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Getting to know the ship

Posted Aug. 14, 2020, 10:18 p.m. by Lieutenant Saark (Chief Medical Officer) (Lucas Foxley)

Posted by Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney (Medic) in Getting to know the ship

Posted by Lieutenant Saark (Chief Medical Officer) in Getting to know the ship

Posted by Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney (Medic) in Getting to know the ship
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Mooney was tired, besides working the Med deck to give more personnel an opportunity to take leave wile work was completed on the ship, he had been pestering the engineering, operations and security departments to help him integrate into their emergency operations. Much better to send an corps man in to hazards than doctors, he was a lot easier to replace. Over the last week he was shown their systems, locations of emergency medical gear and shown the ship from a disaster management point of View. He had taken an opportunity to meet the shuttle pilots and transporter operators so they would be on the same script if he was sent on a search and rescue operation or needed to evacuate casualties. The existing SOP was sound from an officer only point of view and lacking what two hundred years ago would be called a rescue swimmer, but he needed to integrate into their plans so the ship didn’t waste this new resource.

It was strange to be respected for his skills, and at least among the ensigns treated as more or less an equal. These men and women had gone threw a grueling four year program to be out hear, he had not. He needs to work hard at keeping his edge to keep up with these men and women.

MCPO Mooney.

Lt. Saark had been heading toward Sickbay himself, and happened upon Mooney on his way. “MCPO Mooney. I’ve heard you’ve been making your way through the ship.” Saark commented. He had done much the same, when he arrived, learning the ship’s layout and meeting some of the crew. Especially the other department heads.

~ Lt Saark, CMO

“Hello Sir, wouldn’t be any use if I didn’t. Matching strides with the tall Vulcan. “I have to integrate my self into security and fire fighting teams” Some Vulcans seem to exude arrogance, wile Saadi didn’t, he seems to have an honest interest in leaning to manage his emotional subordinates and if Mooney didn’t know better he seemed almost ashamed of his poor bedside manner. He was beginning to respect him as an individual.

MCPO Mooney

Ashamed? Not quite. But Saark was fascinated by humans, and so he understood them a little better than perhaps some other Vulcans did. He held a personal belief that emotions held their role… even if he had no interest in having any of his own. Emotions were for humans to have. It had taken him time to figure it out - and that had caused him to miss a few chances at promotion previously. But he did not mind. At least he had become a CMO in the end. “A respectable decision.” He said to Mooney, “While our priority is Sickbay, interdepartmental cooperation is always important.”

~ Lt Saark, CMO

“Yes sir, it is. But my training and in part lack there of puts me closer to the ground.” Mooney tried to find a polite way of expressing his thoughts, but the cold hard truth seems best. “ Frankly I am expendable. It takes Star Fleet less than a year to recruit and train a Corpsman, even one trained for SAR. They have invested more than a decade in each of their doctors and even a nurse is just shy of that.” He did not seem bothered buy the idea, it was his job to go places to dangerous to risk other medical staff. “Certainly I have decades of practical experience, as do you but in the end my loss to the ship and in the end Star Fleet is less than yours.”

MCPO Mooney

Saark paused for a moment, turning to look at Mooney. “I would refrain from that train of thought. While you are more likely to be put in those situations, those kinds of ideas can make you far too likely to throw yourself needlessly in harms’ way, risking more crew’s lives than necessary.” He advised. Whether it was right or not, it was logical to Saark - keeping the idea that one may not come back safely was a good idea, but being too eager to throw oneself away became illogical, because of the unneeded loss of experience, and the potential risk of other crew members trying to stop them. That was the peskier side of the emotions of the crews he chose to serve with - that need to save people, even when they clearly did not want saving. It was an ideal Saark was far from understanding.

~ Lt Saark, CMO

Mooney smiled, that sounded so like the instructors back in the day. He had been much younger then. “Ay Sir, it’s always a good reminder, tho it’s been a long time since I wasn’t the one delivering that particular lecture.” One had to consider the cost benefit analysis, sort of rescue triage, but he had to admit in the heat of the moment it was hard to do.

MCPO Mooney

Saark nodded. “It does refer to a worst-case situation. In an optimal situation, it isn’t a choice we have to make. In a neutral situation, it would also preferably be unnecessary.” He told Mooney.

~ Lt Saark, CMO

“Not often we are afforded the optimal situation, Sir” the Vulcan’s attempt at small talk was endearing. It showed concern for the care and feeding of his emotional crew. He was sure his growing fondness for his boss would be met with displeasure but IQ was there non the less.

MCPO Mooney

OOC: I really love these two characters :D”

IC:
“Probability is a bell curve - With absolute worst on one end, neutral in the largest, middle portion, and optimal on the other end. While optimal is uncommon, so is the worst possible.” He said. The Lieutenant found himself enjoying this chat, and so whether it could be considered ‘small talk’ or not was irrelevant to him.

On one of his previous assignments, he’d had trouble with one of his fellow officers - this was back when he himself was an Ensign - who would get into it with him frequently over his emotional detachment. He had insisted that emotion was not only unnecessary, but got in the way of logical judgement, which was the best way out of any situation. Something he had eventually shifted his thinking on, he now thought that logical judgement was optimal, but that emotion could work in tandem with logic.. given the person was reasonable enough. Decisions could not be made purely based on emotion, and he was never shy to tell someone when he thought they were being too emotional. He figured his old crew mate still would not agree with him. She had always been very emotional indeed.

~ Lt Saark, CMO


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