Posted July 1, 2020, 9:34 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Aidan Harmon (Executive Officer) (Steve Johnson)
Posted by Lieutenant Marcia Knowles (Chief Medical Officer/Chief Science Officer) in Sickbay
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aidan Harmon (Executive Officer) in Sickbay
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aidan Harmon (Executive Officer) in Sickbay
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“Well then, Aidan, it seems I’m in the right place,” Marcia said with a smile, “I’ve never been one for ceremony and the like myself. Take Science and Medical for instance. Here, with me responsible for both, it could take a lot of running around by me, and/or a lot of comcalls between here and the Science Labs. Frankly, I’d rather spend the time saving lives and solving mysteries. Those two who were leaving here are promising members of Science and Medical, with the right amount of cross training into the other field of expertise that they could work in either department and operate effectively. I’ve told them to work together and to set up a science station here in sickbay and a medical station in the science lab, and to know what’s going on in the other department, cause the life of everyone on the Trenton could rely on Science while I’m in sickbay, or on medical when I’m in the science lab. Starfleet may care about departments and rank and saluting one’s superiors, but I don’t have the time or the luxury of that … silliness.” It was probable she was going to say a stronger word than silliness, and changed at the last instant to a more family friendly term.
“Now then, you are here, I am here, and I’ve got a medical tricorder, here,” she said, and then looked at it closely, “darn it, the isolinear chip in this has blown.” She removed it, opened a draw, and pulled out another. “don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of them here, they come like bananas, in bunches, I find.” She checked it and sighed, contentedly, “there we go, it works.”
“I’m getting myself a coffee, Aiden,” she said, “can I get you a drink as well?”
- Marcia Knowles, CMO/CSO
“One would think that with the black ops budgets that we have, they could at least get us some decent equipment,” Aidan said with a slight chuckle.
“But I’ll take a coffee as well, black.” He followed Marcia along to the replicator. “But what you are saying makes sense. A couple extra seconds running from one place to the other could mean lives. And we aren’t exactly going to get to stop off at any old starbase to pick up some extra crew. Or equipment for that matter.”
Aidan Harmon - XO
“So, speaking of equipment. I think control has a few ideas on what they would like us to do, and we might be able to pull some strings. If you could have a wish list of equipment, what would you want?”
Aidan Harmon - XO
“An EMH that has the looks of Thor or Wolverine rather than Cutlip or Woolsey,” Marcia said, before clearing her throat, “extra supplies for sickbay, and a science lab with a specialised xenobiology lab would be good as well. What about you, Aidan?”
- Marcia Knowles, CMO/CSO
“Extra supplies I can work with. The lab, we’ll have to see what we can do. I’m not sure if they will give us a slot right now for a refit, but I might be able to pick up some extra gear for you.
“There is a new Knighthawk scope that I’ve heard rumors about that I could really go for. But for right now I’d settle for finding out what our mission will be. I’m not very good at sitting still, it’s beyond time to get back out into the field.”
Aidan Harmon - XO
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