

~ Alden, XO/CSO

“Yes. Now sit down and stop acting like a petulant child.” Kreed said and took a seat himself. He then looked up at Alden and waited for him to be seated, holding his gaze with an unflinching stare.

Kreed, CMO

There was obvious offense at the description but no argument as he took a seat, looking at Kreed expectantly, a hint of anxiety he was trying to hide to his gaze.

~ Alden, XO/CSO

Kreed took a long, deep breath and slowly exhaled. “Commander…” he began, “… unlike previous medical officers you may have dealt with, I do not have any intention of leaving this post for a some time. As such, you and I must learn to work together.” He took another breath, but his gaze never left looking Alden directly in his eyes. “Now… I do not know what exactly has been done for both you and Yeoman Rand. All I can tell so far is it has not been nearly enough. For that, you have my sympathies and a promise that I will not allow your needs- or hers- to go on unaddressed. But in that vein… you need to trust me. And you need to accept and make yourself know that I do not allow those in my care to suffer unnecessarily. That is not to say that I do not make individuals do things they do not want to. I absolutely will, if and only if I believe that is the best way to provide the care they need. Hence my mandate for you to have therapy. Hence my changing Yeoman Rand’s medication. And hence my using an alternative method for treating her panic attack. A treatment you could have learned yourself; except you chose to be overly emotional and arrogant instead of paying attention and perhaps learning something. Do you agree or disagree with anything I have said so far?”

Kreed, CMO

“I don’t need-” he cut himself off and gave a long sigh. “You kicked me out, I wouldn’t have learnt it either way.” He said. “But I don’t disagree my comment was out of line.” It wasn’t just working together, Roman would be at least… somewhat… more compliant medically if these two could find a way to get along.

~ Roman

“I kicked you out because you contradicted me in front of my staff. Perhaps I should come to your lab and tell you how wrong you are in front of your staff there, hmm?” Kreed asked. “How would you respond if that were to happen, I wonder?”

Kreed, CMO

His lab would stare disbelievingly at anyone who dared. Not that Roman had any sort of explosive temper, he didn’t, but no one would do such a thing regardless. “I would likely prove you wrong… And then throw you out.”

~ Roman

Kreed looked at him for a long moment, waiting to see if he could make the connection. Finally he said “So I should have taken time away from my patient… your so-called family… to prove a point to you and then do what I would have done anyway?” and he cocked his head slightly to the side and stared at Alden as if he was some kind of specimen. “You really are a poor excuse for a leader, you know that? You are an egotistical, selfish, self-centered, belligerent bully. You don’t deserve to be an Executive Officer. Because a true leader in your position would always have their crew’s… their entire crew’s… well being at the forefront of all they do. You don’t care about anyone other than Yeoman Rand… and you use her like a tool. No…” and he shook his head like he had finally decided something. “I don’t think I want to continue this interaction. You are far too arrogant and stubborn to listen; and I am not sure you will even be in a mental or emotional state that I would trust you with the safety and care of this ship and crew. I tried to talk to you, Commander. I tried to engage with you and show you that I am not here to do anything other than provide the best medical care I can. You cannot see past your own bruised pride- a pride that was bruised by your own actions, by the way- to see the peace offering that was held out to you. You would rather be right than be approachable. Correct than compassionate. Elitist than a leader.” He shook his head. “You are more ficused on your role as ascientists than your diuties as a First Officer. You hide in your lab.. or in your quarters. You are unapproachable. And you are focused only on yiurself and Yeoman Rand. That is detrimental to this ship.” He looked down and activated the computer terminal on his desk. “The first time you came in here I showed you a medical order stating you are unfit for duty and would be remanded into medical custody and removed as XO. I was torn about that choice. But I felt that consistency for the crew outweighed my trepidations to you holding such authority.” He looked up briefly and said “I have no such reservations at this time.” and went back to typing.

Kreed, CMO