((Physiotherapy Suite, Deck 7, USS Artemis))
Genkos nodded goodbye to Kafkazet after his session, rebelting the crimson sash around his waist. The rest of his outfit, a flowing teal robe, settled around his shoulders, but wafted gently around his wrists. As he left the suite, he felt rather sore all over, having been pummelled a little by the Zaranite. Normally the sessions were dedicated to his biosynthetic calf, and the pain and problems contained within.
This time, however, Genkos had made the error of complaining about some stress tension in his back and neck. Kafkazet had taken this as a cue to “massage” the Betazoid, and his deep tissue had never felt so alive. Unfortunately existence is pain, and so Genkos limped out of the physiotherapy suite and into the corridor proper, leaning on his cane rather more heavily than usual.
((Transporter Room, USS Artemis))
Genkos found himself wandering aimlessly, via his quarters to pick up Toto, to the Transporter Room, and he made the decision to beam down to the planet for some more relaxing physiotherapy, by which he was thinking maybe a walk along the beach or lying on a bed in the sun.
Stepping up onto the platform, he smiled at the Chief.
Adea: Surprise me.
Gritting his teeth as the familiar feeling of the transporter trickled over him (is one’s blood still or sparkling was not a question one asked, except during beam-outs), he heard Toto begin a yap in the Transporter Room.
((Southend Beach, Risa))
He finished his bark in the bright sunlight of a Risian beach, and he immediately donned a sunhat and dark spectacles to fend it off. Toto gave a light yap, and Genkos languidly gestured to the dog to enjoy himself, and off he ran. Heading over to a row of reclining chairs, Genkos removed his glasses when he saw someone familiar already occupying one.
Adea: Vitor!
Silveira: Response
Adea: Well, I asked the Chief to surprise me - clearly they didn’t change the settings from the last beam down. How’ve you been?
Silveira: Response
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Commander Genkos Adea MD
First Officer & Chief Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A
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"You know, I'm really easy to get along with most of the time, but I don't like bullies and I don't like threats, and I don't like you, Culluh. You can try and stop us from getting to the truth but I promise you that if you do I will respond with all the 'unique technologies' at my command." - Kathryn Janeway