Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2014 16:51:42 GMT -8
Ensign Grace Cunningham's eyes watched as the beam from the dermal regenerator seemed to magically hem the skin back together. A few moments ago, an ensign had been brought to sickbay nursing a nasty cut on his forehead. Grace's eyes left the glow of the dermal regenerator to glance at the readout of the scans she had previously taken. The ensign had been lucky that he hadn't suffered a concussion. Still, she'd consult the doctor, it was probably best that he took off at least the rest of his shift and started fresh tomorrow. With her eyes falling back to the ensign, Grace then turned off the device.
"There," she said with a slight smile, "not even a scar." She placed the dermal regenerator on a tray nearby and picked up a padd. She then proceeded to make a few notes and then looked at the ensign once more. "There doesn't seem to be a concussion, but I'll let the doctor look over the results. You should be discharged shortly."
With a slight nod, Grace move away from the bed and placed the padd where the attending doctor could quickly access it and look over the results. Her mind immediately raced to the task at hand. She hadn't been given all of the details, but had received orders to prepare Sickbay to receive injured. Wherever the Talon was heading, it seemed it was to likely offer aid. Grace could only hope that Sickbay wouldn't be needed... and certainly not space in the morgue.
Turning her attention to the padd she had previously been working on, she began to audibly check off a few things on her list. "Isolation ward prepped, trauma kits ready, additional medical staff on call...."
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"There," she said with a slight smile, "not even a scar." She placed the dermal regenerator on a tray nearby and picked up a padd. She then proceeded to make a few notes and then looked at the ensign once more. "There doesn't seem to be a concussion, but I'll let the doctor look over the results. You should be discharged shortly."
With a slight nod, Grace move away from the bed and placed the padd where the attending doctor could quickly access it and look over the results. Her mind immediately raced to the task at hand. She hadn't been given all of the details, but had received orders to prepare Sickbay to receive injured. Wherever the Talon was heading, it seemed it was to likely offer aid. Grace could only hope that Sickbay wouldn't be needed... and certainly not space in the morgue.
Turning her attention to the padd she had previously been working on, she began to audibly check off a few things on her list. "Isolation ward prepped, trauma kits ready, additional medical staff on call...."
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