<div class="floatleft">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Pretty_Women_In_The_Workplace_zpsf1ec314f.jpeg)</div><strong>Day 2 - 0909 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/>Nuress faced down Duskfire, her eyes blazing and her smile turning into a sharp growl.  Her nose started to wrinkle up as her eyes narrowed.  In an extremely dangerous toned voice, Nuress told him, "Now look here, Mr. Dusksmoke, I think you do not realize the situation here.  The plasma plague does not care about niceties and you're all to follow my instructions, per StarFleet.  If you do not like it, file your complaint with them."<br/><br/>Then turning to Doctor Nadami, her furor started to show even more, "You will do no such thing.  You're in the way.  It is *MY* decision who works with me and who does not."<br/>