Posted July 22, 2019, 7:19 p.m. by Ensign M'Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) (Roger Babin)
Posted by Crewman Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) in On the Prowl.
Posted by Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) in On the Prowl.
M’Nalie had come aboard at the ships last stopover at a base but had been in strict quarentine since then. She to her embarrassment had picked up a human childhood disease that nobody knew Caitan’s could catch, probably in her visit to Japan when that pile of kids had run over yelling “Totoro Totoro”, and insisted on hugging her, climbing all over her and taking holo images with her.
So she was overjoyed that the NE doctor Deltoro, and NE Nurse, Issabelle just call me Is. Had come to release her. The pair had apparently forgotten to do the paperwork so weeks worth of it had to be filled out. It Dawned on M’Nalie that this meant nobody even knew she was here on the ship. So as the pair chatted about and made note of her stay and treatment M’Nalie was getting more and more inpatient. Till she had enough, stood and found the clothing she had boarded in. A dress uniform tunic in gold and a kilt with the national tartan of Scotland. She donned them thinking about how inappropriate they would be after the ship was weeks out of port. She didn’t dare say a word to the doctor or nurse as she picked them up parted them to either side dropped to all fours to clear the door and exited the isolation room into sickbay her sholders and hips brushing both doorframes as she exited.And that was how a 7‘3” 310 lb powerfully built tiger striped member of Caitus Primalus Gigantus (Caitan) came to enter into sickbay in formal attire and regalia and shock everyone present when she stood upright looking rather pissed off at the world and snarled, “and I expect you idiots didn’t do my boarding physical either when you had me trapped in there for weeks.”, back at the two still in the isolation room. “The first of you medical personel that says damn rare specimine that. Is going to need to be scraped off a bulkhead. ” in a deep but feminine bass rumble, she said to the sickbay in general.
Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti. Engineer. (Nicknamed McNalie after winning the kyber toss at the highland games)
Ooc : seeing as the ship is in a cosmic sinkhole the standard entry wasn’t available so heres a way for her to be onboard but out of sight.
From behind a desk, Dr Jarvis looked up when he heard the sound of the doors bursting open. Well, well, what have we here, he thought as his icy blue eyes took in the new arrival. Over seven foot tall and with the appearance of a cat, had to be a Caitan. He listened to her rant and while he did not say the words damn rare specimen he was certainly thinking them. Pushing his chair back, he stood up and strode past a group of spineless NE’s who looked quite sheepish at the sudden appearance of a large creature who had practically barked at them. A thin smile formed on his lips, and he was of the impression that the Caitan’s were more akin to felines.
Stopping in front of her, he said, “my apologies for the apparent incompetence of these two individuals,” he indicated Dr’s Deltoro and Issabelle, “had I been informed that you were in there, I would have seen to your boarding evaluation before now. However, I am more than happy to rectify their mistake.” He held out a hand, “I am Dr Jarvis. If you wouldn’t mind stepping this way,” he indicated the nearest unoccupied biobed.
Dr J. Jarvis M.D
M’Nalie quieted herself as the ma approached and tilted her head to keep looking at him when he got close enough to require her to do so. She took his hand in her handpaw and held it for about 10 seconds before letting go. She sometimes had trouble telling if smaller more delicate people were as fragile as they looked and he was polite so far so she didn’t want to hurt him. “Ain yore fault if they were gobstruk an didnae do there job.” She had fallen in with a group of Scottish bodybuilders who had taught her Federation standard while at the Academy. It had colored her use of the language.it was her 2nd language so she spoke it rather slowly.
“Doctor Jarvis. Well me.” , she said moving with feline grace for all her size over to the biobed which looked rather small with her next to it. “Ain to be impolite doctor gonna speak mah naitive Cait an let th translator deal wit you understandin. Fair cop my Fed got a accent ta confuse ya like as not. More polite ta speak yer talk but making unner stannin harder wot eh?”. And she looked at the bed frowned, and looked again. Dropped to all fours and leand onto it so she was mostly on it on her side.
“Have a bit of a heart issue. Caitan’s tend to be smaller. So while the hearts healthy I can black out if I strain to long. “, she said at a normal conversational pace.
“Before you turn your scanner on you’ll need to adjust to Caitus Primalus Gigantus. There are enough of us relics of a bloody past to merit our own sub genius. Internal plumbings a bit different but can’t really tell you how. Mechanic not a doctor.”. She said her bass rumble softer near whisper loud speaking in Caitan.
This close the ritual scarring on her ears was visible. Tricorder scanning would show other scars. A circle that looked like a bite circled her Aurora (sp?) Otherwise she had all the indicators of someone who took great efforts to build up muscle mass without using chemical cheats. She was definately tiger striped.but a brownish red rather than orange with the stripes being a darker brownish red. Her tail was furred and feline, but lacked the leonine tuft. She also lacked the full leonine mane of most Caitans, havinf a lighter tan cheek fluff.
Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti. Engineer.
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