[Sickbay]: Round Four Scans and Vaccines

[ten_fwd_npcs]

There has been quite a lot of activity in Sickbay over the last couple of days. In addition to new guests arriving on the Enterprise, all of whom need to be cleared and vaccinated when necessary, there are the wounded who have come back from Alemar III and those looking in on them. Dr. Crusher has never been more glad that she isn't short-staffed.

While Lieutenant Worf and his security detail bring in the new passengers, Beverly ensures those recuperating have enough space and privacy. Beds may be limited, but nobody will be on the floor in her sickbay. For those who haven't been here before, Sickbay is fairly ordinary for a ship's hospital. There are no terrifying devices or humming machines you might see in a sci-fi thriller. The biobeds along the walls are equipped with biofunction monitors, but look fairly standard. Instead of silver trays filled with metal tools and sawblades, there are an array of small devices that look as harmless as cell phones.

As for the staff, they're all well-groomed and friendly. As a matter of fact, all personnel look harmless. Well, perhaps excluding the sun avatar, but Trance Gemini is as skilled as the Starfleet officers.

"All right, come in," one of them calls out as you enter. "Don't be shy. It's just a scan and a hypospray, nothing to worry about."


[ooc: Open log! For new characters (August and September apps), tagging isn't mandatory but ICly going to sickbay is. So if you'd prefer to skip threading with one of our doctors, you can handwave that your character got a clean bill of health and a shot and were sent on their merry way. For those who are tagging, we have Julian Bashir, Trance Gemini, and Simon Tam on deck, with Beverly Crusher by request only. So please specify in the subject line of your tag who you would like. For those returned from the Alemar III plot, if you are not requesting a thread with a doctor but would like your character open for visitors, put "Visiting Post" in your subject line, or specify if it's locked to specific visitors. If you would like more details about sickbay, here's the wiki page. If you haven't made your intro yet, you can assume the doctors will want to see your character shortly after they arrive, and backtagging is love!]

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[dreams_dont_die]

The kid is seriously uneasy about something. Whether that's being around all these people or being here on the Enterprise or being apparently on his own with nobody asking after him, there's no way of telling. Still, if Dylan can reach out a little, he will.

This place is crazy enough for an adult, let alone a kid.

Once, his uniform would have offered a little reassurance that he wanted to help, that he could be trusted, but it carries no such suggestion here, even if he weren't laid up in a sickbay bed without the characteristic jacket to identify him as a High Guard officer.

Still, at least being flat on his back with a machine monitoring him is about as non-threatening as Dylan can get.

"You looked like you could use someone to talk to."

[goldencobra]

Henry just shrugged, leaning up against the wall that the biobed was attached to so he was close to Dylan's head. He wasn't sure he wanted to talk, but being around people who might encourage him to do so would help tell if him if he wanted to or not. He knew he wanted company and reassurance after what had happened on the planet so he was sticking around where the doctors were.

So...not knowing if he wanted to talk or not, he simply did what was polite and introduced himself. "'m Henry."

[dreams_dont_die]

"Hey, Henry."

Okay, so the kid's not entirely sure that he wants to talk. Or maybe he's just shy. Dylan's not going to take it personally. He can handle quiet. And if the kid really doesn't want anything to do with him, that's okay, too. It's not like he's Dylan's responsibility, beyond the general sense of feeling that it's just right to keep an eye out for a kid who looks lost and overwhelmed.

Still, Dylan didn't want to leave him just wandering around on his own.

"I'm Dylan. Captain Dylan Hunt." The rank may not have a hell of a lot of meaning here, but ... if the trust the High Guard once inspired has any parallel wherever Henry's from, it might help.

If not, at least he's smiling, looking as friendly as he can.

[goldencobra]

Nodding at the name, Henry thought for a moment. He'd been given the man's full name and rank, not that it meant anything to the boy, and usually he'd give his own surname in exchange. But here, Henry wasn't sure he wanted people thinking he was related to that other Gold. So he just left it at Henry.

But what to say next? His usual comment didn't seem to make much sense but with the absence of anything else to break the awkward silence, he said it anyway.

"Nice to meet you?" There was an air of uncertainty as while Dylan might be nice to meet on a normal day, if there was such a one here, meeting in sickbay can't be the best. Still very unsure about the situation, he was tempted to sit on the floor but that might discourage conversation and it looked like the man needed the company as much as Henry did.

[dreams_dont_die]

"Yeah," Dylan says with a little laugh. "Nice to meet you too. Though probably a little nicer if we weren't in here."

It would certainly be nicer for Dylan. He hasn't been confined to the sickbay for particularly long, but it's certainly long enough to be wearing on his patience. He's never been good at enforced bed rest, never even been all that good at resting on doctor's orders in general. Trance is learning that as much as Doctor Selvig, his last Chief Medical Officer, had.

"You waiting for someone? You don't need one of the doctors, do you?"

It's a subtle suggestion that if there is a reason Henry's here and it's not either of those things, Dylan will listen. Or, if it is one of those things, he'll do what he can to help. After all, he's beginning to get a hang on how this sickbay, as it's called, works.

Unfortunately.

[goldencobra]

Henry nodded again. That was certainly true. Not that there are too many places on this ship they could meet considering how closed off the interesting areas of the ship were.

But he shook his head at the question. "'m fine." Which was only partly true. His breaks had been healed and he was physically fine. But mentally, he was still confused and a little scared, hence being around sickbay so much.

"What's wrong with you?"

[dreams_dont_die]

Henry doesn't look fine, but ... if he's the sort of not fine that doesn't need a doctor, then Dylan won't press it. Shy, quiet, uneasy ... that's a different sort of not fine. Maybe the kid just is shy, or maybe there's something bugging him. Dylan's not going to push it, but the invitation's out there for the kid, if he wants to take him up on it.

Dylan gives him a half-smile.

"You were down there on the planet, weren't you?" he asks. "I was, too." He pulls a face. "Unfortunately, my body burns food faster than normal, so being down there with nothing to eat for three days knocked me around."

He's still not pleased about that; it shows a little on his face.

It just seems ridiculous to him to be stuck here when there were people seriously hurt down there and everyone else was fine after three days without food. Most of the time, he's grateful for his Heavy Worlder heritage.

Sometimes, it sucks.

[goldencobra]

Henry nodded. "Rocks fell but Julian fixed me." It was more of a mumble than an explanation, not really happy about the experience.

"Not eating for three days isn't exactly good for anyone. At least no one died, right?" He was pretty sure that was the case. He hoped it was. "And the technology here is much better than back home. I like it."

[dreams_dont_die]

"Good. He's a good guy, Julian."

He's less certain that nobody died than Henry is. Dylan and Irian -- Commander t'Aumne -- had spoken about that, down in the cavern when the earthquake had first struck. Neither of them had thought it particularly likely that nobody had died, but it seemed that nobody from the ship had, at least.

"No, it's not. It was just a little worse for me. But we all got back, and everyone's on the mend, I think."

Dylan nods at what Henry says about the technology, though it's not the case where Dylan is concerned. The technology, much of it, is primitive in comparison to his own, though there are some things that are beyond even the best minds in the Commonwealth.

"You should see the technology where I'm from. But some of this technology is stuff even we don't have."

[goldencobra]

"Yeah. He is. He and Rhade really helped me stay calm until I got back up here."

He liked Rhade too but Nietzscheans couldn't be perfect. He'd have to figure that part out by himself though unless there were more people from Rhade's world here on the Enterprise.

"Are you from even more in the future than this then?"

[dreams_dont_die]

"Rhade?"

There's a name he knows, although he's still getting used to the idea that this is not the same Rhade who had betrayed his Commonwealth and his captain. Telemachus had betrayed him, yes, but it was for a principle that Dylan at least feels he could understand, even if he doesn't agree with it. Even if he still resents that Rhade's choice had taken Tarazed from the nascent Commonwealth.

"He's one of my crew," Dylan says, his voice soft and even. "Or will be."

He won't say anything else about that, though, not unless Henry asks. It wouldn't be just to bring his own personal disagreement with Telemachus Rhade into this time and place with him. Not after the conversation they'd had down on the planet. Not when Rhade's perspective is one he can almost understand.

Henry's question makes him smile.

"Yeah, I am. Over two thousand years in the future. I came here from the year 5168."

[goldencobra]

"I didn't know Rhade had other friends on board. Maybe you can help me with his perfection problem."

He sounded a little happier to have found something in common with the man. And almost smiled. Then heard the date and his eyes widened.

"Whoa..." He breathed. "So this must all be really primitive for you, huh?"