Posted Aug. 26, 2020, 7:47 p.m. by Ensign Clinton Reed (Operations Officer) (Charles Stevens)
Posted by Lieutenant Elaine Janvier (Chief Medical Officer) in Stores pokes his head in to sick bay, tag Doc Elaine
Posted by Ensign Clinton Reed (Operations Officer) in Stores pokes his head in to sick bay, tag Doc Elaine
Posted by Lieutenant Elaine Janvier (Chief Medical Officer) in Stores pokes his head in to sick bay, tag Doc Elaine
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Last stop before checking in with command, Stores was looking forward to seeing Elaine and Enj, with leave and the excelerated loading schedule he haven’t seen either of them lately.
As usual sickbay was busy with a steady stream of minor injuries and routine patient visits so the acting Quarters Master found a spot out of the way until there was a lull.Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo
It wasn’t long before Stores was spotted by his furry friend. Enj was so excited to see his friend he was practically dancing on his hind legs. Elaine couldn’t be seen but Stores would be able to garner from the talk of the medical staff that she was in Sickbay somewhere.
Some few minutes after Stores had sat down Elaine appeared out of one of the surgical suits wearing a white coat over her uniform and carrying a case of medical samples. When her eyes met Reed’s she smiled and gestured that she’d drop off the case before she came over to talk to him. Proceeding to do just that she returned a couple of minutes later sans the case, but with the coat still on.
“Stores,” she greeted, “Congratulations on upseating the Chief Petty Officer. I must admit things are working a little smoother with you and the new Chief of Operations in charge.”
Lt. Elaine Janvier, CMO & Enj
“Thank you Lovely lady.” Stores grinned. “ In fact that is why I am here. I want to know if we missed anything in our rush.” It was difficult to speak with Enj enthusiastic licking his face. “We are on the launch clock, but I can still work a little magic in the time we have left.”
Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo
The doctor paused for a moment, in thought. “If you could get your hands on a couple of T-cell stimulators I’d appreciate it. Don’t ask me how but Ensign Wayl’a broke a couple and although we’ve got enough for another mission but I like to have enough spares on hand if I can.” she smiled, touched by Stores’s thoughtfulness. It was a great to see an officer so proactive about their job. It had been like pulling teeth to get the previous Quarter Master to restock her supplies, let along ensure she had surplus stores. And while she knew she could manage with what she had, she preferred to have extra stock on hand when they were in space. She had learned from experience to never underestimate what the future might demand from Sickbays stores.
Lt. Janvier, CMO
‘’T-cell stimulators’’ Stores was flicking threw the supplies list in his virtual work space. “Is that the proper nomenclature, or medical short hand?’’ A smile spreading across his face, “Ah, found them, just a second wile I check that we have the specs to replicate them on hand as well.
” His eyes focusing on his friend and some times ‘Partner in crime’. ‘’Anything you need personally? I have to keep my friends happy.” The wink wasn’t lewd, but certainly conspiratory .
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