Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Avalise Rendana (Chief of Operations) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aaron Foley (Executive Officer) in Infirmary- COO
Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Avalise Rendana (Chief of Operations) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Avalise Rendana (Chief of Operations) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Infirmary- COO

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Avalise Rendana (Chief of Operations) in Infirmary- COO
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The initial answer that came to mind was ‘not really’, but she was sitting here with a fractured hand and crying in front of the CMO. “My mother died seven months ago and if that wasn’t hard enough, they can’t tell us anything about her death because it’s classified. And someone decided it was a good idea to test how sensitive I was about the matter. It was either hit the wall after they left or end up in the brig,” she said tensely. “Though it might be a bad thing so early on here.”

Lt. (j.g) Rendana, COO

Odraavi nodded, considering her words, for a second. “You aren’t wrong, to be angry. It shouldn’t be the right of anyone’s to inhibit you from know the information regarding your own mother’s death.” She offered a smile, in hopes of lightening the situation a bit, for the young operations chief. “But, Hey. At least you chose to release all hell on the wall, and not the opposing officer? That takes rationality, eh?”

Odraavi
CMO

Avalise shook her head. “It would have been career suicide. There are just certain things as a Starfleet officer that I’ve had to accept, but as a daughter it’s so much harder some days. But yes, better a trip to the Infirmary than the brig any day.”

“I could say that it will get easier, but I see no point in lying to you, Ms. Rendana. At this point, it would seem such an untruth would be useless to you.” Odraavi shook her head, choosing not to console about something she didn’t have experience in or understood.

“How’s my hand anyway? Any lasting damage I need to worry about?” Rendana asked, lifting her chin a bit in an attempt to claw back some dignity.

Lt. (j.g) Rendana, COO

“Your hand is fine. I would suggest using it less, for about a day. After that, you can return to the same usage you had, once before. It wasn’t a detrimental injury, so you should be fine.”

Odraavi
CMO

She shook her head and sighed as she let the doctor finish her work. “Just great. My dominant hand too. Will make work so much fun,” Avalise said dryly and then exhaled. “Oh, well, guess that’s what I have junior officers for,” she added with a bare hint of a smirk.

Lt. (j.g) Rendana, COO

“Mmm, I don’t know about that one. It depends on what you have them do.” She remarked, facetiously. “Tell a junior officer to solve world hunger, and they can do it. Tell a junior officer to screw in a lightbulb, and they cannot find the socket.” She joked, softly.

Dr. Odraavi
CMO

Avalise couldn’t help but laugh and it provided a much needed release to the tension in her body. She smiled gratefully at Odraavi. “I’ve known a few, but I still got to pass on the problems to my Chief. Now I’m the Chief, so lucky me,” she said with a light grin. Flexing her hand, the COO nodded. “Feels alright. But a bit stiff. I can see your advice will be good to keep in mind,” she said with a wink, as if the whole drama of why she was in the Infirmary in the first place was forgotten.

Lt. (j.g) Rendana, COO

“Oh, yes. It is a bit weird, at first, but I guess you get used to it.” Odraavi remarked, shaking her head. There were still days where she had to remind herself that she was the chief and the others were her junior officers. This was in spite of the fact that she had been doing this for quite some time, now. Ah, some things nevertheless change. “Haha! That is good to hear,” She nodded. “If you experience tension that doesn’t allow you to move your hand or wrist, try, first, ice or anything cold. If that doesn’t work, come to the Sickbay, and one of the nurses can get you some anti-inflammatories and muscle relaxers. For, despite our advantages technology, tissue regeneration isn’t always flawless.”

A slight pause, a beat to change the emotional status of their conversation.

“And, on a colleague to colleague basis, rather than doctor to patient, my door is always open, if you want to have a little chat, serious or amicable. Just.. beware of the succulents, some people seem to believe they jump at you, but I’ve never seen it. So, who knows.” A smile etched its way across her face, once more. Normally, she kept her relationships rather closed off, a strictly patient-doctor. However, there were the select few that she would have her door open for, beyond medical conversation. That was, if they ever needed a sounding board or someone to laugh with. She might be a bit awkward, but she had a set of lungs and a voicebox.

Dr. Odraavi
CMO