Posted Sept. 6, 2018, 10:24 p.m. by Lieutenant James Stark (Chief Medical Officer) (Sage Pennington)
Posted by Commander Mason Black (Executive Officer) in XO’s Office - CMO Check-In
Posted by Lieutenant James Stark (Chief Medical Officer) in XO’s Office - CMO Check-In
Posted by Commander Mason Black (Executive Officer) in XO’s Office - CMO Check-In
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Walking like he had been summoned with some great urgency, James made his way towards the XO’s office. Making one final turn before he entered, he reminded himself This man is two ranks my superior. I have to muster up some respect. He made his final footsteps and came to the door. Without a moment’s pause, he rang the chime, caring not what business he interrupted.-Lt James Stark, CMO
The door slid open almost immediately, and from inside the room and behind the desk, a man wearing the red of Command and Commander pips didn’t look up from the PaDD he was working on. “Come in and report” came from the Executive Officer as a hand reached out, a very slight tremor evident for just a moment as he grasped a large cup of coffee and brought it back for a sip, all without looking at whoever was in the doorway. The man was dark haired and was obviously tall and well built. He was a man who gave the appearance of disliking paperwork all in all, who preferred to keep busy.
Cmdr Black, XO
“Lieutenant James Stark, I’m your new CMO. Sir.” The Sir. was very much tacked on at the last second. “I’ve had a chance to look at the medical facilities. Should prove more than adequate. If the staff is like the ship, we’ll be in alright shape.” His eyes were an icey blue that said nothing of what he thought. It was something he had picked up young. And now, as a doctor, bedside manner was not his strength, but patients always seemed reassured by his confidence. He figured the XO would do the same.
-Lt James Stark, CMO
“Welcome to the Asimov Lieutenant” the XO replied, still without looking up as he read what was on the PaDD. “I’m glad the facilities are adequate. If they weren’t, that would just be too bad, that’s what you have to work with.” His tone wasn’t condescending, hurt or even offended. It was a tone that stated matter of factly that this was how it was and that the new Doctors opinion in the matter, didn’t actually matter. Still without looking at him, the coffee cup motioned to the chair. “Take a seat Doctor. Tell me, what is your combat triage like? Have you seen service outside a sickbay?”
Cmdr Black, XO
James sat across from the XO, starting to lose patience for this inability to look up. “I’ve served on two other ships. One was a hospital ship. The other was a heavy cruiser. Sovereign class. Like the Enterprise. We saw our fair share of action. You know, at a certain point, it becomes impossible to completely remove some Borg implants? Yeah. I’ve done my job.” Now he stared down the XO. If he doesn’t look up soon… James thought.
-Lt James Stark, CMO
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