Lt.(jg) Dr. Toz: A place for everyone

[Patty Boyle]

((USS Octavia E Butler - Corridor 5B))

The corridor curved slightly to the right then back left. Toz was busy looking down at her padd and didn’t quite see the large ensign who was doing the same. They both stopped, nodded a ‘sorry’, smoothly moved around each other then continued on their way. Toz looked back at the curve wondering what whoever designed this ship was thinking. Even her new quarters were set up as if a man was going to live there. 

Toz: oO Doesn’t women ever design anything? Oo

From there a thought that had niggled at the doctor’s thoughts for a while came to the fore. She’d had the idea when Jack Kessler had come in for his medical. As long as he passed his psyche eval. As long as he wouldn’t be too upset at her suggestion. And if Miash was agreeable. 

Toz slammed her comm badge. oO ouch! Be careful, Toz, you’re gonna cause a cardiac event. Oo A giggle escaped her. Besides, she agreed with herself, a light tap would have been sufficient. 

Toz: =/\= Dr. Toz to Nurse Miash. =/\= 

Miash: =/\= response =/\=

Toz: =/\= Hope I’m not interrupting anything. =/\=

Miash: =/\= response =/\=

Toz: =/\= I’ll get right to it. How would you feel about Lieutenant Kessler working with us? As a nurse. Or nurse’s aid?  =/\=

 

Miash: =/\= response =/\=

Toz: =/\= Beats me. It’s just a thought but IF he’s not re-instated as a tactical officer, he might be useful in sickbay. He does have medical training and we can teach him what he doesn’t know. =/\=

Miash: =/\= response =/\=

Toz: =/\= Well, we need to clear it with the XO, of course.  =/\=

Miash: =/\= response =/\=

While not a definite ‘go’, in Toz’s mind, it was an ‘okay’. She decided that it was best to talk with Commander Promontory in person. A frown creased Toz’d ridged forehead. Or was the 2XO in charge of personnel? Better check with the ship’s roster then do her asking. 

Lt.(jg) Doctor Toz

Acting Chief Medical Officer 

USS Octavia E Butler

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