PNPC Nurse Aid Martha Wing: Scared Straight
Patty Boyle
((USS Octavia E Butler - Head Nurse Miash Quarters, Deck 7))
The computer said the Ferengi was in her quarters. The suggestion that Nurse Aid Wing speak with Nurse Miash wasn’t really a suggestion. The order suggestion had originated with the CMO and Wing didn’t dare not do this.
Hand shaking, Martha reached out and touched the door chime. Maybe Miash wasn’t here. Maybe Martha could catch her during a busy shift. Maybe...
Miash: Come in. ::calling out::
Martha stood there a moment, gathering her thoughts, wanting to say what she needed to say and then excuse herself and leave. Quickly.
The door slid open and Martha took that fatal step.
Wing: Nurse Miash, I’m the nurse aid. I haven’t been on the Butler very long.
Miash: What are you doing here?
Oh, dear. The nurse was nice. Pleasant voice, not a frown… maybe it was a frown. One couldn’t tell with a Ferengi.
Wing: Well, uh, I’ve come to, uh, get your advice.
Miash: Well I’m honored, thanks for thinking of me. (beat) Can I get you a drink?
There was no need for Miash to know this was a heavy suggestion. Let her think it was Martha’s idea.
Wing: ::relaxing:: I’m wanting to become a full nurse and I… I’ve been told you’re the best. ::beat:: Uh, I’ll take a tea. Black pekoe, iced tea, please. Lightly sweetened, please.
Miash moved over to the replicator to order the concoction for her newest guest.
Miash: Have you had a chance to enjoy some downtime over shore leave dear?
This was taking a turn for the better. Martha sat on the sofa, a greenish blue color. The perfect color for medical. Her nerves were still stinging but she felt comfortable as Nurse Miash handed her the ice tea in a tall glass just the way she liked it. Short water glasses made her think she shouldn’t be drinking anything near to the likes of tea.
Wing: I’ve been studying the nursing journals and am thinking a of specializing in cardiac surgery. Or should I stick with general nursing. Become a head nurse, like you. So no real down-time, ma'am.
Miash: response
Wing: On the off chance I can pass the tests, that is. I also thought of becoming a physicians assistant like you.
Miash: response
Wing: Really? I imagine such things but… I’m not sure.
Miash: response
Sipping her tea, Martha started imagining moving up the ranks in sickbay. Maybe she’d be able to learn enough to teach at the academy.
Wing: I read mostly novels about being a doctor or nurse. Mostly the novels are concerning emergency trauma. What do you do for relaxation? I haven’t found much I really like other than medicine and reading about medicine.
Nurse Wing looked over the rim of her glass, fascinated with a Ferengi that was just as intelligent has she.
Miash: response
Cadet Martha Wing
Nurse Aid
simmmed by
Lt.(jg) Doctor Toz
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Octavia E Butler
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