<USS Avalon> The Doctors come marching...
- From: FelicityRoanMO@xxxxxxx
- To: avalon@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2005 19:55:09 EST
The Doctors come marching...
a log by
Felicity Roan, Varian Draal and Ral Dikkon
Felicity had just returned to her seat and re-read her PADDs on the
in-coming staff and realized that in addition to three doctors, she was also
due a
Medical Technican, Siobhan Finkelstein and a Physical Training &
Rehabilitation
Consultant, Camdell Loyen. When it rains, it pours. She quickly sent off a
thank you note to the Captain for ensuring her department was so
well-staffed. A part of her wanted to add a sarcastic question at the bottom
about what
the next mission might hold that she was given all this staff, but she
didn't want to appear ungrateful and refrained. Now, aside from the one
Assistant
Medical Officer she'd met, it was a matter of them all checking in alive and
well.
========= ~~~~ ========== ~~~~ ========== ~~~~~
Ral looked at the Docking Port assignment and let out a loud sigh. Here it
was, USS Avalon in all her glory, just waiting for him to report. His other
assignment was secondary, yet it screamed out in his mind "Protect Felicity
Roan. Her life is as valuable as mine. Treat her like you'd treat me."
Sebastian had a penchant for the dramatic flair, so Ral believed that they
just
wanted him to go sow some oats and get what was known as "Field Experience".
This was commonly also called, "We aren't sure what else to do with you right
now, so we'll send you somewhere else while we come up with something
interesting for you to do later. So have fun with that and oh by the way,
we'll
make it sound terribly interesting so you won't snore loudly and disturb the
neighbors." Seven of these assignments were already under Ral's belt, even in
his short tenure.
The security officer smiled as he handed out his orders. "Good morning
Doctor Dikkon. Doctor Roan is already aboard and has asked that you report
directly to her when you arrive. I'll take your things and ensure they are
delivered to your quarters. You'll be sharing with another new doctor for the
first few months. I believe Doctor Draal is his name. Do you know him?"
Ral thought for a moment and shook his head. "I'm afraid I don't, but given
that we'll be roommates, I'm sure I will soon enough." He offered his best,
"I really don't want to make small talk with you smile" and hope that it
sufficed.
"Very well. On behalf of the Security team, welcome aboard and we look
forward to working with you." He handed Ral back his orders and reminded him
about the wall maps for directions to Medical. He genuinely seemed nice
enough.
Now, would they all be?
========= ~~~~ ========== ~~~~ ========== ~~~~~
Varian frowned and reminded himself of why he had requested the transfer.
On their orders, not his request. If he had his drothers, he'd be sitting on
Risa sipping Garanian Punch and being fed Risan grapes. One more mission.
He studied his transfer paperwork and then his orders. Terminate the Chief
Medical Officer of the USS Avalon. Not to appear like a true murder and not
to
be done immediately. Not to be done while in Alpha quadrant space. Well,
they certainly didn't want much did they? Why didn't they just say that he
had to do it while hopping on one foot and juggling a Klingon Tiger? He
frowned more and just sighed. He reminded himself of why he did this. For
the
thrill and excitement of the job. On some level, Varian enjoyed the kill.
But
not today, today he enjoyed the company of the female he was with and Shore
Leave.
He sauntered up to the Security officer and presented his orders. "Good
afternoon Lieutenant. I'm Doctor Varian Draal. It's nice to meet you. I've
been looking forward to this assignment and the Avalon came so highly
regarded,
I requested it." The artifical weather and sun reflected off his teeth and
smooth scalp.
"Ahh, Doctor Draal. It's nice to meet you as well. Doctor Roan has
requested that you meet her in Medical as soon as you arrive and I'll ensure
your
baggage is sent to your quarters straightaway. Your roommate, Ral Dikkon, was
just here a few moments ago. I'm sure you'll meet him in Medical as well."
A... roommate? But.. I'm a Junior Lieutenant, thought Varian. Tis the
price one pays for being low doctor on the Medical food chain. He nodded and
smiled, "Yes, I look forward to meeting him. So what's the low-down on him?"
Varian joked to the Security officer.
"Ahh, he seemed like a nice gent. If you hurry you can probably catch him
now. Again, welcome aboard Doctor on behalf of the Security team."
Varian smiled one last time and made his way to Medical, wanting to see this
Felicity Roan and his new roommate. A roommate was going to make this more
challenging and a Medical Officer for a roommate, doubly so.
========= ~~~~ ========== ~~~~ ========== ~~~~~
Felicity stood when the door opened and peeked out to see one of the other
two Assistant Medical Officers. As she went to present herself, the door
opened and the last of the three arrived as well.
"Well, this will make introductions quite efficient. Good afternoon Doctor
Draal and Doctor Rikkon. I am Felicity Roan. I'm sure you both must be
exhausted from your journeys here. You've just missed Doctor Ngaio, who has
also
joined us. He'll be back in a while, and you can meet him then. Doctor
Draal for the time being, given your experience, you'll be in charge of triage
and emergency medicine. Doctor Rikkon, given that you're still new to working
aboard a ship, I'd like you to shadow both Doctor Draal, Nurse Lewis and
myself for the next few months to ensure that you get a rounded presentation
of
how things work. Nurse Lewis has served aboard the Avalon since I arrived
and knows the department very well. She'll probably have a few shortcuts and
trade secrets you might be able to bribe her for." Felicity tried to joke.
Felicity presented the Department to them with a brief tour as she had done
for the other doctor and again, spoke fairly rapidly due to her own work that
needed tended. After that, she dismissed them both for a while to unpack
and get to familiarize themselves with the ship and policies.
========= ~~~~ ========== ~~~~ ========== ~~~~~
Varian studied Felicity. Seemed harmless enough, why want her dead? No
matter, he had his orders. Another assignment that would be fairly easy.
Sizing
up his roommate, he looked physically weaker, so should the need arise to
subdue him, no concerns there either. Varian refrained from yawning and
instead tried flattery. "Well, Doctor Roan, I'm glad to have finally been
assigned
to the Avalon. My request took forever to process."
Felicity nodded and smiled and headed back to her office.
Harmless indeed.
========= ~~~~ ========== ~~~~ ========== ~~~~~
Ral looked around medical and studied nooks and crannies. Anything that
could be an advantage or disadvantage in case of attack or ambush. He'd
definintely relish the shadow time to make sure he knew Felicity's schedule
well
enough to be around when the time arrived. Hopefully it would arrive.
His roommate seemed nice enough. He didn't smell bad and Ral knew that
Bolians didn't really have annoying habits and ate food that was tolerable.
It
did find it odd that he got no emotional or telepathic reading from him, but
chalked it up to the nerves that were evident in the room and during their
encounter. Ral had been doing this long enough to not invade and would
respect
Varian's zone of privacy.
This assignment would be a refreshing change of pace he sensed.
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If only the other knew.... if only Felicity knew....
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