<strong>Day 2 - 0917</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3f/Yul_brynner.jpg)</div>Character: Dr. "Tiger" (Ty) Nadami (Lt. Cmdr. Aono Tsayafa Nadami), CMO<br/>Location:  Conference Room<br/>With:    O'Connor and Duskfire<br/>Doing:  Being grilled<br/>Tagging: open<br/><br/><em>She does think she's going to run your ship,</em>he thinks as the Captain speaks, but he holds his tongue. He has no solid proof of this yet, and if he's right, the Captain will find out soon enough. Nor does he demur at the comment about her associates; they look to him like lickspittles, but he can't prove that either. The proof will be in the outcome... it's too bad that the people of Obi VI will pay for any mistake, but orders are orders. A hard lesson to learn, but Starfleet has taught it well.<br/><br/>Instead he gives a self-depracating smile at Duskfire's comments. "Any ideas I have," he assures: "Will be properly channeled to Nuress and her team. As to doing my duties... well, as long as Nuress can't interfere with my monitoring of Sickbay, that won't be an issue. But I don't want to fan any more flames. And I don't need to be there in person to do it." Shrugging, he adds: "As long as Mister Duskfire has permission to pipe all data from the Sickbay computers directly to my emergency Sickbay centre, I'll be happy to stay out of Dr. Nuress' sight as much as I can."<br/><br/><em>Although,</em>he thinks,<em>I may yet find some excuses to look in. There's something... fascinating about the woman.</em>