Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clodagh Donnely (Security Officer) in Is my head attached?… Clodagh checks in with Medical

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tolar Zarath (Chief Medical Officer) in Is my head attached?… Clodagh checks in with Medical

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clodagh Donnely (Security Officer) in Is my head attached?… Clodagh checks in with Medical
Five foot nine, 195 pounds, and with amazing red hair and blue green eyes. The young Celtic decendent moved down the halls taking in as much as she could. As security she would soon be expected to know what normal is on the ship, so she can recognize the abnormal when it appeared. She was humming absently and watching the crew as well. Smiles were met with smiles and looks of curiosity were met with bigger smiles. She could sometimes be intimidating and she tried not to let it become that part of her that everyone would get to know first.

Stepping into the medical bay, she glanced around for the first person she could reach out to about her check in.

Lt JG Clodagh Donnely
Security

Lt. Donnely would find that the closest person was also the only person, and he was seated at his desk, which was off to one side of the small sickbay, partially partitioned off with a half bulkhead of mostly windows.

“Lt. Donnely, I presume.” The Andorian’s gravelly voice greeted the woman as she approached. The Doctor stood up and motioned with his cane toward one of the Bio-Beds. “Have a seat and we’ll get down to it.”

She smiled and nodded, heading for the bed. “Yes, Sir.”

He was an inch shorter than she was, and thin, with snowy white hair and Brown eyes. If the Antennae weren’t a dead give away, the blue skin would surely alert her to his species. He moved with a limp and used a polished ebony cane for support. However, he wasn’t slow or clumsy in his motions. He wore the standard uniform tunic and pants, but also a white lab coat. From a pocket, he produced a medical Tricorder as he made his way to her.

“Anything you’d like to add to your file, concerning your present state of health?” He asked, the tone belaying the joking intent with the formality of his speech.

-Zarath, CMO

Shaking her head slightly, “No, Sir. I believe I got here all in one piece. Head may be on sideways on occasion,” she laughed lightly. “But I am sure the Counselor can make sure it doesn’t end up completely backwards.” Like most folks, she glanced at his antennae as they danced about with his thoughts and actions. Thankfully, she’d been around enough Andorians that it wasn’t a wholly unique experience and she was only looking a moment.

Glancing around the bay, she smiled. “Must be nice to have some quiet. I’m sorry I was the distraction in it for you.” She glanced at the tricorder as he ran it over her, her hands resting her palms on the top of her thighs as she awaited the verdict.

Clodagh
Security

He raised an eyebrow as he began to scan Clodagh, and the barest hint of a smirk came to his lips. “Too quiet… Any quieter and I’d be getting paranoid. Thank providence you showed up when you did. So no apologies necessary.” Clearly sarcastic, the tone of his gravelly voice let her know he was indeed kidding. “Let’s see here… Everything appears to be in order.” He grunted. “Statistically, redheads are less likely to go grey with age. Unlike my people, who rarely have any color at all in our hair. Maybe redheads really are lucky. Either way, you, Lieutenant, are cleared for duty. Unless there’s anything else I can do for you.”

-Zarath, CMO