Posted Oct. 5, 2020, 5:48 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clinton Reed (Chief Operations Officer) (Charles Stevens)
Posted by Ensign Riari Vaais (Doctor) in Sick call
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clinton Reed (Chief Operations Officer) in Sick call
Posted by Ensign Riari Vaais (Doctor) in Sick call
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
The new under tunic was going to be the death of him, he had scratched his neck raw with the insistent itching. It was with trepidation and more than a bit of embarrassment that Stores sought help from sickbay.Walking in to the med deck he looked around for the duty nurse.
Clinton”Stores”Reed, Operations.
<ooc - Hope you don't mind me popping in>
There was a new face in the sickbay that day, a Trill Doctor and Ensign, Riari Vaais was seated at one of the stations, typing away at what was likely the first of many reports she would be drafting while aboard the Dresden. She turned upon hearing the door slide open behind her, one arm draped over the back of the chair as she swiveled to see who it was and if it was an emergency. Her first look at the LT. did not cause her much alarm, so instead of leaping to her feet to held she calmly stood and hooked one hand on her hip.
“Good evening officer, what can we help you with today?” She didn’t recognize him from the parade of new faces she had seen walking the ship, and so with a brief stumble of words, she introduced herself. “And uh, My name is Ensign Riari Vaais. I am the new doctor who arrived yesterday. Are you feeling unwell.. “Her eyes flashed to the pips at his collar, and in noting his rank, also noticed the flush of red growing at his nape. “Lieutenant?”
-Ensign Riari Vaais
OOC, Not at all!
“Stores m’am”, he answered sticking out his hand. Pleasure to meet you. The older man had the too smooth skin on his face and hands that denoted extensive dermal regeneration,
wile the salt and pepper hair and beard stubble hinted at his age. Further giving indication of middle age was his ‘dad bod’ with a bit of a belly, perhaps fifty pounds of additional weight. Tho his clear blue eyes seemed to hide a joke as he greeted the new doctor.“ I have a bit of a problem…”
Clinton”Stores”Reed, Operations
“Pleasure is mine Stores.” The woman gave his hand a shake, her bright green eyes crinkling a little at the corners with a smile as she released his hand. Her arms crossed lightly, one hand loosely gripping the bicept of the opposite arm while her head canted slightly to one side. Her dark hair was pulled into a twisted bun, small sections of it loose and framing a face that was just past the edge of soft rounded youth and that held eyes that betrayed experience beyond her years. Her face was not yet marred by scar or wrinkle and bore only the Trill markings that swept from her brow, framed her features, and disappeared back into her collar.
“Well perhaps I have the solution for you Lt. Stores. What seems to be the issue you are having today?” Mentally Riari took note of the smooth skin, filing the detail her trained eyes noted along with the name and face.
-Ensign Riari Vaais
“Well Doc, this new uniform is eating me alive.” The operations officer pulled down the neck of the under shirt to show the raw skin. He did not however mention how the shoes pinched and were rubbing hotspots on his feet. “If you have anything that will stop this itching I would grateful.”
Clinton”Stores”Reed, Operations
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