<div class="floatleft">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Pretty_Women_In_The_Workplace_zpsf1ec314f.jpeg)</div><strong>Day 2 - 0907 Hours</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Doctor Susan Nuress</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>En route to sickbay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Nadami, Duskfire, Wade</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Moving toward Sickbay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Nadami, Duskfire, Wade</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>When Doctor Nadami mentioned using a planet-side operations center, Doctor Nuress' assistants instinctively moved to the sides of the corridor to avoid the imminent onslaught.  Doctor Nuress turned on her heel and faced Nadami with a very dangerously pleasant smile.  In a soft, cool voice that rang with warning to anyone that dare interfere with the oncoming "conversation," she told Nadami, "First, Doctor Nadi, this is not an organism.  It is a virus.  If you had read up on my notes, you would know that.  Second, we will be using a planet-side operations center but not until we reach Obi VI.  We have been doing our research and testing via communications until we could get there.  Now, should you have any further concerns, Doctor Nadi, please send them to Miss Rose.  If I have any need for you, I'll be sure to let someone know."<br/><br/>Concluding her statement, she continued her smile defiantly, as if challenging Nadami to defy her so she could exert her authority and tell him more directly to take a long walk off a short pier.