ZE/D03 - Sickbay

[Paul]

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[Charlotte Dawes]

Nurse Dawes reported directly to Sickbay when she received the transfer order. She was eager to learn more about why the sudden change in her orders and why on such short notice. None of the familiar faces she passed on her way here seemed to know any more than she did. She knew that word would eventually get around. It usually did. The buzz of it all was exciting for Charlie. The older ship had a certain charm to it that appealed to her adventurous senses.

They were departing in one hour. No patients, brand new crew it seemed. She began preparing herself by familiarizing herself with the facilities, where things were stored, and envisioning traffic flow in the patients' area. Once she was comfortable she had a feel for the layout, she began manually checking supplies against the checklist that was left behind.

[Evie O’Fee]

<<<<<Bridge<<<<

Evie came into Sickbay hoping that most of the Medical Personal was going to be there, the information that could be mission critical. She had a padd in her hand that Evie was working on, it was schematics for a water tank. It was designed to keep water at a specific temperature and PH balance, it would keep the Symbiont happy and alive. 

The first place that Evie went to was her Office where she kept her lab coat, she enjoyed wearing them during meetings she just wasn't sure why. The other thing that she was working on was the do and do not list, if they were to have a Joined Trill they need to be prepared. Illustrating the differences between a joined Trill and one that isn't, adding in a Joined pregnant Trill. Treatments for all three would be different, but all were equally curtail. She wanted to make sure that everyone received the same information, every second wasted could be the difference.

==Open tag to both of you.==

[Charlotte Dawes]

[Doctor O'Fee to all Medical staff meeting in Sickbay in five minutes]

Charlotte was relieved to hear the Chief Medical Officer calling a meeting of the medical staff. She had been keeping herself busy getting Sickbay organized, checking that records were up to date, and attempting to assist the first officer with some preparations for an elderly guest. However, things had been slow so far, and Charlotte thrived on busy. She needed a quick pace with almost too much to do in order to feel alive. She hoped that Dr. O'Fee's meeting meant that there was more direction now and that she'd be given some more substantial talks to undertake.

Out of the corner of her eye, Charlotte saw the CMO slip into her office. Charlotte stopped what she was doing and meandered to the main receiving area, making sure to catch Dr. O'Fee's eye before she grabbed a chair to wait for the others to arrive.

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

Emery arrived in Sickbay about 5 minutes or so after Dr. O’Fee’s call. He strode in with projected confidence, already in his own lab coat which was still starched. His name was stitched over his right chest, with beautiful cursive letters in Medical Teal that popped on his white lab coat.

He noticed the nurse, Charlotte, waiting in the main receiving area of the sickbay and gave her a nod of greeting as he walked over. She appeared to be waiting as well for Dr. O’Fee to make her appearance from where he saw her in her office. 

From what he recalled from his notes, the Zephyr was transporting a Trill diplomat with some very…precise requirements. Trills were fascinating to Emery, a joined species with lifetimes and centuries of memories to look back upon. This was a very unique opportunity, one that Emery was excited to be taking on.

==TAGs to All ==

[Evie O’Fee]

At the appropriate time when everyone was assembled, Evie came out of the Office and gave a smile. Everyone who was trained to assist Medical was there, and paying attention. "Greetings everyone I am glad you all made it, there is a lot to go over." She placed a small stack of padds on a table next to her.

"For all of those whom I have not spoken to, I prefer to go by Doctor not rank." To her it always sounded better that way. "Right now we are getting ready to host a Trill Diplomat, the Host is up there in age and the Symbiont is even older. On these padds is all the information you will need to treat a Joined Trill, and not Joined. I will say if we treat a Joined Trill their golden rule we can't violate, if you have to choose to save the Host or the Symbiont. Save the Symbiont, the Host wont live long without the Symbiont. Naturally I hope this is all good information none of us will ever use." In this case it was better to have and not need.

"The reason we need to know all of this is because we don't know what we are going to be dealing with, the current Host is Femail but the next can be male so that means the placement of the Symbiont will be different. Everything we use to treat them we have to keep in mind the side effects, not that anyone would think of using Blood thinners but if we did that would kill a Joined Trill. The properties of the blood would change too swiftly, and just like a fish that swam too fast through a rip tide. If the Host gets bitten by a bug of any kind, the venom that causes us a minor irritation would kill them." Evie made her point pretty clear at this point.

"I have also designed a over sized water tank, it replicates to the best of our ability to provide comfort and care to the Symbiont. In the worst case scenario if something happens to the Host and we need to place the Symbiont in the tank, I need two dedicated nurses glued to the tank at all times. We should also have a back up Trill that we can place the Symbiont in, this has a window of a couple of days before it has to be perinate. This last one is our Hail Mary play when all others fail, and it is one that we can do once. Each procedure raises the risk to both Host and Symbiont, but I trust we will all use our best judgment." There was a lot of information presented, and she wanted to know if there was something she didn't cover. "Anyone have questions? If its on your mind I am sure there are others who also have them." Sometimes it happens that way.

==Tags all==

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

Emery listened attentively as the doctor explained their part of this trip. He knew most of the common talking points regarding Trill health and anatomy such as insect bites and blood thinners. Though Dr. O’fee talked as if this Trill was making her last trip before death, which was concerning to Emery. He always tried to look for the best outcomes in situations, yet Evie talked as if the host was so frail that they shouldn’t be traveling at all.

"Are we concerned that the Host will expire on this trip?" Emery asked the doctor, rather bluntly. The talk of water tanks and what to do if the unthinkable happens, made the question rather obvious to the young Doctor.

== TAG Dr. O’fee ==

[Evie O’Fee]

The question made by the new Doctor was a good one, and chances were good that there were others with the same question in mind. There were a lot of extra preparations done for this, it could lead people to believing something was expected to happen. 

"That is a great question Doctor, giving the age of the Host it is a concern. Chances are high that nothing is going to happen to her, and all of this is going to be for not. However for the same reason I keep evacuation kits in my Quarters, its better to have something in place for just incase than have nothing in place when something does happen." In every Emergency situation it is best to have some kind of plan in place before it happens. The more it is practiced the more people will remember it, that's why they do a lot of training to be in Star Fleet. 

"Now if there is any other question you have, I have a little work to be done before any of this has a chance to happen. Here in Sickbay I like to get ahead of any problems as a proactive approach, and less of a reactive approach. Remember when the Prince of Death comes around, we look him in the eye and say Not today Death." Evie knew they were never going to be able to stop him outright, but they could buy time.

==Tags ==

[Charlotte Dawes]

Charlotte nodded in understanding at the instructions.

"Dr. O'Fee, once you have a list of items that need to be requisitioned, and any other to do lists, I'm happy to run point on getting everything together for you," Charlotte offered. "Are you thinking here in Sickbay? Or is this something we just need to be ready to prepare should a situation arise?" She asked.

==Tag O'Fee==

[Evie O’Fee]

Before Evie could answer, she had a perplexed look on her face while turning to the door. It was a bad feeling about something, she just wasn't sure about what. Something just didn't feel right, but it wasn't exactly clear at all.

Turning her attention to Charlotte. "This is something I would like to have ready for just in case, after this mission we can dispose of it." The model would simulate the living conditions of the Symbiont. It would be small enough to be stored anywhere, but not really needed.

==Tag==

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

Emery looked at the both of them with concern. In his mind he thought that they were tempting fate by preparing these tanks and options for if the symbiont needed to be transplanted. As a surgeon, Emery would love to be involved in the transplant. As a Starfleet Officer, he was a bit mortified that they would even be thinking the worse could happen.

"I can assist with the set up of the tanks. I'll also brush up on the transplant procedures in case." Emery stated matter of factly.

==TAG==

[Evie O’Fee]

There wasn't much to think about when it came to the question, the more he knew about the system the better.

"That's a great idea, and even though I it had one tank in mind two is a better idea." It was always better to have a backup plan that never gets used, than to need one only not to have one. There was something on her bothering her, but still unaware of what it was going to be.

==Tag==

[Charlotte Dawes]

==After 30 Hour Time Skip==

Charlotte made a point to catch up with the Chief Medical Officer the following day when she saw an opportunity where they both seemed to have a moment.

"Hey, Dr. O'Fee, I was hoping to catch up with you," Charlotte mentioned casually as she approached Evie. "I couldn't help but notice that something seemed to be bothering you, or maybe just distracting you yesterday. I wanted to see if everything was okay, and if there was anything extra I could be pitching in with to help you out?" Charlotte offered. "Doesn't matter if it's personal or professional, you know. I just want to help if I can."

==Tag==

[Evie O’Fee]

==After the 30 hour skip.==

After the thirty hours of waiting, Evie still hadn't figured out what happened the day before. It was also something that she put behind her, if there was or wasn't anything to it was yet to be seen. "Hey, Dr. O'Fee, I was hoping to catch up with you," Charlotte mentioned casually as she approached Evie. "I couldn't help but notice that something seemed to be bothering you, or maybe just distracting you yesterday. I wanted to see if everything was okay, and if there was anything extra I could be pitching in with to help you out?" Charlotte offered. "Doesn't matter if it's personal or professional, you know. I just want to help if I can."

Evie smiled when she noticed Charlotte in Sickbay again. "That is something that happens from time to time, I had a strange feeling like something happened.. I am not sure what it was, or even if it is just a figment of my imagination. Until I know something for sure, I am brushing it off as nothing until I have something conclusive to work with." There were some reports to go over, perhaps there might be more answers there.

"I have a feeling that the answer should be coming through the door at any time." Evie wasn't sure what was going to happen, but it was going to be clear soon.

==Tag and GM does she get the report about the switch? Plus any relevant medical data?==

[Charlotte Dawes]

"I get that. Or a feeling like something is going to happen," Charlotte said nodding in understanding. "Human instinct is a real thing, I try not to ignore it though I do have a surefire trick for false alarms if you like a little adventure. We could try to get some holodeck time later and I could show you," she offered.

Charlotte enjoyed participating in a number of adventure sports: rock climbing, base jumping, parasailing... She was certain she had a program she could entice the doctor with. And while holodeck safety protocols tended to make holoprograms not as effective as the real thing, she found there was nothing better than a soft adrenaline rush to stave off any false worries and do a nice factory reset on the brain.

"We can invite the new doctor, make it a team building exercise," she added.



==Tag - no pressure for the doc to accept. ==

[Evie O’Fee]

Evie did like team building building exercises, they really brought people together. In Sickbay they had to work as if they were one, and a successful activity would go a long way towards that. There were a number of programs that could help with that, but this was her idea, and Evie wanted to hear more.

"Please tell me more about this program." She said with a smile, and if all went well they will be the best team ever.

==Tag Sorry for the short one==

[GM-06]

The Trill have not sent over any data regarding the Mediator’s recent surgery. 

However, if called to, C’had Kestir would certainly be willing to strip for a medical exam.

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

Emery was standing nearby when Charlotte suggested an adventure on the holodeck, and was about to walk up and say something, when a comm from Commander Ameen interrupted them.

[Ameen to Sickbay. The dossier's medical information on the host is now obviously out of date. Can you advise on any general dietary or medical considerations for a new Trill host following an emergency joining? We need to ensure the menu is appropriate.]

Emery looked at Dr. O’Fee, “Do we have more information on the new host? Gender, age, preferences for foods? I need a baseline to give you more specifics.” Emery promptly replied.

The plan had changed, the host, bolterius and healthy from the sound of things. Flirtatious too. Emery was concerned and it showed on his face as he looked at Dr. O’fee. His head tilting as he waited to hear the answer to his questions.

“Doctor, I would suggest we bring him in for an exam, as a health and safety measure. General health check for the voyage”

== TAG ==

[Evie O’Fee]

The communication came inn about the new host, and that shifted everything. It also reinforced why she put out the information about Male and Female Hosts. One day the Host can be either or, but there was always some kind of danger that gets associated with it.

Before Evie could say something, her new Doctor had raised similar concerns. “Do we have more information on the new host? Gender, age, preferences for foods? I need a baseline to give you more specifics.” Emery promptly replied. Evie knew he had a point, they did need this information from the new Host, all depending on the age of the Host and or if there were additional allergies. 

“Doctor, I would suggest we bring him in for an exam, as a health and safety measure. General health check for the voyage”

"Agreed Doctor." Evie said before tapping her Combadge. [Sickbay to Commander Ameen, it is imperative that the new Host checks in Sickbay, the risk of rejection in a new host is high and there is only a small window of time to avoid anything serious.]

Turning her attention to McEntyre. "Doctor as a new Host they have a window of seventy two hours before the joining has to be perinate, after that it will be fatal to the Host if it has to be removed." There was need to have a checkup considering the window of time didn't allow time for healing, sure with modern medicine the recovery time is a lot shorter but still required. Just like getting an organ transplant, the body itself could attack the Symbiont making matters much worse. 

==Tag Doctor==

[Morad Ameen]

[Acknowledged, Doctor.] Ameen replied. [He will be enroute to you shortly.]

[GM-06]

>> VIP Quarters >>

Escorted by the impressively large Klingon that was the Security Chief, C'Had Kestir strolled into Sickbay, not looking one bit as intimidated as he should have been. In fact, he appeared to be quite at ease, which turned to seemingly amused as he took a few steps into Sickbay.

"Hello, doctors." The Trill said, smiling. "You just couldn't wait to take my clothes off, hm? All right, I'll take off my shirt, but I don't think your Security would want to be in the room for much longer after that." A playful smile was directed at Gath.

[Gath]

Gath dutifully escorted Kestir to Sickbay. Upon arrival, he dismissed the other Security officers so that they could change into their duty uniforms. He quickly mentioned to Sam that she would need to change the rosters to reflect the increased manning requirements, but that she was at liberty to adjust it as she saw fit. She would need to inquire with the Captain about the details for the dinner, but the rest was pretty straight forward.

When Kestir made his small attempt at humor, Gath simply replied, "I will let you and the medical staff do what is required. I will stand by in the waiting area."

Gath made sure to meet the eyes of Lt Evie O'Fee and gave her a polite nod and simple but respectful acknowledgement, "Doctor..."

== Tag to the medical staff and GM as needed. Gath will stand by, but will not need to remain close enough to encroach on Kestir's privacy. ==

[Evie O’Fee]

It didn't take too long before her new patient to come through the doors with Gath was with him. "This is not what I expected, even though I knew it was a possibility at some point this mission." She said before he started to speak.

"Hello, doctors." The Trill said, smiling. "You just couldn't wait to take my clothes off, hm? All right, I'll take off my shirt, but I don't think your Security would want to be in the room for much longer after that." A playful smile was directed at Gath.

"Keep your trousers on Vanilla Bean, it sounds more like you are wanting to take them off more than anything." There were a few facts that Evie needed to sort out first, starting with the window of time that she was dealing with.

"The first thing we need to know closely followed by the secondary question. How long ago did the joining process happen? and why were we not informed?" In a situation like this she should have been informed, just like any medications to avoid creating a new hazard.

"If you want some privacy we can use O.R. one if you like."

"I will let you and the medical staff do what is required. I will stand by in the waiting area."

Gath made sure to meet the eyes of Lt Evie O'Fee and gave her a polite nod and simple but respectful acknowledgement, "Doctor..."

Evie gave Gath eye contact as well with a smile. "Gath." She did appreciate that he was there, more than likely because it was just policy. Right now she was gauging the response of the new Host.

==Tags and GM input please==

[GM-06]

“Vanilla Bean?!” C’Had repeated, laughing and looking amused. He sat down at the end of a bed and did his best to look attentive, seeming to respect the CMO that was able to banter with him.

“To answer your first question, the Joining took place the night before last. I’m coming up on hour 33 of 93. I was to join with Kestir anyway, but she insisted she was healthy enough to do one more trip. I knew she was just being stubborn, which I respected, but then she went and died on us all, rushing everything.

“The medical team that responded to Kestir’s house-staff didn’t inform the council of what was happening until we were almost done in surgery – they were really only concerned with keeping Kestir alive. Anything else was inconsequential.”

He shrugged.

“I feel okay.” C’Had admitted. “Transporter made me feel a little light-headed, but I recovered using my charm and wit.”

[Charlotte Dawes]

Charlotte watched the interaction between the patient and Dr. O'Fee with interest. He seemed to enjoy being a handful, and Dr. O'Fee handled him with ease - no doubt not the first time an overly flirtatious patient had visited her medical facilities.

"Your charm and wit?" Charlie quipped from her position to the left and slightly behind the doctor. "Has that helped you out quite a bit in life, or is this a newly acquired skill?" She asked.


==Tags==

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

Emery was a blushing mess. The trill before them was, for a lack of a better word: drop dead gorgeous. Though for the Caitain, he was super obvious about it, at least his face was. He blushed deep red, shyly turning his head to hide the fact and thankful for the layer of fur from his Caitain heritage to hide it. The Trill's comments were certainly something, Emery thought, Charm and Wit would be something that Emery would have thought would be helpful. He was neither charming nor witty.

Charlotte’s comment on it though, made him smile.

“Perhaps, Ambassador Kestir, you would like an escort over to the biobed. We’ll try to make our exams as painless as possible.” Emery said with a coy smile, trying at least to be as flirty as the Ambassador was. Something about this trill made Emery’s heart race, in a good way, his blush getting only deeper as he tried his own flirtations.

==TAGS==

[Evie O’Fee]

“To answer your first question, the Joining took place the night before last. I’m coming up on hour 33 of 93. I was to join with Kestir anyway, but she insisted she was healthy enough to do one more trip. I knew she was just being stubborn, which I respected, but then she went and died on us all, rushing everything.

“The medical team that responded to Kestir’s house-staff didn’t inform the council of what was happening until we were almost done in surgery – they were really only concerned with keeping Kestir alive. Anything else was inconsequential.”
Evie was listening to him closely paying attention to every small detail, the longer this goes the better. Both parties would be united, and the memories that go along with it. "I have made my people aware if it comes to saving the host or the symbiont, save the symbiont because without it the Host still dies." Evie knew that Trill that get trained to Host are aware of this fact, and they still agree to it. 

"Your charm and wit?" Charlie quipped from her position to the left and slightly behind the doctor. "Has that helped you out quite a bit in life, or is this a newly acquired skill?" She asked.

At first Evie wasn't sure how to respond, it was just in her nature. "Its an Irish thing, I learned to walk in a pub where this language is common. Sometimes it doesn't stop there, it has stopped more pub fights than I care to admit. "She had a devilish smile. "Another Irish thing." 

“Perhaps, Ambassador Kestir, you would like an escort over to the biobed. We’ll try to make our exams as painless as possible.” If he wanted to do the examination, Evie wasn't going to stand in his way. "If you do the examination be sure to look for any signs of rejection, if we catch it soon enough there is time to stop it." It was her big concern about the whole thing.

==Tag and GM input==

[Morad Ameen]

About roughly an hour after the VIP had reported to sickbay a call came in.

[Ameen to Doctor O'Fee.] Commander Ameen said. [Doctor, I apologize for the interruption if you're in the middle of a delicate procedure, but I need a preliminary report on Mediator Kestir. What is his immediate condition? Is the symbiont stable in the new host?]

[GM-06]

As C’had allowed the good doctor to examine him, a fuzzy figure came into his peripheral vision. Not blurry, but truly fuzzy: blonde, and big, and blushing. Dr. O’Fee’s red hair was blindingly gorgeous, but the seven-foot-tall feline being was not someone to be ignored.

“Of course I’ll go to the bed with you.” C’had said smoothly, though he was now looking at the Caitain. As he walked over, he reached his hands down, his arms in a cross-cross pattern. He pulled off his shirt in one fluid motion, revealing a fit body, along with a hairless torso. Peeking out from his waistline was skin darkened by fine, dark hairs, the wisp giving the suggestion of more body hair.

Perhaps more notable than the hinting body hair was the form moving under C’had’s skin. Where a human’s small and large intestines lay coiled was where a Trill’s symbiont nestled. This particular symbiont moved slowly, the under-the-surface shifting appearing to not bother the host at all.

“Someone’s happy to see you!” C’had joked to Dr. O’Fee - though he winked at Emery.

[Evie O’Fee]

[Ameen to Doctor O'Fee.] Commander Ameen said. [Doctor, I apologize for the interruption if you're in the middle of a delicate procedure, but I need a preliminary report on Mediator Kestir. What is his immediate condition? Is the symbiont stable in the new host?]

Evie was about to answer the Commander, but there was a bit of a development. The Host and symbiont were safe however there was still a bit of a problem, and no matter what the training they received nothing can prepare them for this. The memories of the pervious hosts can still actively interfere with the current host, or combine a mixture of personalities.

Tapping her Combadge to reply. [Commander we have a conundrum, it would be best if we had a private conversation in fifteen minutes.]

Her tone took a more serious tone before speaking again. "C'had I am going to be as honest with you as I can, you have exactly ten minutes to show me that you can conduct yourself in a professional manner, and the final part of memories integration is complete. We need to make sure that the behavior displayed here isn't going to impact the negotiation, if you are the skilled diplomat we need you will accomplish this feat in under five." If the Host was of sound mind the challenge shouldn't be much of a problem, if the previous Hosts still had an impact he would need more time before the damage could be done. Her tone said that she wasn't messing around, there was too much riding on how he can conduct himself.

==GM input please.==

[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

“Of course I’ll go to the bed with you.” C’had said smoothly, though he was now looking at the Caitian. As he walked over, he reached his hands down,  pulling off his shirt in one fluid motion, revealing a fit body, along with a hairless torso. Peeking out from his waistline was skin darkened by fine, dark hairs.

“Don’t be obvious, Emery” Emery thought to himself, but it was clear by the stare that he was taken. Especially that comment of going to bed with him that the Trill made. Emery never really thought that he was attractive much. Sure he had guys tell him he was, but being Half Betazed also came with its own set of problems, glancing thoughts and hearing them from others on occasion. Not that he really went in deeply to refine his nascent mental powers, he didn’t have that much of them being only half.

Perhaps more notable than the hinting body hair was the form moving under C’had’s skin. Where a human’s small and large intestines lay coiled was where a Trill’s symbiont nestled. This particular symbiont moved slowly, the under-the-surface shifting appearing to not bother the host at all. Emery knew it was the symbiont. The worm-like creature housed hundreds of years of memories that formed a symbiotic relationship with its host. To be honest, Emery thought that was kinda cool, having all that experience to draw on, like a headstart to things.

“Someone’s happy to see you!” C’had joked to Dr. O’Fee - though he winked at Emery.

That made Emery blush even deeper. He shied his head to the side to try to hide the massive blush he had. The butterflies in his stomach. This Trill was absolutely gorgeous and there was no way that those in sickbay couldn’t already tell. Emery was nothing if not painfully obvious, his emotions on his sleeves. Emery knew, somewhere, that he may end up taking a fancy to this Trill…if only for the short time that C’had was aboard the ship.

Emery’s thought’s were interrupted by Dr. O’Fee’s abrupt instructions to C’had. After suggesting the Captain come to Sickbay for a private meeting, she had turned her attention back to the Trill.  "C'had I am going to be as honest with you as I can, you have exactly ten minutes to show me that you can conduct yourself in a professional manner, and the final part of memories integration is complete. We need to make sure that the behavior displayed here isn't going to impact the negotiation, if you are the skilled diplomat we need you will accomplish this feat in under five,” O’Fee ordered.

“Is there anything you need, Doctor?” Emery finally snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her give the Trill the abrupt orders. Stern and forceful in her tone. Emery didn’t think being that mean would get them anywhere but he was still too junior to question his Chief on that point.

==TAG==

[Evie O’Fee]

The room was still, save for the subtle hum of equipment and the occasional soft rustle of clothing as someone shifted uncomfortably. The door clicked shut behind the new Doctor, a tall, sharp-eyed resident just weeks into his rotation. He stood near the edge of the room, uncertain, one hand resting against his clipboard like it was a shield.

Evie glanced at him. His face was composed, but she could read the tension in his jaw, the faint hesitancy in his posture. He was watching the young man sitting across from them—head in hands, shoulders hunched—not just as a physician, but as a peer. The moment was delicate, and they both knew it.

“Is there anything you need, Doctor?” he asked quietly.
Evie’s eyes lingered on the young man a moment longer before she turned. She softened her voice, careful and deliberate.

“The truth?” she said, folding her arms gently. “I need you here. But I’ll understand if you'd rather step out.”
The Doctor straightened slightly, unsure whether to take that as an invitation or a test.
Evie continued, her tone shifting with subtle authority. “Actually, there is something. But it’s your choice.”

She took a slow breath, measured, almost weary with the weight of leadership.

“We need to get him through this—quietly, and quickly. When he looks back on this, it’s going to sting. He’s embarrassed already. Right now, what happened is confined to this room. That’s a gift. And none of us,” she paused, making eye contact with each person in the room, “are going to talk about it beyond this door.” 
The air in the room thickened with mutual understanding.

Evie looked back to the Doctor. “If this same behavior plays out during conference, the consequences will be more severe. There won’t be time to shield him from the fallout. And his embarrassment?” She shook her head gently. “It won’t be private anymore. It’ll be public. Career-altering. Trust-damaging.”
A beat passed.

Everyone wanted the same thing—for him to bounce back, to return to the competent, composed version of himself they all knew. They weren’t protecting ego—they were protecting potential.

Evie’s voice dropped to something more personal, but no less firm. “If you want to stay and be part of this, I welcome that. If not, I suggest you take a breather. Get some air. Regroup.”

Evie watched him, not judging. Just observing. “The best kind of leaders,” she said quietly, “figure out what kind they’re going to be during moments like this. Especially in their junior years. And no one—not me, only you—can make that choice for you. But we can help clear the path.”

She stepped aside, letting the silence speak for a moment. Evie looked up to him now, not invading, but anchoring. “I’m not going to tell you this doesn’t matter,” she said gently. “Because it does. But what matters more is how you recover. That’s what people will remember.”

She looked up at the Doctor, eyes steady. “So,” she said, “what kind of doctor do you want to be?”
The room waited—not for an answer, but for a decision.

==Tag Doctor -Still waiting on GM input==

[GM-06]

The male Trill looked shocked, surprised, and whatever else his slightly-bushy manicured eyebrows could show. Then, his eyes showed a clear look of resignation, and his posture changed.

His spine was not ram-rod straight, but his shoulders were square enough that it showed he knew how to carry himself in a serious conversation. He wasn’t a soldier or a Starfleet officer, so his stance (albeit sitting down) was not at full attention, but his mood had certainly changed to be respectful.

“My name is C’had Kestir.” He spoke, his voice at a much quieter register than his previous, boisterous attitude had held. “I have been studying the art of negotiation since I was 15 years old, and head of every debate team I could find since I was 16. I have degrees in Conflict Resolution, PolySci, Governmental Politics, Exobiology, and Sociology.”

A deep breath resonated throughout him, as if it almost embarrassed him to list his qualifications. “I have been a candidate for the Symbiont Program since I achieved my second degree and caught the Council’s eye. Kestir chose me herself, and assured me that it would still be some time before I was to be joined. It was a great honor to be chosen by someone held in as high regard as her, even though –well, especially since– our views on life were so different.”

After allowing for a pause that may have been mixed with deep embarrassment, C’had told the red-headed, steel-minded doctor, “I am ready for my responsibilities, Dr. O’Fee. I also think… the Symbiont really hasn’t had sex in a couple hundred years. And they need to relax.”

[Evie O’Fee]

“I am ready for my responsibilities, Dr. O’Fee. I also think… the Symbiont hasn’t had sex in a couple hundred years. And they need to relax.”

She looked directly at her doctor. “That took less than two minutes,” she said flatly—making it clear that sometimes, you had to play hardball to get the answers that mattered.

“Here’s what’s going to happen: you’re going to start with a round of apologies—beginning with Emery. He’s a fine doctor who deserves respect. Then you’re going to promise that this little display won’t happen again. Anywhere. Ever.”
Her tone was stern—unyielding.

“After that, I’ll call the Commander and report that you’re ready to resume your duties—under supervision. Just to ensure everything stays medically sound.” Her priority was clear: protect the integrity of the department, and just as importantly, the dignity of everyone within it.

“As for that second thing,” she added, eyes narrowing slightly—referring to the subject of sex, “as Chief Medical Officer, I can’t and won’t stop it if he chooses to pursue it. But—” she turned to Emery, now speaking as a potential friend, “I’ll say this to you directly.”

“I’ve seen this kind of thing unfold a hundred times—someone gets dazzled by the moment, they jump into bed, and in the morning, when the reality sets in, one or both people lose their self-respect.”

Her voice softened slightly, but the truth in her words stayed sharp. “If you’re going to do this, do it in a way that lets you hold your head high afterward. You have every reason to stand tall. Don’t let one night take that from you—not even for a second.” 

==Tag Doctor and GM input please.==

[Charlotte Dawes]

Charlotte was beginning to feel uncomfortable, and it wasn’t Kestir’s blatant flirting that had her rattled. She was more concerned about the way the Chief Medical Officer was calling everyone’s behavior out publicly. While the advice she was giving may have been sound, taking each individual aside would have saved the potential for a lot of embarrassment.

She cleared her throat somewhat loudly as if to remind everyone that she was present. “Well, I think everyone is old enough to make their own decisions."

She turned to Kestir and good-naturedly added, "And I’ve certainly seen more disruptive theatrics in Sickbay than a little strip tease. What’s important is that you’re well. And now that we know that you are, I think we can all joke about this later." 

She smiled at him, though was careful not to send the wrong message. She was reaching for a sisterly vibe, as opposed to a flirtatious one. "And, no need to apologize on my behalf, you seem like a spirited person, and I'm sure we'll enjoy having you on board these next three weeks. We can find some other ways for you to have fun while you're here as well.”


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[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

“No apology needed for me either.” Emery put a hand up dismissing the notion. “Or wanted. Perhaps, we could talk more later this evening, at dinner. There’s one being planned in your honor,” Emery suggested, timid. Evie had really laid into him which, in much of the way a parent would chastise a small child. It made Emery feel like a kitten again, when he did something wrong, or out of line with Starfleet regs. He hated that feeling.

Even if the Doctor was right, it still didn’t have to be publicly like this, his chastisement. He was, after all, a grown adult. He was capable of making his own choices and decisions about who he’d like to be with and whom he took to bed. It didn’t really matter what she thought in the end.

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[Evie O’Fee]

Not saying another word on the subject Evie simply tapped her combadge. "Evie to Commander Ameen everything is condition green, I will have my report ready for you the next hour." She closed the channel and moved on.

Her tone softened before speaking again. "My people have spoken, and I will respect their wishes. Just know I will not tolerate that kind of behavior here, this is a place of healing considered to be a safe place for all. Now if you will excuse me I have that report to file, Charlotte I would appreciate your help with that."

She left to her Office, and became comfortable, the report that she was writing had to show only the medical concerns. There were still a few concerns that she had, and that little display had no place in the report. She kept it professional, and made a  hot cup of tea.

[Chief Medical Report. As being a new Host the merger is going smoothly, as long as stress remans low there shouldn't be an issue. I am not without concern when it comes to the Host Symbiont merger, the concern is for the next forty hours personality traits from previous hosts can randomly come to the surface. If there was some Medical supervision we can nip any problem in the bud, after the forty hours the personalities will not surface in an uncontrolled manor. It is my recommendation that Doctor Tyris-McEntyre take lead in his care, Nurse Dawes should work with him. ]  It was the first draft that still needed work, now she just needed a little more time to sort this out.   

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[GM-06]

Things had gotten weird in Sickbay, and it hadn’t been because C’had had suggested a threesome or foursome. Though he may have been thinking it, something much stranger happened: The Chief Medical Officer acted very much the part of School Marm, complete with chastising her underlings.

If the mediator had been thinking of respecting the CMO, all that clearly went out the window as he let his facial expressions speak for themselves. And when Charlotte and Emery stood up to her, C’had’s face shone brightly. He watched as the CMO retreated to her office, and the now-familiar smirk came back over his face, replacing the sour one the woman had forced on there just minutes before.

The pretty kitty told C’had of the dinner, and he hopped off the bio bed, grinning wide. “That sounds fantastic!” He said, not making a move to put his shirt back on. The symbiont inside him, which had been on the move, now seemed to settle completely.

“If there’s fun to be had,” he said, his attention briefly on Nurse Dawes, “You must show me!” He kept his tone playful with her, especially since he then turned to the Caitian. “And as long as you’ll be my escort to the dinner?” There was a definite flirtatious tone back in his voice.

[Charlotte Dawes]

"Well, I'll leave you two alone. Dr. O'Fee did request my help," Charlotte commented, eager to not stand in the way of whatever it was that C'had and Emery were up to. "But, it was a pleasure. You certainly made the day more interesting, Mediator Kestir. And feel free to reach out later this week, we can get the fun crew together for a little something. You seem like you might like karaoke. Or maybe mini-golf? We can work the details out later. You two have fun tonight."

Charlotte winked at Emery before making her way to the CMO office.

She tapped on the door and stuck her head in. "Doctor, did you want to see me? Or are you just looking for my report? Either way, I can get it to you right away."

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[Evie O’Fee]

Evie looked up and smiled when Charlotte asked her question. "Actually its a little of both, please sit down it will take a little while." Evie had her full attention on Charlotte.

"I have signed off on his ability to perform his duties, medically he is perfectly sound, there is still a sixty hour window of concern that things can make a turn for the worse. A safer margin would tack on another ten, I have stated that under medical supervision everything should be fine." She let it sink in a little before volunteering more information.

"I feel in this timeframe both you and Doctor McEntre should monitor him to make sure they stay healthy, I am not saying any of you have to be with him every second of the day. Just while he is preforming his duties that is high in stress, and cause a problem with the symbiont." Evie was aware that she didn't need to explain in full the effect of stress on a persons body, the big concern would be if his body started to attack the Symbiont.

"Because of the scale of Diplomacy involved I feel having an report from the Head Nurse it would carry more weight, if you would like to add something or have me change something please let me know." It was important to her that everyone knew that their opinion always did matter to her.

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[Emery Tyris-McEntyre]

The pretty kitty told C’had of the dinner, and he hopped off the bio bed, grinning wide. “That sounds fantastic!” He said, not making a move to put his shirt back on. The symbiont inside him, which had been on the move, now seemed to settle completely.

“If there’s fun to be had,” he said, his attention briefly on Nurse Dawes, “You must show me!” He kept his tone playful with her, especially since he then turned to the Caitian. “And as long as you’ll be my escort to the dinner?” There was a definite flirtatious tone back in his voice.

Emery nodded, maybe he did a little too enthusiastically but he most definitely got the hint and most definitely was receptive to the idea. It wasn’t that he was oblivious, Emery just wasn’t a very social person. It took a bit to warm up to people, but this trill had something about him that made Emery feel like a teenager again, blushing on the thought of his first love.

“I would be honored to be your escort for the evening.” The Caitian smiles, blushing once more. Emery held out a paw to take C’had’s hand. A small but romantic gesture, but hopefully one he’d be receptive too. 

“Can I walk you out? Emery asked.

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[Charlotte Dawes]

Evie looked up and smiled when Charlotte asked her question. "Actually its a little of both, please sit down it will take a little while." Evie had her full attention on Charlotte.

Charlotte took a deep breath and had a seat. She wasn't sure what was coming, but knew she had taken a risk when she had stood up for Emery and Kestir on the Sickbay floor. She listened attentively as Dr. O'Fee continued.

"I have signed off on his ability to perform his duties, medically he is perfectly sound, there is still a sixty hour window of concern that things can make a turn for the worse. A safer margin would tack on another ten, I have stated that under medical supervision everything should be fine. I feel in this timeframe both you and Doctor McEntre should monitor him to make sure they stay healthy, I am not saying any of you have to be with him every second of the day. Just while he is performing his duties that is high in stress, and cause a problem with the symbiont. Because of the scale of Diplomacy involved I feel having an report from the Head Nurse it would carry more weight, if you would like to add something or have me change something please let me know."

Charlotte waited a beat to make sure that Dr. O'Fee was finished before responding.

Charlotte nodded in understanding. "Of course, Doctor. I'll fill out a report right away. I'm also happy to coordinate with security and make sure that they know we need a medical professional around generally for the next sixty to seventy hours or so. And I have no problems volunteering myself for that duty."

Charlotte paused a moment before adding. "As far as Dr. Tyrus-McEntyre, I do not doubt his qualifications, or his professionalism at all. But, I am wondering if a conflict might be developing that would preclude Kestir from being Dr. Tyrus-McEntyre's patient. And maybe simple observation isn't technically a Doctor-Patient relationship, so it might be a non-issue. I just thought it worth bringing up that before I came back to your office that Mediator Kestir did ask the Doctor out on a date."

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[Evie O’Fee]

Evie couldn't hide the look of delight on her face upon hearing the news. A first date would give them both the chance to truly get to know each other. It allowed time—for connection, for clarity—and a graceful way to decide if there was something more worth pursuing. More importantly, it preserved their self-respect.

Sure, things could still go south—just like any other relationship—but those were the same risks anyone would take in a heartbeat. "What matters most," Evie said softly, "is that they're going on a date, not just acting on impulse. I hope it goes well. Everyone deserves a shot at happiness." The mission wouldn't be a long one, but it would be enough time for two people to enjoy each other's company. That alone felt like a win.

"We’re both trying to look out for his best interests," she continued. "At least, that's how it felt out there. But I’m not sure that’s how my actions were received by those I was trying to protect."
If she'd chosen to stay and fight, the message would’ve been lost entirely—twisted, even. Worse, it might've reinforced a stance she never meant to take.

"As for the attending physician status—yes, I’m listed. But there’s no conflict in being both doctor and caregiver in this case." She paused. "Ironically, the real conflict would be if I weren’t his attending physician. As Chief Medical Officer, he'd see me as an authoritarian figure. That alone would keep his guard up, trigger stress responses, and potentially cause medical complications. And that... that would violate the Hippocratic Oath. That’s what I want to avoid."

She glanced over, tone shifting slightly. "Ordinarily, a supervising physician wouldn't need a third party. But in this case, having you accompany him will resolve any ethical grey areas. As Head Nurse, you carry the medical authority over Kestir’s supervision. That alone clears the path."

Her voice stayed soft. "My priorities for this department are simple: protect the integrity of the work, and ensure my staff are respected. You can’t have one without the other."

Evie stood, brushing imaginary lint from her uniform. "I’ve got a report to deliver to the Commander—it’s due, and I believe it’s best delivered in person." She offered a small, meaningful smile. "Unless there’s anything else, I’m needed on the Bridge."

She paused just before stepping out. "As for the date—let’s give them space. And maybe a bottle of good wine to make the night a little more special." With that, Evie waited a beat, then exited toward the Bridge.

>>>> Bridge>>>>

[Charlotte Dawes]

Charlotte listened carefully, relieved that her own words on the Sickbay floor hadn't seemed to offend the Chief Medical Officer. It had certainly not been her intention. And, she was surprised to see the doctor encouraging - no even excited to hear about the possibility of Kestir and Emery spending more time together. As far as her orders went, they were simple enough to understand, the report would be done quickly - the rest of it though, and how easy it would be to "supervise" Kestir... well, she would do her best.

Charlotte simply nodded, realizing that Dr. O'Fee had pressing matters to get to. "I understand, Doctor. I'll get you a report within the next hour, and I'll make sure we're keeping an eye on things. As long as we keep it fun, I don't think he'll object too much."

Charlotte stood up and followed Evie out of her office as she left.

[Gath]

While keeping a professionally discreet distance from Kestir, Gath moved next to Ens Dawes and asked in a hushed tone, "If it is sex Kestir is after, why not make use of an entertainment program designed for the purpose? If that is insufficient, then it is not actually sex he is after."

Gath's expression was one of concern, but what he wasn't saying was that he had learned to profile certain behaviors and the current display of behavior had potentially worrisome elements that he felt a need to keep an eye on. He was concerned for the safety of the crew.

== Tag Dawes ==