Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Sickbay - Johann’s Physical

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tolar Zarath (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Johann’s Physical

Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Sickbay - Johann’s Physical
When was the last time I was down here? the Captain wondered as he wandered into Sickbay in time for his mandatory physical. He strode through the door and just stood by the biobeds. His occular implants swept the room to see whether or not Doctor Zarath was here.

He didn’t actually have much of a chance to chat with the new doctor. Something that he had to rectify. He couldn’t actually remember having gone through the standard “oh-hello-you-must-be-the-new-doctor-would-you-like-something-from-the-replicator-no-ok-well-it-says-here-you-did-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah” new department head routine. So maybe he could handle all of that at the same time as this otherwise annoying box-ticking exercise.

– Johann Dvorak, CO

The Andorian looked up from his desk when the doors opened. His office had a window that allowed him to see into the main triage area of Sickbay. “Captain Dvorak, what can I do for you?” Tolar stood up and took his cane in hand, exiting his office. The Andorian Doctor was about fifty, of medium height, and of wiry build. He walked with a limp, and utilized a cane made of polished ebony. His dark eyes studied Dvorak as he approached. Zarath’s manner was a bit gruff but not disrespectful in the slightest.

-Tolar Zarath, CMO

“I’m here for the physical, Doctor Zarath,” the Captain said. “The one I got a notification about that I’m probably overdue on.” It was in the Captain’s bucket of administrivia that he preferred to ignore whenever he had an excuse for doing so.

The Captain stood in uniform at about the same height as the Doctor, maybe a smidgen taller from not having to use a cane. Though he did have an assistive technology of his own though: both of his ‘eyes’ were actually ocular implants. Bits of grey were now showing in Dvorak’s goatee, the only hair besides eyebrows that seemed to be on his head.

– Johann Dvorak, CO

The Andorian feigned shock and put a hand to his heart, or where a human would assume his heart was. “Surely Hell has frozen over.” He commented, producing a medical Tricorder, and motioning with his other hand that the Captain take a seat wherever he wished. The limp which slowed him in the corridors didn’t seem to trouble Tolar much while he went about his medical business.

He began waving the hand scanner to and fro, turning to punch a command into the chosen Biobed, which would undoubtedly begin some other sort of scan, possibly with a beep or whine of some kind accompanying said scan. “Have you had any pain lately? Mood Swings? Anything out of the Ordinary?”

-Zarath, CMO