3rd Gate ~ [Sickbay] - Locked to Ro Laren (Backdated to earlier this week)

[atadiscoverer]

Dr. Beckett was the on-duty doctor at the moment.

Of course, there were other doctors and medical staff around. He was just the first one out to see the patients. There aren't that many, however, so he's busying himself with reading over Federation medical texts. Despite his skill at learning and adapting, he still has 300 years of medical history and technology to catch up on.

Of course, when hearing the doors swish open, he looks up from his PADD, offering the newcomer, a moderately annoyed-looking young girl, a pleasant smile.

"Good afternoon," He greets, Scottish-accented voice pleasant and friendly. "Can I help you?"

Because she didn't look injured... Of course, looks can be deceiving.

Quark Returns (and he's not happy about it) [OTA]

[norefunds]

The only appropriate response to finding oneself's back on this dreary Federation ship at the whim of a capricious omniscient was locating something with a high alcohol or other mind altering component and making sure it hit his system as quickly as possible.

Thus, Quark was at a bar. Not his bar- which he was currently trying not to think about. Being a patron of what he, perhaps irrationally, thought of as competition irked him, but at this juncture it was pretty much unavoidable.

Oh, and Klingons were probably attacking. It just had to be Klingons, because apparently the universe hated him today. Hopefully they wouldn't storm the bar. Or destroy the ship.

"One more of this one. Or the other one- with the green- Just give me both."