Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay
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				Title: <strong>Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ember Star</strong> on <strong>12-12-2013, 21:37:02</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 00:17:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Imira_Loni.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Imira Loni (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Imira_Loni) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Minor Injuries Unit, then proceeding to her office<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Erica Calhoun, Open<br><br><hr><br>Imira was still not quite used to it. She was actually the senior medical officer on a Galaxy Class star ship. She had two interns and half a dozen nurses under her command, and she was probably the most junior officer ever to hold the post in Star fleet history! Of course, the fact that Loni had held the rank of Captain in one of his past lives didn't signify. Not to Imira, and not to Star Fleet. Imira knew that it was her own hard work and diligence in obtaining seven doctorates in the medical knowledge of the most common species in the Federation (and her own) that had gained her this post. She grinned as she looked around the shiny new sick-bay, filled with all the top-of-the-range state-of-the-art medical gear, then turned her attention back to the grizzled looking petty officer sitting on the diagnostic bed.<br><br>"Nasty", she muttered, looking at his left hand. The skin was a livid red colour from the tip of his index finger to the tip of his thumb, all the way up to his wrist and extending most of the way across the back of his hand. "But nothing we cant sort out". She glanced up at Nurse Tikan, standing nearby. The young Andoran clearly shared her view, or was being a yes-man, because he was nodding. "Nurse, Hand me a DRU?" She held out a hand and the blue skinned male looked startled and turned, to scrabble amongst the various equipment on one of the shelves. He picked something up and the Trill sighed. "No, a Dermal Regenerator Unit. There..." she pointed.<br><br>"Sorry, Lieutenant", the nurse shrugged and put down what he had picked up, then retrieved the correct item.<br><br>"You'll get there, Tikan", Imira smiled at the young Andoran and set the DRU to Second Degree Burn, then passed it slowly over the injured area. "There you go, Petty officer Falcon, good as new. And in future, either get your coffee cooler or carry it on a tray, hmm?"<br><br>"Aye aye Doctor". The PO grinned and flexed his restored hand, "Thanks, and I'll try".<br><br>He hopped off the bed and trotted off towards the turbo lift. Imira yawned and checked the time. "Thanks for staying, Tikan, you can go off duty now". She grinned to take the sting out of her next words, "And I would like you please to spend some time reviewing the ship's medical equipment, okay?"<br><br>The Andoran blushed, which, Imira thought made him look a really nice royal blue colour, and nodded. "Yes, Doctor, thank you Doctor... good night Doctor". He, too headed for the turbo lift, and Imira stretched herself and headed for her office.<br><br>Once seated behind her desk she tapped a lighted pad there. "Computer, record Medical log entry"<br><br>"<tt class="bbc_tt">Medical log entry, recording:</tt>" The computer's soft contralto voice replied.<br><br>"Chief Medical Officer's Log, Star date four one oh five six point two oh two two. Lieutenant Imira Loni, Chief Medical Officer, recording. Another quiet day in sick bay. Three minor abrasions and a scalded hand." She debated whether to mention Tikan's mistake and decided to let it pass. The boy was young and on his first posting for Star Fleet medical. He didn't need that on his record. Not this time. If it happened again, maybe.<br><br>"All conditions successfully treated. Recording end".<br><br>"<tt class="bbc_tt">Recording ended.Saved as Medical Log Entry number one oh two.</tt>"<br><br>It was quiet, and the off-watch was starting, signified by a soft chime. Most of the medical staff had gone off duty hours ago. Imira was taking the evening shift herself, because she still had a whole load of medical journals and the like to review and this was the best time to do them. She was settling back to read the latest edition of The Lancet from the computer's memory banks when she heard the turbo lift doors open. "Hello?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 01:04:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/EricaCalhoun.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Liutenant Erica Calhoun (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Erica_Calhoun) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Sickbay<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Imira Loni, Open<br><br><br><hr> <br>Erica had been busy most of the day, a number of minor systems had gone down. She had burned her arm and had to change into a spare uniform, she knew she wouldn't be crawling through the Jefferies tubes again so opted for the dress. She remembered she had promised stop by sickbay for a check up. She hadn't seen much of the ship chief medical officer, just during briefings but she seemed nice enough. She hadn't been able&nbsp; to socialise much having to get to grips with this enormous ship.<br><br>The burn on her arm was itching a bit, maybe it was just as well she was heading to sickbay. She walked through sickbay shivering as she was reminded&nbsp; of the Cardasian interrogation chamber and worse the things they did to her there. She saw Imira and gave a warm smile (as much of one as she could manage.) "Hello...seems I'm long overdue for a check-up" She rubbed her arm where she had burned it self consciously knowing she'd likely get a lecture for leaving it this long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 20:53:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Imira_Loni.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Imira Loni (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Imira_Loni) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Her office, then Diagnostic Unit.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Erica Calhoun, Open<br><br><hr><br>The Trill smiled at the Xenexian and nodded. "Well, first of all let me take a look at that arm?" Imira didn't miss much, and what she did, Loni was right there to catch for her. She had only been joined a few years and was till getting used to the feeling of having the symbiont's thoughts and personality combined with her own. She'd seen Erica in ten-forward a couple of times but hadn't actually spoken to the woman. She'd seen her at the briefings too, but that was not really chance to be sociable.<br><br>"Hmmm". She frowned at the burn. "Second time I've had to use a DRU in an hour. Come with me please, E'kr'aa. Um, is it okay if I use your given name? You may call me Imira, if you wish?" That was Loni, taking control of her vocal chords and tongue, to enable her to pronounce the Xenexian's name correctly. She led the other woman into the diagnostic unit. "Please sit on the bed? Thank you" The Medic picked up the same Dermal Regenerator as before, and placed it nearby, before picking up a medical tricorder. She paused and turned the thing over. "Huh! You know, they've spared no expense on this ship, latest everything. I'd never even seen one of these before i came aboard", she grinned. "Oh it's okay, it's he same as the previous model, it just has a couple more features and a lot more power."<br><br>She passed the tricorder over the burn and checked the readings. "Hmm. First degree, and it's beginning to heal up already. Exactly how and when did you do this, Lieutenant?" Suddenly they were not on first name terms any more, although the twinkle in Imira's eye and the playful twitch at the corner's of her mouth belied the fact that she was apparently pulling rank. She listened carefully as she passed the dermal regenerator over the affected area.<br><br>"I see. Well, E'kr'aa, if you ever do anything like that again, I shall probably report you, but this time I'll let it go." She smiled and put the DRU away, then turned back to her patient. "Okay, please lie back on the bed. Was there anything in particular or are you just overdue for a general health check?" She gazed levelly into the startlingly violet eyes and felt her own pulse quicken slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 02:56:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/EricaCalhoun.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liutenant Erica Calhoun (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Erica_Calhoun)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Sickbay<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Imira Loni, Open<br><br><hr><br>Erica obediently rolled up her sleeve revealing the small burn, despite being the same rank Inira still had authority over her and it was better not to argue with a doctor. She knew a little about joined Trills and admittedly was fascinated by the idea of it. She also wondered if&nbsp; the spots went all the way down, but she was on duty and thought it best to think professionally.<br><br>She smiled at her name being used feeling a pang of homesickness for the first time since&nbsp; she left her world."I don't mind at all, just wanted to make it easier and you happen to be the first to get it right." She followed Imira to the diagnostic unit and sat down on the bio-bed. She smiled at the comment abut the tricorder "Took me a few minutes to recognize half of the tools in my kit, latest model everything." <br><br>Erica smiled nervously as Imiri scanned her arm and then came a the question. "A power relay blew...it happened a few hours ago didn't hurt all that much so I kept working." She saw Imira give her a slight playful look. " I'm pretty good at dealing with pain, but then you probably saw my file." When she got back from the Cardasian prison she had been barely alive, a female Cardasian officer had taken a perverse pleasure in her interrogation. <br><br>She lay back on the bed "Doctor Keller said I should get a checkup every couple of months." It was actually once a month but she hoped that wasn't on file. She felt her heart race a little as Imira gazed into her eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>19-12-2013, 00:42:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Imira_Loni.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Imira Loni (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Imira_Loni) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Diagnostic Unit.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Erica Calhoun<br><br><hr><br>Imira shrugged. "Actually, that's Loni. He insists on making me pronounce people's names correctly". She patted her belly just above her naval and smiled warmly. "It's odd", she answered the unspoken question. "Having another living creature within me like this. but at the same time, it's really quite amazing." She smiled and activated the diagnostic systems on the bed, noting that they automatically adjusted to the correct species. "For example, I have read you file, and while an unjoined Trill may or may not remember that important little detail, I happen to know for a fact that you are supposed to report in for a check up every month". <br><br>She put on her stern doctor's face but couldn't hold it, and laughed, a soft, melodic laugh. "However, as your current doctor, it is my job to ensure that you report for your check-ups. Unfortunately, I've been so busy since we left Star Base that I've had no chance to do anything about regular check ups. So how about we both overlook this minor laps and start from here?"<br><br>Imira turned her trained and experienced eye to the readouts. "Blood pressure is a bit high, pulse is a bit fast. Hmm, and you're body temperature is up, too. Brain wave pattern is normal, but indicating ... Oh!" The Trill blushed a cute pink colour that clashed horribly wih her spots. "Why E'kr'aa... Are you interested in me?" She looked at the other woman and then turned away, turning her back and fussing with the instrument tray nearby. "Well... um... Your bones are still pretty weak, so you should probably avoid hand to hand combat." She turned back, "Are you taking your calcium supplements? And following the exercise program Dr Keller prescribed? and... and... Yes, I like you too. I saw you one time in Ten Forward and... I waned to say hello, but you were talking to someone else and... Damn it, I'm babbling. I'll shut up!"<br><br>Imira blushed again and looked down at her hands, wishing she could, at that moment, contact the transporter room and have them beam her off the ship...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>26-12-2013, 02:21:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/EricaCalhoun.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Liutenant Erica Calhoun (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Erica_Calhoun) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Sickbay<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Imira Loni, Open<br><br><br><hr><br>Erica hadn't met a joined Tril before, which wasnt surprising givien there aren't many. Her roomate at the academy was a Trill and had told her a lot, some of which was fairly suspect. She was relieved that Imira didn't lecture her about the checkups. "I'm also supposed to see the councilor once a month" She gave the doctor a slight devilish grin, one she had become famous for on the Pegasus.<br><br>The scan was a fairly intensive one and it tickled a little causing Erica to fidget a little on the biobed. "I'm we can keep this just between us." Erica was starting to have some thoughts on a more thourough checkup that she would like the good doctor to provide. She listened to the Imira read out her vitals and blushed a little when she realised that her body had betrayed her.<br><br>Erica smiled shyly "Actually I am interested in you...very much so" She noticed Imira blush too and fought back the urge to giggle.<br>She just nodded when Imira asked about her medication, she didn't want to say anything in case she made a fool of herself. When Imira started babble Erica gave her a sly grin for just a second. "You are so adorable" Erica sat up on the biobed figuring the checkup was over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>26-12-2013, 14:10:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Imira_Loni.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Imira Loni (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Imira_Loni) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Diagnostic Unit, then moving to her ready room.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Erica Calhoun<br><br><hr><br>The trill smiled softly. "I... the thing is... it's my... um... I've never... Loni... always chose male hosts in the past. He chose a female this time because he wanted to try something new, but.... Well, he still likes women, obviously... Me, Imira, i... well, I know what sex is like, because of loni's experiences, but..." <br><br>Imira shook her head,and sat on the biobed next to Erica. She was trying hard not to blush. "I spent my entire life so far trying to be the best at what I did, so that a symbiont would choose me. I have so many doctorates I have lost count, and this was all so I could become the host to Loni. But I have spent so much time studying medicine that I ... well, I missed out on some of the more practical aspects of studying Trill reproduction..."<br><br>She sighed, and looked deep into Erica's eyes. "So... Be gentle with me?" She giggled softly, and slid off the biobed. "My bed in the ready room would be more comfortable?" She blushed and added, looking around "And probably a bit more private..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>01-01-2014, 22:16:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/EricaCalhoun.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liutenant Erica Calhoun (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Erica_Calhoun)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Diagnostic Unit, then moving to ready room.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Imira Loni, Open<br><br><hr><br>Erica was a little surprised at how quickly things were progressing with Imira. She was used to dealing with humans and usually had go for dinner or drinks first. Maybe joined Trill's were more liberated when it came to sex. Erica followed the beautiful doctor wondering to hersef if the spots went all the way down. <br><br>She smiled at Imira "don't worry I'll be gentle, I mean you told me to avoid hand to hand." Erica noted that they were both pretty close to the same height, she looked into the beatiful doctors eyes and leaned in for a kiss. She was still a bit unsure of herself as she hadn't been with someone since after she'd been held captive.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 23:13:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Imira_Loni.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lieutenant Imira Loni (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Imira_Loni) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Her ready room.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Erica Calhoun<br><br><hr><br>Loni had kissed before. He had kissed plenty of women. But Imira had never kissed anyone except her family, and she had never been kissed quite like that. The touch of her lips against the Xenexian's sent a thrill down her spine. and made the symbiont in her belly wriggle slightly in a way that was actually rather nice. Without realising she was doing so, she began kissing back, her arms went around the other woman. Her mouth opened, allowing the op's officer's tongue access if Erica so desired. <br><br>Loni was clearly enjoying the feelings as much as she was, and Imira felt him feeding his own enjoyment back into her. She gasped and pulled away. "Wow! That was amazing!" She grinned at the other woman and ran a hand through Erica's hair. She giggled suddenly. "I know what you want to know. Do they go all the way down? I've been asked that question a lot, in past lives." She chuckled and reached behind her neck to undo the blue tunic she wore. "Help me get this off and I'll show you!" The last was said with an alluring smile she didn't even know she could make.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GypsyBook</strong> on <strong>11-01-2014, 02:31:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Enan.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Ensign Enan Spett (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Enan_Spett) <br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Previously Holodeck now Sickbay heading to his private quarters afterward.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> early afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Libby McAdams<br><hr><br>(Post made with permission of RedEve.) <br><br>Enan and Libby walk into the Sickbay to find it seemingly unoccupied. It was late and the nurses seem to have been let go for the night. Libby asks the computer is the doctor or nurse on duty was with a patient. The computer replies that Lieutenant Imira Loni is in but is seeing to a patient in her ready room.<strong> "Should we wait or come back tomorrow?"</strong> Libby asks. <br>"Let me check something." Enan looks around and checks several medical instruments. "If I could just find the-Got it! Over here." <br><br>When Libby comes over she finds Enan looking the part of a nurse holding a tricorder and a Dermal Regenerator Unit. "Please have a seat." He motions to the med bed casually. Libby sits down and motions to the instruments. <strong>"You seem to know what you are doing, hot stuff." </strong> Enan plays mock offense. "Of course I do! Now you hold it like this right?" He opens and hold the tricorder upside down looking very pleased with himself. Libby takes the tricorder and turns it around handing it back to him. <strong>"You're lucky I know you used to be medical."</strong> Enan smirks and takes recordings of Libby's vitals and each of her injuries. Taking the DRU he runs the sleeve up along his patient's arm revealing the nasty bruise forming there already. Activating the DRU he runs it up and down the affected area several times repairing the damage to her dermal layers. In no time her arm is good as new. Checking it and taking a scan he motions for Libby to turn around. "Next bruise." <br><br>Libby gives him a skeptical look. <strong>"You just want to see my ass." </strong> Enan smirks again. "For puuurely medical reasons I assure you." <strong>"Mmhmm."</strong> Libby turns around and reveals a well toned and athletic rear. Enan take the chance to admire it while taking readings with the tricorder and to admire it once more as he lets the DRU do its magic on her dermal layers. Once done he steps away suddenly putting the instruments back where he found them. "Good to go, Ensign. You should be as good as new." &nbsp;<br><br>When she stands up she finds Enan several steps away seemingly organizing the instruments. <strong>"That it?"</strong> Libby asks. Enan starts turning around. "Sorry. Someone left the instruments dirty. Haha. Old Habits." He steps back in toward her. Libby didn't know it but he had been "organizing" because the sight of her shapely ass had given him a hard on and he was trying to calm it down. He had stepped in, maybe a little to close, hoping she would look at his face and not his pants. "You shouldn't be bothered by any bruises. One second. Computer. Make a note for the Doctor. Ensigns Enan Spett and Libby McAdams came in to be seen. Ensign McAdams had dermal bruising on her arm and...rear. Ensign Spett took readings of her injuries and vitals and used the DRU to repair dermal damage. Computer, please attached Ensign McAdams' tricorder readings to this message for the Doctor. Don't send her the message until she is done seeing her current patient." The computer replied affirmative. "I don't know about you Libby, but I need a shower. Want to meet in Ten Forward later?" Libby seems to think for a moment deciding something. <strong>"Maybe. If I do you owe me a drink."</strong> Enan laughs. "In your dreams." &nbsp;Enan and Libby then leave the sickbay never seeing anyone and hopefully not disturbing the Lieutenant's private meeting with her "patient." <br><br>In the hallways McAdams and Spett joke and talk about their days and their fight until they go their separate ways to shower. In his quarters Enan changes out of his sparing uniform and showers thoughts of the Ensigns shapely ass still dancing through his head. Without meaning to he found himself fantasizing about what the rest of her body looked like, about running his hands along those shapely butt cheeks and up her body. He was soon masturbating in his shower to thoughts of McAdams. He imagined them making love in that shower. His lips on her neck and her breasts gripped firmly in his hands. Pressing her against the shower wall he would take her there ramming his cock into her womanhood made wet with desire for him. He would fuck her there for however long it took until he heard her cry our his name again and again while she edged closer and closer to an orgasm and in his fantasy when she did cum she would beg him to cum inside her filling her with his thick seed. Enan masturbated fiercely to these images until finally his cum shoot out splashing against the wall of the shower. Pleased, but not truly satisfied Enan finishes cleaning up and then dresses for bed. He would not go to Ten Forward tonight, but decided he would treat himself to something new tomorrow morning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 02:33:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/EricaCalhoun.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liutenant Erica Calhoun (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Erica_Calhoun)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>Ready room.<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> Late evening.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Imira Loni<br><br><hr><br>Erica was pleased that Imira accepted the kiss, she was however unused to being the dominant party in these situations. Her first time with a woman had been during her first year at the academy, a senior who happened to be an Orion.&nbsp; She kissed Imira gingerly at first but her confidence grew as she kissed Imira. <br><br>Erica entered Imira's mouth with her tongue the passion and need evident from the kiss. She broke the kiss panting for breath her eyes filled with lust and need. She needed no further prompt and assisted the trill in the removal of her clothing now wondering another thing about the spots. She mused whether the spots were more sensitive and started kissing Imira's neck switching between the spots and the pale skin. She managed to slip out of her own uniform as well letting the red minidress wall to the ground leaving her in just her grey starfleet issue underwear. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>05-02-2014, 20:15:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Arriving by Turbolift<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><br>While Ares had agreed with the Captain that a visit to Sickbay was in order, he would have been disingenuous in stating he agreed fully with her intent. He had no intention himself of spending several hours under the prodding of a doctor, not when amongst his own credentials he held a medical degree. Starfleet did not consider it a degree in good standing, mind you. Something about it being issued by the Orion Free Traders. He was versed enough in physiology and medicine despite the spurious nature of the degree, and conversant in what Starfleet looks for, that he could leave enough data for a doctor to infer what they need from the scans he was actually there to conduct.<br><br>Though the line was often nebulous, and the CMO, rather than himself, held more power in that she could strip the Captain of command, he outranked and was technically the head of the department when it came to Medical. He was glad to let Lieutenant Loni hold unimpeded domain in Sickbay and with the health of the crew, so long as paperwork was filed, but being section head he would exercise certain privilege. In this case, access to scanning equipment. Until such time as the Captain deemed it appropriate to review and approve his modified lab, the Sickbay had the best diagnostic suite on ship for certain kinds of scans. Scans like mapping a persons neuro-cortex, for example. The neuro-cortex in question being his own. Well, neuro-cortex and nervous system. He could not be sure the extent of what he was mapping until it began.<br><br>Ares arrived on deck by turbolift directly from the bridge, and made the short walk to Sickbay without much in the way on interaction. His predilection for wearing civilian garb during working hours still drew a few stares, but he paid them no mind. Starfleet uniforms never did seem to fit quite right, and in his capacity during the war they had been eschewed for safety reasons. He simply was not in the habit of wearing one.<br><br>He made no fanfare of his arrival to Sickbay, nor any inquiry as to where anyone was. He simply inquired as to the status of a nurse, and finding her free he asked if the imaging bay was in use. When he found it to be open, he asked her to prepare it for him. While the nurse went about the tasking, he entered the bay and arranged several monitors so that he had them in his line of sight while being scanned. He moved a control interface within reach, and then began to strip. While the scanners would be able to image regardless of his dressed state, he found their resolution tended to suffer when a subject was clothed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek: Beyond ~ Sickbay </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xerial</strong> on <strong>08-02-2014, 04:48:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Ares_Walker.png) </div> <strong>Name:</strong> Ares Walker (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ares_Walker) <strong><br>Location: </strong>Medical Diagnostic Bay<br><strong>Time: </strong>Mid Morning<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><br>When the nurse stepped in to tell him the bay was ready, she quickly averted her eyes at his state and muttered the news before leaving. While Ares noticed, and on one level filed away the information in the part of his mind that stored amusingly endearing facts about people, he simply took the word that he was good to proceed. With a few adjustments for the placement of the controls, and a mental note to re-open his project files on holographic system controls, he queued up a total body diagnostic scan and lowered his hands down to his sides, palms out.<br><br>During the course of the scan he remained totally still, relying upon both Buddhist meditation technique and a visit the to palace of his mind to look for the specs he had in mind. While many pictured such a construct of memory to be a place of order and serenity, his was rather cluttered. Over the years he had accumulated vast stores of information. And after his accident the rate at which he absorbed raw data had increased with his ability to cut visual perception out of the picture. The result was a vault of information that he had largely been unable to dedicate even his long waking ours to filtering through. Somewhere in there he had the Cadbury's secret and he was not even aware of it. But for the moment he was filtering through more refined data, which left him able to go to a relatively quiet corner of his mind and sort through old coding projects while outwardly immobile.
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