[Sickbay]: Round One scans and vaccines

[ten_fwd_npcs]

[ Captain's Log: a Meeting with the Senior Staff. Wherein Picard discusses what to do with their new, er. "Guests." ]







As you enter sickbay tonight, escorted there by Lieutenant Worf and his security detail, you may notice it isn't all that unusual. There are no terrifying devices or humming machines you could 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 Chief Medical Officer Crusher herself, she's well-groomed and kindly, wearing her teal uniform and a blue coat. No masks, no rubber gloves. The most dangerous thing about her is that maternal look in her eyes; the one that scolds you for not doing your homework, or leaving your dirty dishes in your room.

The crew makes no promises for Dr. McCoy, on the other hand. He isn't one of ours. You should probably watch your neck.

"All right, don't be shy," Dr. Crusher calls out as you enter. "Come in and sit down. It's just a scan and maybe a hypospray, nothing to worry about."

Probably.


[ooc: This is an open log for everybody. Tagging isn't mandatory, but 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 Bones McCoy and Beverly Crusher (NPC) on deck, so if you'd prefer one over the other just specify it in your tag. If you would like more details about sickbay, here's the wiki page. If you haven't made your OP yet, you can assume the doctors will want to see your character shortly after they arrive.]

Comments

[stark_spangled]

The look in Steve's eyes may be the only confirmation the doctor needs. Beyond the razor-sharp focus and careful concentration, his eyes always look a little haunted. He shoulders a pretty heavy burden, like a living, breathing Wall of Remembrance for every soldier and friend he saw die. He remembers all of their names as if they were carved into his back.

"Grape," is all he says, straightening up. He may tower over Leonard, but he's got a friendly face (when he isn't frowning). "Cherry reminds me too much of bad medicine."

He supposes that wasn't so bad. No blood samples, no endurance machines, no endless questioning. It does make him wonder if Steph was put through worse, though.

[shut_up_dammit]

Leonard gives him a smile. "I'll see what I can manage. But you get out of here before someone decides that this first round wasn't enough."

That wouldn't be him. Honestly, it would probably be Beverly. He really didn't know how thorough she was with Steph and maybe she wanted to poke her nose into Steve as well. Really, they were so much alike genetically that it didn't matter. He was sure it'd all come back the same.

[stark_spangled]

He feels compelled to snap a salute, but it isn't as clean as it would be with a commanding officer. There's some looseness to it, a little friendly sarcasm dusting the underlying respect.

"Thanks, doc," he says, turning neatly on his heel and heading for the sickbay entrance. McCoy doesn't need to tell him twice to get out of here. He'll be relieved to be back in quarantine after this, just so he has some space to think.