<strong>Day 1 - 09:45 Hours</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Ensign Sofie Doortje</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>F Deck - Gymnasium</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Ensign Maira Snowpaw &amp; Lt. Porter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Working Out or Working It?</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Snowpaw &amp; Porter &amp; Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Porter had the right idea.  Take action, anticipate need and be ready to put the plan into play.  But he didn't go too far, didn't overreact and cause a Medical team to scramble.  They would, and wouldn't think poorly about being cancelled, but too much of that could take the edge off a team and cause them to be just a little bit slow or sloppy in a real situation.  That was bad for efficiency and safety.<br/><br/>"Wait."  It wasn't yelled, but her voice carried clearly and without the possibility of confusion to Porter.  Even the word choice was chosen so there was no ambiguity.  It meant nothing more than for him to wait and acknowledged Sofie knew his part in the plan.  Moving behind the seated woman, Sofie's palm patted her firmly in the middle of the back.  It wouldn't force the water out, but the force of it and the comfort of it often helped.  It gave the person choking something to focus on instead of their errant swallow and calmed them down at the same time.  Sofie was careful not to hit too hard.  She didn't want to shove Maira off the bench and she was just a little thing.<br/><br/>Sofie watched Maira's reaction then nodded to herself.<br/><br/>"Cancel," she told Porter, looking over at him and not looking away until he acknowledged.  "She needs to rest for a bit, Lieutenant.  Overwork on that last exercise.  I've got her."  No thank you, no good job and why would she?  Porter had done his duty, Sofie had done hers, they'd worked as a team like they were expected to.<br/><br/>Putting a hand under each of Maira's arms, she helped the woman to her feet and turned her towards the dressing rooms.  "Sauna or hot tub, pick one and then we can talk in there."  Unseen by Snowpaw, Sofie frowned a bit.<br/><br/>She hated talking.  But Snowpaw needed to and it was just as important to mentally cool down and physically.  Sofie suspected that it was rare that Snowpaw and her spirits got the opportunity to play with others and get themselves properly expressed.