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Side Sim: Lounge

Posted Jan. 25, 2022, 3:44 p.m. by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) (Calé Reilly)

Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgical Chief/ Emergency Medicine) in Side Sim: Lounge

Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgical Chief/ Emergency Medicine) in Side Sim: Lounge

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Lounge
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Some days after the incident in the Arboretum Willow found herself at the end of a duty shift unsure what to do with herself. To day things had been tense between her and Cai over the last few evenings. She paused, she didn’t really feel like going back to her quarters to either argue with him, get given the cold shoulder or worse…eating alone. Her office offered the same option of eating alone. Mind made up she headed instead for the lounge, intending to eat dinner there.

Tucked into a corner table, a plate of lasagna and salad before her and a large glass of synthaholic red wine Willow had to wonder if she was breaking the starfleet captains demeanour rules. She remember a biography of Picard saying that he regretted following the rule of never letting the crew see him entirely as human. She pondered this as she thumbed through the Latest medical updates on cardio thoracic surgery from starfleet medical

Willow Taylor
CO

Drake was on the tail end of a long shift. He was making his way through the lounge, clutching a black coffee with a shot of espresso. Not to be enjoyed, just for survival. He passed by Willow’s table, and the journal she was reading caught his eye. “Not a bad read. There’s a good paper out there on atrial septal defect. New sort of graft and repair.”

-Drake Marshall

Looking up Willow took in the doctor and the smell of coffee emanating from him. “Doctor Marshall.” She said and smiled. “I’ve seen it actually…thought I keep coming back to this article by Burke Preseton, at medical…he’s claiming he can do a stitch and run procedure in under 30 seconds. Not sure if I buy it given even the Vulcan surgeons with their dexterity take 55 flat and most other humans take 60-90…” she suddenly felt like she hadn’t had a medical conversation with someone for a long time. “Please…” she indicated the chair opposite. “I’m just having some dinner, would you care to join me?”

Willow Taylor
CO

Drake sat. “No dinner, but if you have any spare caffeine or energy, I will take either. Stitch and run in 30 seconds?” Drake pondered for a moment. “Maybe on a holodeck. When everything is pristine, exactly how you want it, you could rehearse it down to that speed. On a live patient… that’s something I’d like to see. My personal fastest is 65. Though that was a particularly good day. Y’know back in the early days of professional medical practice, there were people who would advertise how fast they could perform a procedure. Amputation in 3 minutes. That kind of thing. Didn’t mean they did it with any particular skill.”

-Drake Marshall

Willow laughed. “I don’t have either I’m afraid. However I can offer a macchiato if you need another coffee hit?” She flicked through the PaDD to the correct journal and offered it to him. “True, however he’s using it to explain this new programme he’s starting. My best time was 72.” She waited for him to read it.

Willow Taylor
CO

“More coffee is always welcome.” Drake laughed as he accepted the PaDD and started reading. “72’s not bad. Interesting stuff here. I’d like to see it in action before it turns into a whole program but out here that seems unlikely. Any chance you can turn those Captain’s pips into a command performance?”

-Drake Marshall

Signalling the NE manning the lounge Willow pointed to the coffee and held up three fingers. The NE smiled and walked away. Apparently he understood.

“Burke won’t leave the solar system if he can help it. Not likely we could get him here but I could ask.” She said. “How are you finding the new facilities?”

The NE arrived with a large mug of coffee and set it in front of Drake. “Refill or desert Captain?” He asked nodding to her half eaten dinner. She shook her head. “Fine thank you.” Wi5 another smile he left.

Willow Taylor
CO

Drake sipped the fresh coffee. “The new facilities are very new. Has its upsides and downsides. It’s not overly familiar yet, but everything is state of the art. Had much of a chance to explore beyond the bridge?”

-Drake Marshall

Willow nodded as she listened. “Some yes. I’ve spent a little too much time if I’m honest exploring when I haven’t been on the bridge. It’s the colours used for the carpets and the walls that get me. Seems so much warmer than standard starfleet vessels.” She laughed. “Have you tested out the surgical precisions of the new Medical holograms?”

Willow Taylor
CO

“They’ve been improved.” Drake said, somewhat reservedly. “If we end up somehow shorthanded, they may prove useful. I don’t know if anything based in computer systems will every be great at improvising when problems arise. There’s always this failsafe or that one. It’s what happens when they run out of failsafes and backups that concerns me.”

-Drake Marshall, 25th century technophobe

-bump-

Willow considered. “From what I understand GALEN is a learning AI. I’m sure he can learn a lot from you.” She smiled. “I’m sure you’d enjoy teaching some of your surgical skills and preferred methods.”

Willow Taylor
CO


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