Medical Check Up

[Maggie Lefebvre]

1002 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

Maggie sighed. There was a REASON that everyone hated Americans. She listened, rolling her eyes every so often, as Caiden droned on and on.

Well I wonder WHY they think that...You do realize you joined the military, right? It's not the girl scouts... Military in all countries, even in France have rules, just like the US Air Force and the US Military. If that is what you think then I am sure they would discharge you dishonorably instead of shipping you out to the Triangulum galaxy representing the French. Your attitude may be the reason why you think that. I wouldn't consider being out here a punishment, I am definitely booking you an appointment with Dr. Harrison, but yes you are free to go. Yeah,no, he had CLEARLY not read her file. She was a member of the French Navy simply to avoid legit jail time, and they could only discharge her once she'd repaid her debt to society or whatever nonsense the juvenile judge had said. If she'd not been accepted to the Officer's training program, her sentance would be long over, but that had added four more years to her duty requirements, so yeah. She wasn't going ANYWHERE for at least two more years. She sighed, though, and stood to follow Dr. West.

Great. Like Harrison is going to be any help; why do you think I came HERE?Yeah, Maggie disliked that man, as well. But then, who on this planet actually DID like to have their true selves revealed?! Maggie preferred to lie to herself, and it had been workign JUST fine until that moron psychologist suggest she "reset" her life. She should just really go find Ryan and force herself to settle down with boring but reliable. She could learn to like it...right?! Finally, Caiden had her scheduled for later that evening, and Maggie snatched the printout away, and with a deep, sad sigh, she turned around.

[color=magenta}Thank you, Doctor West. She stalked out, and down the hall, ignoring everyone else. She made her way to the Canteen-some shop therapy was BOUND to help, and being on base, the Canteen would have to suffice.

Tag:Dr. Caiden West, OPEN!

[John Callaghan]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2


John had to check in with medical again. How he loathed those times. He had seen enough of medical facilities for a lifetime after he was shot in Afghanistan and spent months in a hospital. And during his time on Meropis, he'd been shot twice as well. He wasn't off to a good start, it seemed.

His last brush with the Aliens left him with a painful scar on his shoulder. It wouldn't keep him from his work, but it was a major annoyance in bed. For some time he tried to ignore it, but come his mandatory weekly checkin he decided it was time to tell the doc. Not that he could do much, he figured.

Stepping into the familiar medbay, the Major walked straight to exam room 2, brushing past a blonde he'd seen around as she made her way out.

"Mornin' Doc." the Major said, not showing any emotions.

[Dr. Caiden West]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

Caiden was finished scheduling Maggies appointment with Doc Rogers when a Marine came in. No matter what uniform they wear even if they wear civilian clothes, you can always tell when someone is a Marine. Most are cocky some arrogant, its the way they're trained.

There have always been rivalries between the Army, Air Force, Marines and Navy, friendly competition. Many call the Air Force, Chair Force thinking we just sit on our asses all day, and although some do, eh Caiden doesn't. Surgeons don't like sitting down, they're control freaks, type a personalities, most Marines are also type A's.

Caiden looked at the Marine and looked him up on the computer to get a look at his medical records, looks like he was shot and served in Afghanistan. "Morning, Marine. How are you doing?" Caiden asked as he looked at him while sitting in the moving circular chair.

<Tag: John Callaghan>

[John Callaghan]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2


The Major sat down in a chair opposite to the doctor after the doc sat down. He knew that the man was an officer in the Air Force. A doctor was a doctor, though, no matter what branch they served in.

"I'm here for my weekly checkin, Doc. As you know, after my last mission I was shot in my shoulder with a laser weapon, and Doc Malone treated me before he left for home two days ago... Now, in the past few days I've been having some pain in my shoulder. It doesn't interfere with what I do, but it annoys the hell out of me when I'm trying to sleep. he said.

[Deleted]

1002 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2 


Síobhan leaned back in her chair trying to come up with a response. Some of stuff he spoke about really got her thinking. She had a lot of hate running through her blood herself, but the difference was she knew how to hide it. Síobhan all so knew she had to approach this matter of his hate with caution, she wanted him to trust her and know anything he said was between them.

" You need to relax, first of all and second thank you for taking off your weapons. You seemed to have a lot bottled up inside, now feel free to talk and don't worry nothing personal will leave this room." Síobhan stood up opening a small box taking out several small metal discs." Please take off your shirt, I just want to take some vitals and blood. " Síobhan stood up walking to the side of the desk and sitting on the corner of the desk. Throwing out a glimmer of a smile she spoke " Can I call you Tom, saying rank fifty times can become a pain in the ass. So before we talk genes, which I can help. Tell me why are you unwelcoming to British and Americans?"

<tag: Tom Chambers >

[Dr. Caiden West]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

Caiden listened to the Major and already ran through his chart and already knew about the laser weapon, Caiden is sure they hurt but projectile weapons may hurt more... "I'm here for my weekly checkin, Doc. As you know, after my last mission I was shot in my shoulder with a laser weapon, and Doc Malone treated me before he left for home two days ago... Now, in the past few days I've been having some pain in my shoulder. It doesn't interfere with what I do, but it annoys the hell out of me when I'm trying to sleep."

"Understood, Major. You wanna take off your shirt and let me look at it? How does the pain feel? Is it a prodding pain or more of a stabbing pain?" Caiden asked thinking of what could be causing pain and of course to see it and see if it is infected or a nicked nerve...

<Tag: John Callaghan>

[Tom Chambers]

1003
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmiry, Exam Room 2

She had watched him like a hawk it was what he hated the most, being constantly watched for failure or insights, he wasn't a complicated man and he often said what he thought when it wouldn't refelct poorly or hurt him, though he knew when to hold his tongue.

"You need to relax, first of all and second thank you for taking off your weapons. You seemed to have a lot bottled up inside, now feel free to talk and don't worry nothing personal will leave this room."
 He forcefully, smiled back at her. 

"I'm still not comfortable without them, and I have a feeling their are circumstances it could, but understand..." He kept his gaze level at her, She then stood up and almost instictively he tensed up, damn doctors, you always had to play by their rules, never anyone elses, if only he'd asked her to remove something as safe feeling as his weapons. Dr Keels then opened a small box and produced some small disks shaped objects. 

"Please take off your shirt, I just want to take some vitals and blood." His mind flicked somewhere else, somewhere fairly inapproiate, but he was a skipp, is was a cultural hazard. He sighed and stood up, he then took off his camoflague top layer before folding it neatly then palcing it on the floor next to his seat. Next he pulled his plain white-grey undershirt off over his head. he then looked at her. "I sure hope this is neccesary." He said standing there in the standard stiff soldier like stance.

"Can I call you Tom, saying rank fifty times can become a pain in the ass. So before we talk genes, which I can help. Tell me why are you unwelcoming to British and Americans?" He nodded. "I don't really mind, just never call me Tomas, it isn't my name at all." He then waited as she got herself ready to make him her science project. "I don't hate the British, not get along with many, is a more accurate description, and it's only becuase they are so patronizing, same as the Americans, along with their myriad of complexes and cultural hegemony." Not that the british were't not guilty of that either, he just wanted Australia to follow and make it's own path for once. "General Conway seems nice enough, Captain jones slash head snake not so much, he is almost blind to his men, ever had someone die in your arms or while your worked on them doc? seen peoples bodies blown apart by explosives, had to crawl up to those same explosives and hope, that they don't go off or you do something wrong? It made me careful of the those around me, career concious officers can shove their promotions up their own asses medals and all, bloody bastards." He might have gone on to mention the frequency of medal awarding but it probably wasn't good to rant as a woman who might soon have sharp objects inside your body. "Besides aren't you the wrong kind of doctor for that stuff? or are you multi talented?"

He looked but up at her from the floor his hand clenched and his arms tense. "any way, I'm going to call you Doc or Doctor, hope that is acceptable." Now he would suffer through her tests, then hopefully get his answers.

<TAG: Shauna Alice Keys>

[Deleted]

1003
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmiry, Exam Room 2

Síobhan let him talk away as she placed the pads over torso and arms on key nerves plus blood vessels. Straight away her pad came to life letting her know Tom was alive. As he spoke Síobhan took out a small rope and raping it tight around his upper right arm.

"I don't really mind, just never call me Tomas, it isn't my name at all. I don;t hate the British, not get along with many, is a more accurate description, and it's only becuase they are so patronizing, same as the Americans, along with their myriad of complexes and cultural hegemony. General Conway seems nice enough, Captain jones slash head snake not so much, he is almost blind to his men, ever had someone die in your arms or while your worked on them doc? seen peoples bodies blown apart by explosives, had to crawl up to those same explosives and hope, that they don't go off or you do something wrong? It made me careful of the those around me, career concious officers can shove their promotions up their own asses medals and all, blood bastards . Besides aren't you the wrong kind of doctor for that stuff? or are you multi talented?
any way, I'm going to call you Doc or Doctor, hope that is acceptable." 

Síobhan could hardly believe what he just said, Like a flood gate opening, memories flooded back. Everyone had there memories they wished they could lock away, Síobhan was no different, her secrets were under lock and key from the Department of Defence.

" What type of doctor are you looking for ? Well. We all have stories and what we need to focus on is the here and now." She paused as if she was was frozen for ten seconds, thinking what to do and doing her best to hold her anger at bay at his comments. With in a second she had her needle out and pierced the his blood vessel as she with drew blood. when she finished she placed a cotton bud over the punctured vessel and tap to keep it in place. Still in silence she took of the pads and placed them back in her box. She returned to her side of her desk and tapped away on her pad bring up appointment with Dr Harrison, than she tapped the security com, so they could hear what went on in secret if thing went wrong.

" As of now Lance Corporal I am taking you off active duty till I am fit that Dr Harrison thinks you are fit for duty. A appointment has been made for the morning at nine hundred hours, as of now you are refined to main area, Quarters and cafeteria. Your weapon will be given back to you if you get the clear." Her eyes gripped on to him ready for what ever may come." Is there anything else I can help you with Lance Corporal ?"

<TAG: Tom Chambers >

[Tom Chambers]

1004
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmiry, Exam Room 2

As he Talked the doctor went about her work, pads, beeps and clearly a very concerned look and silence, it took his combat engineer, lance corpal brain too long to realise what he had done, but quickly enough he had a needle in his arm, and the looks on both their faces changed as she spoke. 

"What type of doctor are you looking for ? Well. We all have stories and what we need to focus on is the here and now."
 She was right, but his empression had hardened into one of anger, betrayal and disgust, they were all the bloody same, say one thing do the other. He didn't asnwer just staring at her as she sealed off the small pin prick. And he'd used to be afraid of needles, but defusing bombs and being shot at put needles into perspective, just a little bit.

She then packed everything into her box and went to her desk tapping into her pad. Now he'd screwed the pooch, made a dogs breakfast of it all he had. But he had an idea what was happening and was likely to be greeted by an extra one or two guards, he was seething, but some room furniture was going to get it within the next few minutes along with whatever other stress releiving item hitting he could find. He ground his teeth as he stared at her. 

"As of now Lance Corporal I am taking you off active duty till I am fit that Dr Harrison thinks you are fit for duty. A appointment has been made for the morning at nine hundred hours, as of now you are refined to main area, Quarters and cafeteria. Your weapon will be given back to you if you get the clear." She held his gaze and stared back, but it was clear he was an angry man, she could probably hear him grinding his teeth. "Is there anything else I can help you with Lance Corporal?"
He looked at her before putting his under shirt back on, and shook his head slowly, he had to very careful not to spook her or security was going to come down on him like leadership spill motion on bad polling politician. 

There were many things he would like to have said, but even he knew better, he was never going to repeat that little display, exept maybe to Doctor Harrison. "Nothing more, today, Doctor." He picked up the camoflague jacket and looked at the pink box containing some of his most prized leases from the Australian Government. He was going to do what he could to avoid her and every other medical staff memeber from now on at basically all costs. "May I leave." He asked, incredibly flatly.

<TAG:Shauna Alice Keys, End Tom if approriate>

(He's not a happy chappy right now)

[John Callaghan]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

As asked, the Major took the jacket of his cammies of, and then proceded to take off the tan shirt. Scars were visible all over his body. A bullet wound in his shoulder. Another on his chest. More scars on his other shoulder. Another thing visible were that tattoos on his arms. The Grim Reaper playing guitar with his scythe on his right arm, and the eagle, globe and anchor of the Corps on his other arm.

"Well, Doc, I don't really know. It comes and goes, and it's really more of an annoyance rather than something that hurts. I figure it's just from my little run-in with the Taliban in Afghanistan...

[Deleted]

1005
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 1

With Tom gone Síobhan leaned back in her chair as she sent a message for Toms weapons to be collected and taking to the armoury. Replaying the whole event thought her head, she held no regrets in the course of action she took and hoped Dr Harrison had better luck than her in what ever action he took. In her view he was to unstable. As she placed her had on her bottle of water her temper finally took hold sending her water hurtling across the room at the door to a thump.
She sat there staring at her pink box, once again it done it's job and exposed hidden rage in her view.
A knock came to the door before a Private in the US army stepped in with his own metal box ignoring the bottle water in front of him all together, with out a word she pointed to her pink box and off he went removing Toms weapons. With each weapon he transferred to his own box he took a picture on his pad with the name of the weapon imputed on his pad and who was the owner. The private was finished in a minute and than passed the pad to Síobhan for a signature. As soon as he got the signature he saluted and made way out the door leaving an empty pink box with out even a word to Síobhan. She continued to look at the door before finally breaking her own silence.

" Let's get on with the day," With a clap of her hands her tension disappeared and she was a new woman. Standing up she approached the door picking up her water and opened the door for the next patient. She returned to her desk pulling up medical file as she waited for her next appointment.

<tag Fiona Maccafferty >

[Aear Charter]

1006
Exam Room 1
Meropis

Aear scanned the room as he entered, great another room with no escape route but the one you came in. What was with this city? He scanned Doctor Kells next, she seemed a little, well she wasn't on edge but something told Aear she might have been. Her body language was normal and she hid well but something about her mana just said anxiety. Which was also great, like he wanted to be here in the first place.

So... I'm supposed to come here because... Aear trhought back to the 'email' the General had sent him. Conway wants to 'make sure my magic doesn't have any side effects on anyone.' Aear took the seat, stood up again and sat down a little awkwardly due to his tail. No idea how you're supposed to do that when I can't use magic right now.

Tag: Shauna Alice Keys

[Dr. Caiden West]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

Caiden watched as the Major took his shirt off, and saw the clear scars. Caiden wasn't all that surprised and saw worse, however he is a Marine, they carry scars like a badge of honor... Grim Reaper tattoo... Okay...

"Understood Major. The scars look relatively old, the impact of being shot definitely could've flamed up the tissue underneath... How would you like to proceed? I would like for you to have a CT scan just to ensure there is no internal bleeding or any kind of injuries I can't see underneath... I can do that, as option 1. Option 2 is give it a few more days maybe a week and you can see if the pain goes away or option 3 I can always give you some sleeping medication to help you sleep. I'll leave the choice up to you, but I think you should be fine in a few days." Caiden said trying to narrow down exactly what could be causing the pain, could be scar tissue or could be nerve damage, well the list could go on and on with several different candidates, but none of which are serious.

<Tag: John Callaghan As for Aear Charter I can always see you next...>

[John Callaghan]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2


"I'm good with whatever you think best, Doc." John said as he first pulled the tan coloured shirt back over his head. Then he proceeded to put on the woodland jacket of his cammies.

After the Doc answered, John said "If that was all, Doc..." Then he stepped out of the room, and went back to his quarters to do some stuff.

[Dr. Caiden West]

1003 Hours
Meropis City-Ship
Infirmary, Exam Room 2

"Very well, Major. If anything changes, I'm here if you need me." Caiden said as John leaves the exam room and Caiden fills in some information on John's medical record. While doing that he waits for the next person to come in.

<Tag: Aear Charter>