((CMO’s Office, Sickbay, USS Artemis-A))
Solas took a deep breath as Genkos finished his scans.
Kel: I’m just hoping I can be cleared for something simple, sir. Like working a shift at the security centre or doing maintenance on the phase rifles again. Or even just doing a patrol on the ship.
Adea: Well, judging by these scans, I can absolutely give you a clean bill of physical health.
Solas looked up, the barest hint of a smile breaking out on his face.
Kel: Really sir? I can pick up a duty shift?
Adea: But I want to see that you’ve made an appointment to see Jashkaa by the end of today. I notice she’s quite busy, but she should have some free time at the end of the week.
His smile now very broad, Solas rose from his seat and beamed down at the commander.
Kel: Yes, yes sir I’ll get right on it. I’ll make the appointment after I register for a shift, that way I’ll know when I have time.
Adea: Response.
Solas turned and made his way to the sickbay door, but stopped halfway through and turned back at the Commander.
Kel: And sir? Thank you.
Adea: Response.
With that, Solas turned and left sickbay, a certain spring in his step as he looked forward to getting back to work.
[END SCENE FOR KEL SOLAS]
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Ensign Kel Solas
USS Artemis-A
Security Officer
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