 September 8, 2012 - 5:51pm | T-Minus 7 Days until Launch Commander Forrest is in his office next to the sickbay proper, frosted safety glass keeps the two rooms apart. Looking at data on a screen he is scrolling through the numbers. "Ensign, looks like it could be food poisoning BUT....you never can be sure." His voice raised to be heard, standing and moving into the sick bay proper a Xin is laying down on the bed his eyes looking slightly desperate. "Sir..." "Now Ensign, you are not my first Xin patient and I am pretty sure that your desire to try the tripe stew was only natural...most of the human crew seems to have avoided eating it according to the logs." The Ensign who according to the records is older than the commander by half again, still looks very young. "I'm gonna run one more blood sample and then make a determination...unless you have some kind of parasitic flu or Tauran Measles you will stay onboard and make this jump." Smiling and coming over and putting a hand on the young mans shoulder, the ensign seems to shrink back just a bit. "I know you are not big on the contact but in my line of work I need my patients to know that I am there for them so now relax while I just take one more sample I promise." "Let me tell you about this place on Earth called Chapel Hill, you would not believe how pretty it is in the spring time...." |
