07-12-2025, 08:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-12-2025, 08:31 PM by 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>>>>
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>>>>