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Medical check in

Posted Feb. 2, 2022, 6:41 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade T'Lora (CMO) (Leonora V)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in Medical check in

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Lora (CMO) in Medical check in

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in Medical check in
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Vanessa walked into sickbay and glanced around. This moment was one of those pivotal moments you always saw in Holovids. Vanessa started her post-education taking up the family tradition of nursing. She liked it but that was until she met a nurse named Chloe Harland and her husband. Nathan Harland was head of psychiatric services and always down in the ER where he did double duty between counseling and neurosurgery. Her talks with Nathan pushed her to change her major to psychology from nursing when she left her community college. At this moment however, it just felt weird to think this could have been her home on the Genesis instead of the counseling suites.

Moving to the desk, she waited for someone to help her with her check-in.

Vanessa Slade

T’Lora had, as usual, been hanging around in sickbay, which was one of the best things about being the CMO. No one told you to stop loitering or that you needed to do something outside of work. Unfortunately, this was the one person who might. “Hello Counselor. How may I help you?” Alas, her fun seemed it would soon come to an end.
-T’Lora, CMO

“Yes,” she said happily with a big smile taking the duffle bag off her shoulder and setting it next to the suitcase with the two duffle bags stacked on top. “Vanessa…Vanessa Slade.” Extending her hand across the desk she greeted the woman on the other side. While the woman was wearing the uniform of the counseling division it was a toss-up on whether she was was coming or going.

Vanessa Slade

T’Lora blinked slowly. “I am T’Lora, the CMO. It’s nice to meet you.” Vanessa was… not what she had expected for a counselor. She extended her gloved hand to shake regardless. “I hope you didn’t have trouble finding Sickbay?” She glanced curiously at the bags.
-T’Lora, CMO

“So glad to meet you,” Vanessa shook her hand looking around the room. It was smaller than she was used to for a hospital but far larger than the clinic down the street from where she worked and lived prior.

“Nope just got off the shuttle and figured I might as well make my rounds before settling in. You never feel like gettin’ back up when you sit down.” Noticing the woman looked at her stuff, Vanessa let out a small chuckle and pushed a chunk of hair out of her face and behind her ear. The sound of guitar strings and then drums began to echo through sickbay. It was not loud but loud enough to be noticed. Later it would become common knowledge that when the song Blue Collar Man by the band Saturn Styxx was heard it was Vanessa’s brother David comming her. “One second excuse me,” Vanessa fumbled with her personal communicator holding up a finger.

A voice with a thick accent immediately began talking on the other end. “Ness why ain’t you called ma? Did you break down? Wheeuh ah you? Give me youh location and I will send someone? Bubba is out in youh neck of the woods. Youh’re out by the Denebe system right?”

“Yah,” Vanessa grimaced slightly. If her family had any idea where she was exactly, they would flip out. It was easier to let them think she was a lot close to home. “Don’t any of youhs read the family cawmm channel? No, I did not break down. I’m in sickbay and before you go all nutty I’m fine. It’s a check-in. Call Ma and tell hah I will get back to hah tonight. Gawtta go. Bye.” Vanessa’s Boston accent showed but only when she was talking to her brother. Stuffing the comm in her pocket, after she switched it off, she looked at the doctor. “Brothers,” she sighed. “I know they are just worried I got here okay but it’s not like I took Lucky Lonnie’s Low Far Shuttle excursions. Anyway,” she waved off her delve into her family insanity. “Do you have time for a check in or should I come back later?”

Lt. j.g. Vanessa Slade CNS

T’Lora took a moment too long to reply without showing she was baffled by the sudden interruption. “I have time. Please, pick a biobed. I assume you have more than one brother?”
-T’Lora, CMO


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