Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Juliet Anders (Chief of Security) in Pips n stops (Medical check in)

Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Pips n stops (Medical check in)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Juliet Anders (Chief of Security) in Pips n stops (Medical check in)
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Juliet looked in the mirror and shrugged her shoulders to settle the uniform. Jet black hair framed a porcelain face set with two piercing crystal blue eyes, her nickname sake. The odd color hid her true lineage and brought her just enough attention to distract from things she didn’t want noticed.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Anders

She looked at the newest addition to her also new uniform. The promotion pip, moving her out of the Ensign bracket once more, shone like a beacon in the mirror as she resettled the Department Head tunic for the umpteenth time. The return to her former rank had been a hard-won battle. But she was there. A sigh fell silently from her lips as she reached up and touched the dark circle on her collar tab. She took a deep breath, nodded a final time to her reflection and walked out of the bathroom.

She was on the Manhattan, now. Her last station, a beacon way-point just far enough from Earth to prevent a quick travel jaunt, had given her time to clear her head, and set her priorities straight. Her dismissal from the Leviathan had left her head spinning. She thought she had acted right. Bollocks, the CO had agreed with her. But the RTF Commander had not. He had dismissed her from the anomaly collecting ship the moment they had stopped for repairs. Most had expected her to sulk and pout and try and whine her way back to the ship. But she had done no such thing. Head high, confident in her past decision and vowing she would do the same had the time presented itself, she had walked away with a determination to set her past behind her and make a new future for herself. The Levi tour had put her in touch with a long lost cousin who had given her her identity back. With that in her mind, she had moved forward, gotten requalified in everything she could get certified in, and had moved herself up in view to make her the choice when the opening for Security Chief on the Manhattan had become available.

Stepping out of her quarters and nodding to a pair of crewmen passing by, she headed for Medical and her new assignment. Her easy stride lead her to the lift. But at the last moment, she veered and chose one of the access ladders instead. She had been cooped up on a shuttle for two days and knew she needed to do more than pushups to get herself back into shape. The climb was swift, Deck 4 to Deck 3, and a few seconds later, she stepped into the Medical Bay and looked around.

The first thing she would do is glance around the room with crystallin blue eyes and start marking which uniforms were present. Were any of them in there from Security? How many medical personnel were bustling about? And what color was the majority of those in the bays she could see? Whether it was her Black Ops training, Security conditioning, or just idle curiosity, she always checked the situations she wandered into. Hailing a passing medical person, she inquired, “I’m here to check in. Who do I need to see?” She’d waited till an hour past shift change to be sure she wasn’t stepping on toes or interrupting pass down meetings. She hoped, whoever she needed to see, would be free by now.

She tugged down the front of her tunic as she waited.

Lt JG Juliet “Jewels” Anders
CoS

Looking up from her PaDD, Jasmine noticed the woman walking in. “Lt. Anders,” she said with a smile. “Dr. Wynters,” she extended her hand in greeting. “Nice to meet you. I hope your trip over here was uneventful?”

Lt Wynters CMO

Juliet smiles and shook the offered hands. “A pleasure to meet you as well. And yes, uneventful. That’s how shuttle rides should be.” She smiled. “I prefer the excitement occurred in places with more back up.”

Juliet
CoS

“Backup is always a bonus,” she let out a small laugh as she pulled up the woman’s file with one hand and pulled a tricorder out of her pocket with the other. “So anything I need to know before we start,” Jasmine asked. Security officers tended to come with a lot more injuries than the other departments. Hazard of the job but Jasmine had learned that asking them tended to focus on the things that bothered them still rather than every bump and bruise recorded in the file.

Wynter CMO

An odd question…

Juliet was used to being bombarded about the things that were flagged in her file the moment she reached medical. The personal question, which seemed to be genuine, threw her for a moment.

A second later, she responded. “No, ma’am. You have my records so you know about the…ummm… anomalies.” Her hand absently rose enough to motion to get surgically changed eyes. “As for the rest,” she shook her head and shrugged. “I’m an empath and telepath. No one else will know but you and the Captain and whoever you two deem necessary. In a bind, I’m also telekinetic. But only in high stress situations and, so far, only clearly in life or death moments. But other than that, I’m just a Security Chief interested in doing her job and staying out of trouble.”

The last bit had a hint of both sincerity and desperation in it. She really did just want to do her job. She also desperately hoped Ops wouldn’t get involved out here and would just leave her alone.

Juliet
“Jewels”
CoS

Jasmine looked at Jewels and gave her a warm smile. Reaching out she put her hand on the woman’s arm. The action would normally allow a telepath to feel everything the other person was experiencing but with Jasmine, it would be a blank, empty space as if she wasn’t there. “Anomalies are a godsend or a curse. Depends on how you look at it. We had a plague hundreds of years ago that completely shaped our society into what it is now. Crazy enough a brain anomaly was what made all our ancestors survive that plague. While it doesn’t present with anything useful like your telekinesis, telepathy, and empathy, it does mean our minds and emotions are completely shut off from telepaths and empaths. Makes us super fun party guests with Betazoids,” Jasmine let out a chuckle.

No one ever knew or worried about the anomaly in Minataran physiology except for the telepathic sentients that instantly noticed it.

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Juliet laughed. There was a minute hitch in her posture at the touch, but she covered it with a soft laugh and a shift. It surprised her that the onslaught of emotions she expected, and had caused the tick, wasn’t present. It gave her the courage to admit the faux pas. “Sorry. I guess I’m not used to folks touching me after they know what I am. I was bracing myself to block you out and as you mentioned the null I would get, I felt it.” She smiled and nodded her head. “I bet you are great fun in moment like that. Personally, I’m just glad to have at least one person I don’t have to brace against because every time you stub a toe or get your heart hurt, I will feel it as well.”

This was swiftly becoming a women Jewels could learn to befriend. The suddenness of the thought made her blink in confusion before smiling once more. “Well, I am glad that you aren’t freaked out, disgusted or morbidly curious about who and what I am. It’s getting rather tedious when I want to just be left alone, to find myself the center of attention.”

Juliet
“Jewels”
CoS

“Pffft,” Jasmine waved a hand leaning in she spoke in a soft whisper. “I am not sure why you think anything about you or your condition would be disgusting. Ever seen Caldoriquiar jock itch? Okay, that is utterly disgusting. ” Winking at Jewels, Jasmine continued with the evaluation.

“So as injuries go I see a previously broken right wrist and two cracked and repaired ribs. They seem to be healing just fine but how are they feeling? Any issues?”

Jasmine Wynter CMO

The worse diagnosis made Jewels smile. “I suppose you are right. And nope,” she twisted her wrists and bent to the side slightly. “They are doing well. The mendor on the station was amazing. I do my best to stay out of trouble. So hopefully I can become a friend and not a patient. It’s nice to meet someone who knows where I come from and doesn’t judge.” She nodded her head in silent thanks.

Juliet
CoS

“You can be both. You security types are always getting dinged and knocked around. Usually, it is because you are taking the brunt of whatever they are throwing at a person like me so I am not gonna judge. I such throwing a punch and can’t hit the broad side of a barn with a phaser. So what made you become a security officer,” she asked.

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Juliet laughed and for a moment it was actually foreign to her own ears. “I guess I’m good at stepping in front of whatever is being thrown. But honestly, I was an orphan because of the Dominion Wars. It was Star Fleet Security and MACO who found me standing over my parents’ bodies with a phaser shooting everyone that came close.” She glanced down at her hands realizing how many ‘confirmed kills’ she had before she was even in the Academy. After a moment, she shrugged and looked back up with a smile. “I guess that Commander who talked me down and took me away was a type of hero to me. Unfortunately, I was misnamed at the camps and they didn’t see I had any family so they sent me to Earth. I lucked out last year and ran into my cousin on the Leviathan. She had joined Star Fleet to look for me and told me they hadn’t stopped looking.”

Taking a deep breath she motioned to her eyes. “Before that, I thought I was alone. Spec Ops picked me up because of my abilities, changed my eyes and hair so it wouldn’t give me away and now, here I am.” Suddenly wanting to change the subject, she nodded to the Doc. “I would never want things thrown in your direction. But if you want, I’m happy to teach you how to keep them at bay when needed. In a crisis you need to be able to defend your team till rescue arrives. And sometimes, it’s gonna be the rescue team you have to defend if they are down.”

Juliet
CoS
(Obviously hasn’t told that story in a very long time)

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