Posted Nov. 2, 2021, 6:02 p.m. by Ensign Alwyn Yarwood (Medical Doctor) (Adrien Jouve)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Ensign Alwyn Yarwood check-in on the USS Sentinel
Posted by Ensign Alwyn Yarwood (Medical Doctor) in Sickbay - Ensign Alwyn Yarwood check-in on the USS Sentinel
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Ensign Alwyn Yarwood check-in on the USS Sentinel
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Alwyn comes out of the turbo-lift. Checking his blue shirt, he walked through a corridor to where the Sickbay should be. Reading the signs on the wall, he quickly noticed the one stamped: ‘Sickbay’. My new workplace I guess, he thought with a smile. Can’t wait to discover it! I just hope my DH isn’t too harsh…He opened the Sickbay’s doors and saw the room just like the one he imagined. He was in the examination room, which contains two beds on a side of the wall, and on the other side was laying some medical stuff on a table: an electronic microscope, a tricorder, a few hyposprays…
Alwyn waited in the room for someone to come meet him. I hope they remember my check-up…
Enseign Alwyn Yarwood, Doctor
“Doctor?”
A horse, languid grunt disrupted the cacophony of thoughts that plagued her mind. Haadok lifted her gaze and nodded.
“Nurse… Balakin.” She pushed the PaDD away and, with it, mounds of tedious paperwork. “What can I do for you?”
“I caught wind of a new arrival. One Doctor Alwyn Yarwood?” They jabbed an unsure thumb at the abyss behind them. “He’s in the exam room.”
“I see.” Haadok scoured her mind for any recollection of his file. Ah, yes. The surgeon. “Thank you, nurse.” She braced her palms against the table and pushed herself to a stand. “I imagine you’re off shift?”
“Yep!” They stifled another yawn. “Just finished, but I figured I’d stop by an let ya know before I left.”
“Understood,” Haadok hummed in her approach, “rest well.”
She lingered until Balakin’s figure disappeared around the bend, then made a beeline for the examination room. Alwyn wasn’t difficult to spot amid the sea of equipment and otherwise barren space. Nodding, she lifted a hand to snag the doctor’s attention.
“Doctor Yarwood?” She inquired, though it came out in a monotonous hum. “I’m Doctor Haadok, Sentinel‘s head physician.”
— Haadok, D.O.
Seeing a Vulcan woman approaching him, he presents himself: “Ah, yes! Alwyn Yarwood. You can call me Alwyn, sir.” The ensign was a bit nervous meeting his direct superior. It’s the first time I see a Vulcan!, he thought, having a quick look at her ears. They’re really pointy!
Haadok’s lips parted in the makings of a habitual retort, but she refrained. What is he looking at? Soft, fleeting wrinkles gathered between her eyebrows. Have I unnerved him already?
“I am here for my report-ears in-… uh, I-I mean my reporting in.” He noticed someone behind the doctor but was too far to identify it.
Ensign Alwyn Yarwood
Nerves. Haadok stifled a sigh.
“I’m pleased to have you aboard, Doctor. If you’ll have a seat…” she lifted a scarred hand to the nearest biobed, “…we can complete your physical while we chat.”
Haadok meandered to the bedside cabinet to gather a few supplies. “I understand it’s a remarkably stale question,” she continued, “but tell me about yourself.”
— Haadok, D.O.
While he sat, Alwyn said: “Oh, uh… Myself? Well, I’m from Cardiff, England. Do you know the place? It’s really beautiful in Spring!” And while he talked, he realized he was talking to a Vulcan, who probably never put a toe in England. “I mean… You may don’t know it…”
Enseign Alwyn Yarwood
“Cardiff’s coastline is remarkable in the summer,” she peered over the tricorder, “But I am not fond of the winter months.” Haadok grew up surrounded by coniferous trees and underbrush, but she bore an innate attachment to warmth. It must be that green blood. “I’m going to run a brief scan,” she cautioned, “please sit still.”
“Of course”, he answers. Trying to not move from an inch, he watched the doctor running his scan.
Haadok waved the tricorder wand in a fluid, controlled gesture. “Why Starfleet?” She asked without averting her gaze from the scan results.
– Haadok, D.O.
OOC: Anything exciting on the scans? :)
IC:Taken by surprise, Alwyn blinks before he answers: “Why? Well…” He took a brief pause before beginning: “My parents work for Starfleet as Starhips’ engineers. They were the ones who inspired me. I know I wanted to join Starfleet since… uh, as far as I remember, I always wanted to go in space. I mean… I know it’s a big, dark menacing void of emptiness. But I think it’s worth it.”
Haadok knew well the wanderlust dancing across his expression–an insatiable desire for the unknown. She once thought it naive and foolish, but experience taught her that hope was a better motivator than fear. So, she offered not a placid scowl but a quiet, empathetic nod.
“All those mysteries, those aliens species, waiting to be discovered… I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling really excited to explore the universe.”
Ensign Alwyn Yarwood
“Not excited, per se, but intrigued.” Haadok acquiesced. “You mentioned your parents are Engineering Corp. I’m curious, given your infatuation with exploration, as to what motivated you to pursue medicine.”
– Haadok, D.O.
Alwyn answers: “Um, it was because of a shuttle incident. It was when I was… 16 ? 17 ? Well, i-it doesn’t matter. But that day, I witnessed a shuttle crash near my location. And so I ran as fast as I can to the crash site to find people in critical condition. And since I’ve had first-aid knowledge, I… decided to save the most of them.” He took a quick pause, thinking of the incident.
“I didn’t remember it very well, but I know that they were no death among the passengers. And since that day, I… I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to help people. To heal them and to save them. And thanks to Starfleet, I could be both an explorer and a doctor.” He smiled at Haadok, and said: “And you? Uh I-I mean what… what about you sir? Why did you engage in Starfleet ?”
Enseign Alwyn Yarwood - Doctor
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