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Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted Sept. 30, 2020, 12:25 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Tolar Zarath (Chief Medical Officer) (Dave Eads)

Posted by Civilian Shane Warwick (Unexpected Guest) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted by Civilian Shane Warwick (Unexpected Guest) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest
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Ashlyn set the PaDDs aside on a counter and pulled from her pocket a pair of ration bars. “Don’t have access to food replicators yet, something that will be cleared up soon I’m sure, but until then this should hold you over.” She tears open a package for the patient and hands it to him to eat before opening one for herself. It was apparent that she was the one hungry and simply didn’t want to be rude by eating in front of Warwick without offering him any.

  • Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
    Security, USS Europa

“I, however, do have access to the replicator, Mr. Warwick. If you prefer fare of a different sort, please let me know.” Doctor Zarath had somehow gotten all the way to the center of sickbay without being noticed, despite the click of his cane on the deck plates. “I trust you slept well?” Hanging the cane on a nearby table, the Andorian began to run a scan on Shane as he spoke, glancing only once at Ashlyn to assess if she was alright.

-Zarath, CMO

Warwick smiled at the Andorian doctor as he replied, “Yes, Yes I did under the watchful eyes of Ensign Trenton.” He turned to the young Security officer and gave her a smile.

“As for breakfast…” he let the words hang in the air as he pondered what would be his first true meal in several years, “… I would absolutely love a plate of corned beef hash and eggs. Over hard, seasoned with black pepper and hot sauce.

Sporting a smile, looked over to what Zarath was doing trying to catch a glimpse of the PaDD. “How am I feeling this morning, Doctor?”

Ashlyn looked fairly tired as she ate her ration bar, even she knows how exhausting her suspicion of ‘the unusual’ is but that is a part of what makes her a good Security officer. She’s alert and observant, ready to react when something goes sideways even if maintaining such a stance is more tiring than usual. Her most troubling issue tends to be the lack of clearance she constantly encounters, sure it’s a part of being at the bottom of the ladder, but that doesn’t mean she has to like it. Instead, she views it as a directive to prove she is in fact trustworthy enough to have access to more data so she can piece together a more detailed dossier on people like Warwick, or at least enough information to be able to have a more accurate investigation into the holes in his story. Right now there were just too many for her comfort.

  • Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
    Security, USS Europa

Warwick turned back to Trenton as she pondered her energy bar. He could see she was lost in thought and probably thinking about him. “Ok, Kid. I’ll give you something.” Leaning over towards the petite security officer, he whispered, “…If you want to get in good with Abrams, get to know everything you can about a Sean Warwick.”
With that he resumed his upright sitting position on the biobed and gave her a wink.

  • Warwick

Soon enough, Cassidy stepped into Sickbay, tidily clad in her security uniform with her long blond hair in a neat french braid. Seeing that Warwick was awake and up, she joined the group, giving them all a nod of her head. “How’s our unexpected patient, Doc?” Abrams said gesturing to Shane as she looked at Zarath.

Abrams, COS

“Just as saucy as he was before you left him, though he’s probably feeling a lot better now.” The Doctor replied with a wry smile that underlined his sarcasm. “I was about to see to it that he has a meal and an opportunity to clean up a bit, unless you have other plans?”

Shane was pleased to see the comely Security Chief enter, and gave her a smile as she joined the group. He then realized what he looked like, having not yet had the opportunity to clean himself up. ‘Security Barbie comes in and I look like a stray cat.’ he mused to himself. ‘So much for putting my best foot forward. Luckily she knows me… But, as soon as I can I need to get that shower…’
- Warwick

Ashlyn quickly rewrapped the ration bar she was snacking on and put it away, quietly returning to her guarding position so as not to draw attention to herself. As soon as the opportunity arises she’ll look into this Sean Warwick that Shane suggested. Was it an alias, a family member, a co-conspirator of a dangerous plot? Probably not the last one, but finding out will have to wait for the time being. The muscles in Trenton’s leg twitched, she was going to have to go to the holodeck when she was relieved to release some pent up energy, she only hoped one was open for it. Otherwise she would have to get creative in the gym again which always seemed to make a mess and upset others that eventually join.

  • Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
    Security, USS Europa

Shane answered Abrams question as best he could, even though it wasn’t addressed to him. “I am feeling somewhat better. The good Doctor here was just allowing me to eat.” Nodding an acknowledgement to Zarath. “After, if he allows it… I can answer some more of your questions.”

“Also, Thank you for allowing Miss Trenton here to be my guard. Under her careful eye, I slept better than I have in months.”
- Warwick

The Andorian might be a bit crass, but he did have the man’s best interest in mind… He handed Shane a small PaDD with which he could indicate the food he wished to have replicated. “I certainly allow my charges nourishment. I even provide clean clothes if they wish… In fact, I think I’ll have to insist on that last point, Mr. Warwick. Once you’ve given me your food order, why don’t you use the restroom in my office to clean up and have a sonic shower? I’ll have an extra uniform brought in by the time you’re done. That is, unless Chief Abrams has something dire she must ask…”

-Zarath, CMO


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