Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade M’Lene (Chief Science Officer) in Ensign Lemann’s Quarters - Side Sim
Having popped on a pair of sleek black trousers and an emerald green top, M’Lene made her way to Lemann’s quarters with an air of excitement. She was used to other women in particular finding her a little too much to handle. Although she was outgoing and friendly, she had real trouble making friends. She decided to take a bottle of wine with her that she swung casually by her side with her good arm and eagerly pressed the door chime when she arrived.
Lt (jg) M’Lene (CSO)
“Come in!” came a fast response from inside. Jessica hopped up to her feet to greet her guest with a happy smile. “Thank you so much for joining me,” she exclaimed and then reigned in her excitement a touch. “I’m going crazy trying to get to know people on this ship,” she elaborated with a friendly grin. Snatching up the medical tricorder resting on an end table by her couch, she gestured for M’Lene to come in and then snapped it open. “Business first,” she commented, quickly scanning the CSO’s injured arm and shoulder to check on the status of the healing. As she waited for a readout, she added, glancing at the wine in her good arm, “… and then we’ll drown any lingering pain with that bottle of wine.”
Ensign Lemann, Med
M’Lene smiled, glad to see that she wasn’t the only one excited at the thought of making friends. She dutifully and carefully held her arm out for scanning, wincing a little as it was still tender. The scans showed that everything was in the correct position following the somewhat brutal manipulation Dr Ryley had performed but there was still a fair amount of bruising and soft tissue damage which was causing M’Lene some pain and stiffness. She smiled as Jess scanned her arm. “You’re a very dedicated doctor aren’t you?” she asked as she observed the care the young doctor took. “And thank you for your help in sickbay, I wouldn’t like to admit it to anyone but I was really scared…” she added quietly, almost surprised at where the confession had come from. She was not normally one to show or even admit to weakness.
Lt (jg) M’Lene (CSO)
Jessica carefully studied the readout on the tricorder, chewing slightly on her lower lip as she had noted M’Lene’s wince upon holding out the injured appendage. “It looks like you’re healing nicely,” she commented, setting down the device so that she could gently run her hands over the arm, being extremely careful not to cause any undue pain. “While it’s not a fantastic idea to mix alcohol,” she paused to nod at the bottle of wine, “and pain medication, would you like an analgesic? I know that must be smarting a bit still.” Waiting for the CSO to decide, she fetched two wine glasses from a cabinet in her kitchen area and brought them and a corkscrew over to the small seating area. Setting them down on the coffee table, she reached for the bottle of wine and held up the corkscrew. “The doctor says that I’ll handle this,” she noted with a giggle and a grin.
Once they both had goblets of wine, Jessica gestured to the couch and indicated for M’Lene to make herself at home. It was only then that she finally responded to the comments the CSO had made. Taking a small sip of her wine, a delighted look came on her face as she savored it.
“Yes, I love to help,” she responded. “Of course, I’m not sure how conscious you were at the time, but my medicine first Starfleet second priority order made me quite the new friend of our XO.” She giggled lightly and followed that up with a slightly larger sip of the wine, her features relaxing slowly between the delicious beverage and the comfort of friendly company. “I can’t imagine how terrifying it would be to be in that much pain. You really did a number on yourself,” she added. “I don’t think you ever told me what happened. Do you want to talk about it?” Another sip of wine made its way into her mouth as she studied the Caitian, her expression not one of professional curiosity but more of care and concern.
Ensign Lemann, Med
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