crossing the 'T' and dotting the 'i' medical baseline

Posted on Thu Sep 13th, 2018 @ 12:45am by Ensign Raymond McBain & Lieutenant Asa Dael

Mission: Holographic Horrors
Location: medbay
Timeline: 72680.3

McBain had been up since 0530hrs, working out, dressing for the day, breakfast. He was not cleared completely yet so he went to the flight deck for a couple hours and worked on the Orion he had flown here. He checked the build record and checked the design flaw the captain had mentioned. He ran a diagnostic on several systems. He especially checked the life support repairs and the other systems that had shown alerts. He was making sure his shuttle was flight ready. The XO had mentioned an upcoming mission and he wanted to be prepared.

Checking the time he put away all the tools he had used and filled out the maintenance log before setting off for medical. He did not take a direct route as he was still getting familiar with the ship. So he walked the corridors making sure he could get around. He walked into the medbay only five minutes early. Looking around he saw Asa and stepped in their direction. When they noticed him he waved "hiya Doc, here as requested."

"Good morning McBain," Asa replied, summoning all their will to be cheerful in their response. Asa had long hated mornings, although they did their best to hide the fact from the ever-early-risers that seemed to make the majority of Starfleet.

Motioning the tall man to med station, Asa pulled out their medical tricorder and said, "With your permission?"

"Oh for sure, is why I am here after all." McBain had followed her into the station and sat down. "Take your time Doc, I am afraid I am disgustingly healthy, a few scars here and there, from things that happened to far away from proper medical support. So should I keep quiet while you work?"

“Hm? Oh, no, sorry, of course, feel free to talk, I just can’t promise a quick reply,” Asa answered, their vision already engrossed with the medical tricorder.

The doctor tapped on a few things, listened to a few whirs and beeps, and consulted their PaDD for a quick review of the ensign’s medical records. With a slight frown, Asa asked, “It looks like we are missing some vaccination records. Did Starfleet academy need to do any boosters?”

"I was a MACO so when I went to the Academy I had everything up to date. I got a whole base series before I left the Academy because of the type of job I have means a lot of interaction with alien environments. Everything should be up to date? That would be for DS-9 though, I was not aware I was coming to the Hera till I got there. It felt sort of like a rush change of orders, so maybe I need vaccines for this sector?" McBain smiled and shrugged "I can not answer as to the records?"

“OK, well, I don’t want to overload your system, I’m sure it’s a bookkeeping error. I’ll request the records from DS-9. As far as Starfleet records indicate, there is nothing too exotic in this sector, so the base set is all that’s required. Well, that was painless. You are fit as a fiddle and ready to go!”

"That was short and sweet." McBain stood. "I am sure whatever happened is a simple mistake in forwarded records? It will be fine." His face lit up and he raised a hand as he took a personal record PaDD from a pocket. "Always keep a copy of your records when not on mission! I learned that between AIT as a MACO and stealth insertion training. My records got lost in transit and my whole life would have been turned on its ear if I had not had a copy of my orders! Here you go, DS-9 shot record when I passed through there." Happy with himself hr waited till they acknowledged the record. "So are we still on for training?

"Absolutely. There is one thing I see that while not a problem, is just a good recommendation for humans in their 30's, and it looks like you recently qualified for that decade," they said with a smile, "To ensure your pearly white stay pearly- and to ward off any wear on the enamel of your teeth- there is a quick mouth rinse I'm going to ask you to do once a month if willing, sound ok? Other than that, let's go hit the holodeck."

McBain shrugged "sure if you think it is good for me?" He stepped toward the aisle, "First thing we do is take care of getting your Body Armor and kit. I understand we will be wearing it often, so you might as well be wearing it whenever we train. We will train with the armor and gear on so you get used to it. Ready to go to the Armory?"

Asa gulped, they hadn't even thought about wearing body armor, but it did make sense. They knew their endurance definitely needed to be built up, and they trusted the experienced ensign.

"OK, lets hope they have some in size waif," Asa replied in what they hoped was good humor.

McBain laughed as he waved her to come with him. "I always believe in giving people as many facts as I know so they are not caught off guard. Some people do not appreciate that as their imagination has too much time to play games inside their own heads. Most people appreciate knowing what is expected and what is going to happen." McBain offered that preamble as they walked. He decided to walk the one deck from 11 to deck-12 to have time to explain.

"Now you will be holographically sized for the body glove that will be replicated. It will have body sensors and provide padding between your body and the armor. It will be fitted with the armor plating so you basically will drop down into the armor than seal it up with overlapping plates. It will have actuators in the joints you will need to get used to. They will make you jump higher and move faster as well. They when working will make the armor lighter than normal cloths. Something happens to them and it will feel like you are wearing ancient plate-mail." McBain smiled "luckily the armor is very resilient to shutting down. There is a way to release the armor plates so you basically are just wearing the body glove. Now since you are a medic the cargo areas and harness will be adapted to your needs when we replicate the armor. We will get into that at the time."

McBain stopped to make eye contact as they reached deck-12. "You still okay Asa? Any questions before we get to security."

“Nah, looking forward to having super-powers, lets’ do it,” they replied. Asa was feeling trepidations, but not willing to let the fear in. After all, they were safe aboard the Hera. What could possibly go wrong?