Posted March 4, 2019, 11:54 p.m. by Lieutenant Natasha Daye (Doctor) (Kate O'Neill)
Posted by Lieutenant Natasha Daye (Doctor) in Sickbay - Gonzales checks in
Posted by Lieutenant Isabella “Speedy” Gonzales (Bridge Officer Helm/Ops) in Sickbay - Gonzales checks in
Posted by Lieutenant Natasha Daye (Doctor) in Sickbay - Gonzales checks in
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Jogging down the corridor, Izzy rounded the last corner and half skidded to a halt just outside sickbay. She took a moment to check herself over and make she was presentable after her somewhat hurried exit from the lounge and rush to reach Sickbay in time for her appointment.“Yep, red is definitely my colour.” she said to herself, taking a moment to straighten out her uniform, just so.
She stepped in to the bay, looking around for the nearest medical type to present herself to.
Lt Izzy Gonzales - Helm Officer
“Izzy,” Natasha said seeing the woman walk in. “Are you here for your check in,” natasha asked walking towards here. “If so I’m free.”
Lt Natasha Daye. Medical
“Yep, here to get all checked out. ” Izzy replied. She pirouetted neatly through a 360 turn on the spot, her arms held out to the sides for balance.
“All in tip-top 100% condition doc, from head to toe. Zero defects.”
Izzy Gonzales
“I don’t doubt that unless you buzz the bridge again,” Daye let out a chuckle. “Dante…I mean Captain Knight,” she corrected herself almost immediately with the right moniker. It was no secret she and the Captain were an item. It was just she and Dante played public on duty officers with a rigidity that would have made Herman Hornsby proud. Enough rumors flew around the ship about nepotism that bright she nor Dante wanted to add fuel to the fire. Still it was hard at times to separate when she was talking to crew that saw them as a couple and not two Starfleet officers.
Natasha instantly had liked Izzy. Mainly becuase she has had a sense of humor at thier first encounter in the hangar. You simply had to like someone that appreciated a lizard needing to play bal. “come with me and let’s just log that tip top shape into the records,” Daye waved the woman over to a bed.
Lt Natasha Daye. Medical
“Did the skipper manage to get the coffee stains out in the end?” Izzy said with a grin.
“That and about half a dozen Italian words I have no idea what they were but probably salty enough that he should be lighting candles for them in a Catholic church,” Daye let out a small laugh. “I told him that he was getting old and reminded him that he had slowing reflexes. Dante did that right before we graduated excpet old Hornsby caught him mid-buzz in a tractor beam. He held Dante there for about two hours and dropped the heat in the shuttle to fifty-two degrees.” Daye’s chuckle was turning more into a full belly laugh than a causal one. “Hornsby told Dante that he needed a chill to cool off that hot Italian blood of his.” When Natasha stopped laughing she looked around. “I probably should not have shared that and I am really sure you should not open up with that tid bit…for now,” she winked at the woman on the bed.
She hoped up on the bio bed and took a relaxed pose, hands behind her head, looking like she should be swinging in a hammock on Risa with a cocktail in hand, rather than undergoing a medical examination.
Izzy Gonzales - hot shot pilot
Taking the scanner she ran it over the woman on the table. “So anything I should be aware of,” Daye asked Izzy.
Lt. Natasha Daye medical
Izzy grinned as she listened to the story of the skippers’ youthful exploits, mentally storing that one away for use the next time she got herself in hot water.
“Everything should be a-ok Doc, feeling good and ready to fly. You and the Skipper go way back then huh?”
Izzy shared a conspiratorial grin with the Doc who seemed pretty friendly, and hopefully a good source of amusing stories.
Izzy Gonzales
“Back to when you signed your induction papers with a hammer and chisel and dinosaurs still roamed the Earth,” Natasha laughed. “I was a sophomore and he was a senior. He was hooked up with some insufferable redhead by the name of Ashley Madison. I mean who names their kid Ashley Madison and doesn’t expect them to grow up and take work in the adult holo industry. I know that is TMI but someone had to save the Captain and I have been doing it since the fall of 2377.” Daye knew she was painting Commander Madison in a not so illustrious light but then again who painted their fiance’s Ex’s in anything else. She wasn’t sure this Izzy had run into Commander Madison or not but the odds were ever in her favor on this one.
“So is there any special air traffic controller in your life or do you prefer a co-pilot as fast as you?”
Lt. Natasha Daye, Medical
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