Topic: Star Trek: Veiled Chimera
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Stardate 2365.02.21
USS Peregrine; Deck 4; Sickbay – 1515
Melody sat back in her chair after the Commander had left.
Trill . . . she had difficulty managing her own ghosts, to have to manage those of countless others? She shook her head. Such was their nature, though she too had never heard of a Trill dreaming through the lens of one of their past hosts. Perhaps it truly was nothing, regardless, Melody pulled her PADD up before her. She knew some of Tochi Zai’s traumatic start, but it couldn’t hurt to learn more. In the next few minutes, the doctor took some time to draft and send messages both to Starfleet and the Symbiosis Commission regarding the details of the transfer of the Zai symbiont, and information on any instances similar to those the commander had mentioned.
When she finished, Reine looked down her list of tasks, her eyes falling once more on Chief Cook’s name. A small smile touched her lips, anticipating the interaction regarding the commotion from this morning.
She tapped her comm-badge, “Reine to Chief Cook.”
=^= Cook here, Doctor =^=
“I would like to take some time today to discuss this morning’s drill and areas in which we may improve our team’s performance in the future. We can do this at the beginning of your shift tonight if that time works for you?”
=^= Very well, Doctor, I’ll be there at 1830 hrs =^=
“Thank you Chief, Reine out.” Melody then looked looked back to her PADD, finding the next item on her list.
Stardate 2365.02.21
USS Peregrine; Deck 4; Sickbay - 1830
Dana strode into Sickbay and gave the room a quick once over as she headed to the CMO’s office. She nodded her approval of the state of the area before she stepped into the open doorway of the doctor’s office and rapped twice on the frame to announce her presence.
“Good evening, Chief,” Reine greeted as her head nurse strode in and waved her to have a seat. “I hope you were able to rest easy after our drill this morning.”
Dana took the offered seat and smiled at the doctor’s comment about ‘resting easy’, that was seldom a problem for the Chief, little bothered her, and when it did, she found a little liquid libations went a long way to helping her ‘rest easy’.
”No problems, Doctor,” Cook replied.
Melody nodded her approval leaned forward, “I am once again impressed with the regimented shape you have drilled into this team, and pleased with their swift response, though there were one or two who could do with a little more practice in keeping their heads in emergency situations, as I am sure you noted as well.” She opened her PADD to bring up her staff, “You have obviously spent the most time with this team, apart, of course, for our new member. I am interested in your opinion of this morning, and in the areas you’ve seen in the past and this morning that we may benefit from lending some more focused attention to.”
”Well,” Dana sighed slightly before continuing, “while they are trained well in what they need to do in an emergency, a few of them have never been in a battle and really seen horror of war.” Dana’s eyes showed a sadness, that if the doctor saw it, spoke of how she had indeed seen horrors which might haunt her sometimes.
“I’m afraid that the only ‘training’ they will need,” Cook went on seriously, “is to actually be exposed to their first battle and learn the hard way.”
“Hmm,” Reine set the PADD back down, “perhaps then we should confer with our CTO for advice on sims to put our team through. Not exactly the same as a true, unanticipated attack, but they can practice trying to keep their heads while being tossed about at least. Thoughts?”
“Sims are ok,” Dana said but her shaking head already told the doctor that the Chief didn’t wholly agree, “but during them the staff will know it isn’t really a life or death situation; it wont give them the fear and maybe panic that they will likely feel during the real deal.”
“I agree,” Reine replied dryly, “but unfortunately we are not yet allowed to fire live rounds at our staff,” she smirked.
Cook paused for a minute as she seemed to consider any alternatives, then shook her head again, “We can set up the sims for now, but we’re not going to get what they need, until we have a real crisis. Which seems to be coming our way, perhaps.”
“Perhaps,” the doctor considers her a moment before responding, “Let’s setup the sims. You and I will evaluate the the recordings individually, then meet to discuss our findings both about the staff, and each other’s performances. If we do not feel there is any benefit and that we are wasting our time, we will find alternative ways to lay the pressure on them. How does that sound?”
“I’ll get started on some sims,” Cook replied with a nod, “and I think using the Holosuite we might be able to add some realism to the scenario, like the feel of the ship under fire or even a few close explosions.” A small smile came to the Chief’s lips as things became to come to mind; one might think she was looking forward to making her staff feeling uncomfortable. She started to rise from her chair when ...
“Great, now Chief,” she folded her hands in front of her, “really quick before you leave--I know it has only been a day, but it has been an eventful one. How are you?”
Dana seemed taken aback by the question as she relaxed back into her chair. It was and unexpected question and she wondered if she was showing anything to make the Doctor as such a question.
”Ah..,” she began slowly, “I’m fine, Doctor. Is something troubling you about my performance?”
Cook knew that she wasn’t fine. She was dealing with a lot in relation to her condition, as she had stopped self medicating herself and was allowing the Doctor to treat her. But she had kept her problems to herself as was her usual behavior. She wasn’t comfortable sharing her personal thoughts and feelings with anyone. While she was beginning to like the new CMO, she wasn’t quite to the point of sharing her inner most personal feelings.
Melody wondered at the hesitant reaction to her friendly check-in, but then they were still new to each other, she supposed, "No, nothing troubling at all thus far," she grinned, "we are in a place in which we must show ourselves to be the creme de la creme every second of every day, indeed, I don't expect much less. But there is a difference between showing that and feeling that. This isn't any sort of evaluation or scrutiny so I apologize if that's what it seemed like. I am glad you're fine, Chief."
Dana smiled slightly and nodded to the Reine, “I agree Doctor,” she replied, “our medical staff won’t disappoint you. They will do their jobs adequately.” Or I’ll kick their butts, she thought. “No need to apologize Doctor, your concern is not unwelcome.”
Reine stood in preparation of her own departure, as it was also the end of her shift, "That's all I have this afternoon. If you have nothing more to discuss with me, I won't keep you for your duties."
“Very Well, Doctor,” Cook replied as she rose to leave, “I’ll let you know as soon as the simulations are ready and we can give our nurses a taste of performance under pressure.”
"Thank you Chief, goodbye."
Cook inclined her head to the doctor and strode out of the office. She went to her station where she sat and brought up a menu for the holosuites and began a general outline of what she intended for the first simulation.
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