Lt jg Yeren Nolana

CMO, USS Dauntless

NOL0502

"Heading to the bridge"

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Navigating by peripheral vision Yeren walked from sickbay towards the turbolift while reading through the medical files on her PADD.

Issith's file was extensive, including a detailed rehab report. No wonder he was eager to have his physical. That would be an interesting appointment. Next, the captain. He, too, didn't appear to be a stranger to Medical Department, but his file indicated that Largent would be a customer of the ship's counselor rather than of the CMO.

Yeren noticed that among the senior officers were several crossbreeds. Which meant her job here could get very interesting. Sometimes the mixed genes caused more and unexpected complications during treatment of such a patient. She cross-checked with ship's stores to make sure any special medical equipment necessary for the species currently among the crew were available onboard. Yeren nodded to herself. Seemed alright so far. At least the senior officers would receive appropriate treatment in case of injury.

She thought about the staff she had met at sickbay, and it seemed they were all capable of doing a good job. If only she could get that Nelson to use a little bit less volume when speaking...

She stepped into the turbolift. "Bridge."

While the 'lift car sped upwards she exhaled once, twice. In her mind she went over possible ways to start the conversation with the captain – if he had time for her. She came, after all, rather unannounced. Still, at least it gave her an excuse to show up on the bridge and take a look around. Who knew how often she'd have a chance to do so during her tour here. There were COs who didn't like to see their medical staff too far away from sickbay.

Yeren focused her attention back on the data on her PADD while the 'lift carried her towards the top deck.

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<ooc: TAG to all of you getting ready for the next mission briefing>