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USS Sentinel

Fun in Sick Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Fun in Sick Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Kreed (Chief Medical Officer) in Fun in Sick Bay

Posted by Ensign Chandel (Science) in Fun in Sick Bay
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Hugh had a few items to check off his list now that he was on the ship and Sick bay was the first logical choices on the list. As Hugh arrived, he noticed that he didn’t know who to check in with and his muscular frame stood waiting for someone to ask him what was needed.

MacClure, Engineer

As MacClure stook looking around for someone to help him, the doors of sickbay whooshed open again and a tall willowy, young black woman entered in a Science tunic. Her ebony hair was done up on her head in braids that wrapped around like a crown. It made her look more statuesque then she was. The black boots didn’t hurt in that aspect either.
“Hey.” Chandel said as she peered around the empty sickbay. “You look as new here as I do, I am Chandel by the way.” She offered her hand to shake, nails manicured in a French style.

Ensign Chandel Sci

At that moment a Saurian male walked out of one of the offices. Large black eyes took in the pair of Ensigns and he walked, stopping a few arms lengths away. “Ensigns. I am Lieutenant Kreed, the Chief Medical Officer. How may I be of assistance?” he asked with a noticable lack of emotion.

Kreed, CMO

“Hello, Doctor Kreed. I am Ensign Chandel and am here for my boarding physical.” Chandel said without her usual large, friendly smile. She knew the Saurons were a reptoid race that instinctively considered a toothy smile a threat. Though she imagined ones like Dr. Creed probably had inured themselves to such instinctive sense of threat from open smiles, having served among humans for some time. But she wished to not appear confrontational. The ‘notes’ of harmony that the Saurian gave off were deep and resonate. Her intuitive sense of him was one of permanence and unlike other humans she in fact felt comfortable in his presence.

Ensign Chandel Sci

Leah was sitting at the side terminals entering in some notes from a security officer she had just treated for a ulnar fracture suffered during some training. She looked up and smiled, glad to see new folks on board. She was on shift for awhile longer before she had some psyc appointments this afternoon.

~Leah Hart, NP

Hugh looked at Kreed and replied, “Aye Sir, I am here for my medical onboarding also.” Looking over at the Lieutenant sitting at the terminal, he smiled wondering if she was single.

MacClure, Engineer

“Very well. Ensign Chandel, please accompany Nurse Hart to Biobed Four.” The scaly head and black eyes fixed on the Engineer. “And Ensign who did not give a name, follow me.” The CMO turned and didn’t stop to look if he was being followed; he simply started walking.

Kreed, CMO

“I do apologize for not introducing myself earlier Sir,” Hugh replied, “I am Ensign Hugh MacClure and I work in Engineering.” Hugh kept thinking in his mind that he needed to give more information when meeting people and not forget to introduce himself. At that moment, Hugh quickly began to follow Dr. Kreed where he was going.

MacClure, Engineering

Leah signed off her terminal and waved Chandel over to the biobed. “Hello, I’m Leah,” she said with light but notable Spanish accent. “I’m a nurse practitioner and I work here in Sickbay as well as serve as a mental health practitioner.” She moved with a fluid grace to her steps and while she was an energetic woman, there was a strong surface layer of focused calm.

~Leah Hart, NP

Chandel nodded to the CMO as she followed Hart over the biobed and slid up onto it. “A pleasure to meet you, Nurse Leah.” Chandel said with a wide smile.

OOC: Leah would find Chandel a very healthy human woman of 30. No scars, signs of broken bones, surgeries or any signs of any past medical trauma what so ever. Her Starfleet Medical file should no anomalies either. She was a very blessed individual medically speaking. No records of colds or sickness.

Ensign Chandel Sci

Leah grabbed the tricorder and tapped on the nearby readout screen before she began a scan. “Any illnesses, allergies or accidents not on your file?” she asked, though a quick glance at the readout told her what the answer likely was. Still, people could surprise you with things.

~Leah Hart, NP

“Not at all. I have been very blessed health wise.” Chantel said. “I eat well, exercise and meditate. Seems to do the trick.” She said with an engaging smile.

Ensign Chandel Sci

“Well, your scans seem to agree with you,” Leah said, smiling. “Everything seems normal according to baseline. Do you generally adjust well to new environments? Any previous issues we should discuss?”

~Leah Hart, NP

Chandel gave the Nurse a mysterious smile, “I usually suffer no ill effects in any move. I have become quite adept at developing little habits and rituals to acclimatize myself quickly. No, I don’t believe so, Nurse Leah, but thanks for asking. I would like to ask how you find the Sentinel and her crew though. Anything I should be aware of in that respect?”

Ensign Chandel Sci

“Oh, I’m still pretty new myself, but everyone has been pretty welcoming. I really can’t compare my experience too, since this is my first starship posting. But I find if you are up for social activities, you can encourage people to participate.” She didn’t mind being called Nurse Leah, since most people she encountered really didn’t understand the difference and it was too confusing to call her doctor. She really hadn’t found a great middle ground, other than her rank, and she never used that when she was doing one-on-one sessions.

“Got any particular interests? I might know if we have anything like that on board currently,” Hart said.

~Leah Hart, NP

Chantel smiled, “I have a lot of interests, actually. I tend to focus on my hobbies individually to really enjoy each and learn about them in-depth. Lately, I have been studying various forms of yoga.”

Ensign Chandel Sci

Leah grinned. “Sounds fun. I know Lieutenant Chambers runs an all-levels yoga class in the gym twice a week. If I recall correctly, one is a morning class and the other is in the evening. Can’t tell you more about it then that, though.”

“I will definitely check those out.” Chandel said with a smile.

“Well, everything looks good here, so considered yourself signed off for duty. I’ll update your file immediately,” Hart said.

~Leah Hart, NP

“Thank you, you should join me in that yoga. Nothing better to start your day off with.” Chandel said with a light hearted smile before sliding off the biobed.

Ensign Chandel Sci

“I’m usually more of an active activity person, but I’m willing to try things,” Leah said, reflecting back the smile. “Let me know when you’re going and I’ll join you. And have a great day. I hope you settle in well, and if you have any issues, you know where we are.”

Kreed led the other Ensign to a Biobed and gestured a clawed hand it. “Please have a seat, Ensign. And tell me… any changes to your health since your last examination? Injuries, illness, otle the like?” the CMO asked in a clipped and direct fashion.

Kreed, CMO

“No Sir,” Hugh replied, “I feel the same as I did during my exit exam at Starfleet Academy”

MacClure, Engineer

With the physcial complete, Hart moved over to the admin area to enter in the notes and update the Ensign’s file.

~Leah Hart, NP

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