Non Medical Checkups

Posted on Sun Jan 26th, 2020 @ 1:34pm by Ashe Zachariah & Lieutenant Commander Calvin Morgan

Mission: Dead Moon
Location: Sickbay

Ashe walked into Sickbay and glanced around momentarily until her gaze settled on Calvin. Waving away the nurse who tried to address her, Ashe assured the other woman that she was fine before walking into Calvin's office, setting a plate in front of him before perching herself on the edge of his desk. "I haven't seen you since the Christmas party," she said with a grin. "I thought I'd check and make sure you were still alive."

Calvin looked up from the computer, which was displaying a multitude of different information on radiation on people as well as the ship. He smiled at her before glancing down at the plate. "That was a night for sure, but it'll take more than that to kill me. What did you bring?"

"BLT, extra B, no L or T," Ashe replied with a grin. "And a brownie. New recipe Kaarg is trying out. So how bad did you feel the next morning? You were pretty had it when I walked you back to your quarters."

"Oh, and I bet it'll be just as delicious as that night," Calvin responded, pulling the plate closer to him. "Oh nothing I couldn't shake off. I slept for a few hours and then came here and slept for a few more. Got myself some fluids and I was in pretty good shape. Have to admit, it's been a while since I've been on that kind of bender." Calvin took a bite, chewing slowly to savor the taste. "I'm guessing you weren't hurting as bad as I was?"

"Oh believe me, I hurt plenty bad," Ashe replied with a laugh. "I just didn't have to get up early for work so I managed to sleep most of it off. When I finally got up I had a very strong black coffee, a hot greasy breakfast and a handful of pain relievers."

"Aren't you lucky?" Calvin said rhetorically, taking another bite of the sandwich. "Definitely as good as I remember." He leaned back in his chair after taking another bite and setting the sandwich on the plate. "That's definitely going to be a night I'm not going to repeat for a little while."

"Well, clearly you needed it. Everyone needed it. There were a lot of very happy people that night and a lot of very sore heads the next morning I imagine. And yes, it's probably a good thing you avoid repeat performances. You got quite chatty, the next rainbow haired bartender you try to chat up might not be as chivalrous as *I* am," she teased with a grin.

"Who says a less chivalrous rainbow haired bartender is bad?" Calvin teased back with a wink, finishing his sandwich. "Yes, the crew needed to decompress, that's for sure. Stress relief goes a long way to the physical health of the crew. A happy mind is a happy body. Though the fact we are going off to some radiation infested sector with Romulans and unknowns wasn't exactly what the doctor ordered."

"Romulans? Really?" Ashe's interest was piqued. "I had heard whispers about heading into some weird space sector. "Radiation? Should we be concerned?"

Calvin shook his head. "Lots of rumors as far as the Romulans. Who knows. As far as the radiation? No. The crew should be safe. There will be inoculations and safety measures taken." Calvin took a breath. "As far as the sector we are going to, a lot of it is a mystery to me as well. I keep my department humming, and the rest will work itself out."

"Well, for our sakes, I hope you're right," Ashe said with a shake of her head. "And if not... well, hell... we'll throw an epic party and go out in style!" she exclaimed with a grin.

Calvin smiled, "It'll be what it'll be, the most we can do is prepare and then accept what life throws at us." He took a bite of the brownie, albeit a small one. He chewed for a moment to savor the taste. "You can tell the Klingon he makes a fantastic brownie."

"I'll tell him, I'm sure he'll appreciate the compliment," Ashe said with an easy smile. "Well, I suppose I should leave you be then, I'm sure you have plenty of more important things to do than sit around talking to someone as unimportant as me. Gonna come down to the lounge later?"

"Unimportant is a word I would never associate with you," Calvin retorted with a smile. "We'll see how work goes, but if you'll be there, there is always a chance."