Posted Nov. 7, 2020, 9:54 p.m. by Commander Paul ‘Doc’ Hudson (Chief Medical Officer) (Calé Reilly)
Posted by Ensign Max Church (Nurse) in A Church, not A Chapel
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Paul ‘Doc’ Hudson (Chief Medical Officer) in A Church, not A Chapel
Posted by Ensign Max Church (Nurse) in A Church, not A Chapel
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Maxine “Max” Church transported up to the USS Sentinel, once her orders were confirmed by the administrative staff on duty at the departure point on Earth. It was fairly blowing a gale on the surface and her auburn hair was blown about as a result. She had been looking forward to this date for a long time, each of her failed attempts to get into the Academy, followed by her discovery that becoming a Doctor wasn’t for her, but her desire to be able to help Doctors to “cure coughs and wheezes and diseases called incurable”, rather than studying things under the microscope, meant that she went into Nursing rather than science. The teleporter effect lasted for an instant and then the natural environs of Earth were replaced by the metallic stark lines of the Sentinel which would be her home for the next several …
- weeks?
- months?
- years?On board the sentinel, her hair had settled itself down, and so she had brushed it out of her face, showing her freckled face and pale blue eyes. She supposed the length of her appointment depended on whether she was called on away missions or not. She sat in on the necessary lectures about protecting your Senior Officers while on landing parties, and that was another reason why she went for Medical rather than Security.
She shared her journey up with four eager young Security Ensigns - Joe, Jim, June and Jude - she went through the Academy with them, and she knew that more than likely they’d be the ones stepping on landmines, getting eaten by carnivorous nuts, being drained of their salt or aging in an instant rather than one of the higher ups on board the ship. She knew they’d all been to spend time with their families before meeting up with Max and transporting up to the ship.
“Maxine Church, Nurse, Registration Number 47X24974.” Maxine said to the officer, holding out her transfer orders for scanning.
“Proceed, Ensign Church,” came the computer voice, once her orders were scanned. The voice was metallic sounding and artificial and got on her nerves, but it was what it was, and she supposed she’d get used to it as time went by. Max headed off one way and the four security ensigns went the other way, either to their own quarters or the security office, Max guessed. She went to the turbolift and took it to the deck with her quarters, greeted the crewmate that was sharing her living area and then headed to Deck 5 and the ship’s sickbay to check in with the CMO.
The doors opened at her approach and she looked around the first of the rooms that would be her main base of operations while on board the Sentinel. The two biobeds seemed to both be in working order, and she saw the doors into the Surgery Suite, the CMO’s office and the Recovery Ward. Not knowing what else to do, Max went to the door of the CMO’s office to see if someone was in there.
- Nurse Max Church
Someone was not there, at least not in front of Max. As she peered into the CMO’s office Paul came out of the lab and watched the stranger a moment. He came forward, a frown on his expression and crossed his arms across his chest. “Can I help you with something?” He asked from behind her.
Doc Hudson
CMOOOC: Sorry, did you mean granger or stranger, Cale? I think you meant stranger, so am going with that. I know of the term granger from the show to the manor born, as that was the name of Penelope Keith’s character’s manservant. If you did mean granger, please let me know and I’ll correct.
IC: She was surprised at his appearance behind her, and his voice, but she smiled despite and straightened out her uniform top.
“I’m the new Nurse, Maxine Church, but known by Max so many people that I’ve considered changing it to Max permanently. I’ve been assigned to the Sentinel from the Academy, Sir, I’m looking for the CMO, Doctor Hudson. I was looking to see if he was in his office, do you know where I can find him? Do you need the services of sickbay yourself,” Max asked, “what is Doctor Hudson like? Do you know him?”
- Nurse Max Church
Max waited patiently for a response and began to feel self conscious and nervous.
“Is there something I can do for you, Sir,” she asked, noting his rank insignia.
- Nurse Church
Ooc: Sorry Russ! I thought I had replied to this! Thanks for the bump
IC: Paul’s frown softened and with a slight smile he uncrossed his arms. “Ah I see. Well yes I do know him because he’s me.” He said taking off his glasses and polishing them on his tunic before putting them back on. “A pleasure to meet you Max, most people just call me Doc.” He held out a hand.
Doc Hudson
CMOMax smiled back at Hudson, not feeling as nervous as before, “The pleasure is mine, Doc,” she replied, as she shook his hand, “I am pleased to be here, out among the stars.” She looked at his glasses, and then asked, “why the glasses, Doc? Are they needed medically, or do you wear them because they look cool on you?”
- Nurse Church,
MedicalPaul smiled. ”I prefer the lenses to the treatment at present as the correction is minor. However as I age I expect further issue which will prompt the treatment eventually.” He said and indicated the chair opposite his desk as he himself sat down.
“so, is this your first star ship appointment?”
Doc Hudson
CMO“Yes, Doc,” Max replied, as she sat down in the chair indicated by the older man “fresh out of the Academy, all wide eyed and bushy tailed as my old Pa would say, and ready to do what is needed to help you help the crew to get out of any issues in one piece, or at least in mostly one piece. Here to learn from you and to mend the crew.”
- Max Church, Nurse
Paul smiled and nodded. ”Well we can always use the excitement and eagerness.” he said honestly. ”Tell me a bit about your time at star-fleet medical. What areas did you specalise in.”
Doc Hudson
CMO
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