Posted Aug. 10, 2022, 4:41 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Adebowale Mbala (Ship's Dentist) (David Fergusson)
OOC: Sorry, I’ve got some laptop problem this morning that caused the double post. My reply took ages to get added. I’ll delete the duplicate
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Troy Hunter (Doctor) in Looking for help open to all
Posted by Major Stanley Wong (Professor of Psychiatric Medicine) in Looking for help open to all
Professor Stanley Wong was confused, tired and was quite certain that the contents of his stomach might leave him at any moment. Even with artificial gravity and all the other amenities on shuttles they were small. A small thing in the emptiness of space. It was a thought that quite frankly made Stanley a bit queasy. He now was finding himself pulling along his bags behind him as he looked for someone to give him directions to wherever someone thought he should have a cabin at. That and of course to check in with the captain and to let security know he was around.
The professor wasn’t the sort of man whom people would think might get things done for himself. Quite the opposite. Standing at only five feet four inches tall and weighing a mere one hundred and fifteen pounds he was the sort of person that many always volunteered to help. Thus, it was he found himself struggling with his luggage and his stomach as he walked down the aisle outside of the landing bay.
Professor Stanly Wong
The Ship’s Dentist, Adebowale Mbala, was making his way back from the Fantail Lounge where he had won big at Poker again, smoking one of his large cigars that the rest of the crew hated so much. In fact, he was rarely to be found in his small treatment room, off Sickbay, as there is so little work for him to do. At least, not since that one time they had discovered the parasitic calcareous aliens.
When Ade saw the unfamiliar man struggling with his luggage cases he naturally offered to help him. “Hey there! You must be new here because I thought I’d met everyone aboard, or at least I’ve seen the inside of their mouths… err, I’m the Dentist by the way, just if that sounded like a strange remark! You shouldn’t need to carry those. We have anti-grav sledges that will do that.” Ade took hold of one of the cases with one hand but was unable to lift it. “What the hell! What do you have in these cases? They weigh a ton!”
Maybe the professor [and Ade] could hear someone whistling or maybe not but he would soon see who it was, as Hunter turned the corner the doctor frowned wondering who this guy was.
He had left sickbay to make his way back to the bridge to see why no one cared to inform him about some ship making its way towards them and he had to hear it from another source. Didn’t Hunter tell them to keep him informed? And the reason was simple… for sickbay to be prepared should a serious, unexpected, and maybe a dangerous situation would require immediate action from the part of the medical personal.
As he saw the [two men] struggling Hunter was quick to give [them] a hand, at 6‘7 the doctor towered over [the smaller] man ‘’Here let me help you with your luggage Sir ‘’ without even waiting for an answer Hunter took all his luggage and he could pick up the man too which obviously the doctor did not ‘’I’m doctor Hunter Sir, which quarters shall I take the luggage ?’‘ he asked looking at the guy’s face ,which to the sharp eye of any doctor Hunter had to ask this man if he felt sick.
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