Lt. Commander V'Lar - An Efficient Working Relationship
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Chris M
Oct 26, 2025, 6:41:17 PM (5 days ago) Oct 26
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((Lobby of N'Vea Hospital, Deluvia IV))
The automated doors of the N'Vea Hospital slid open with quiet efficiency, admitting V'Lar into the main lobby. The transition from the humid exterior to the climate-controlled interior was immediate, as was the subtle scent of disinfectant.
V'Lar's gaze swept the space, cataloging the layout. Named for the Vulcan physician N'Vea, the facility's architecture clearly reflected Vulcan design philosophy. The lobby demonstrated a mixture of ordered geometry and minimalism. Everywhere she looked there were precise and clean angles and a lack of superfluous ornamentation. Recessed lighting formed subtle geometric patterns as they cast a warm and even illumination throughout the space. The floor tiles, a mixture of subtle desert-sand tones and maroon reds, were arranged in complex tessellating patterns that served to subtly guide foot traffic through the reception kiosks and the sparsely furnished waiting areas. Seating consisted of simple benches of dark wood and an arrangement of sandstone planters that were precisely placed to balance the privacy of visitors without compromising the openness of the space. Even the prominent mural depicting medical scenes, though rendered with local artistic interpretation, was framed by an austere border which served to integrate it harmoniously into the wall's structure.
The overall impression was one of serene logic and functional elegance, a stark contrast to the often cluttered and emotionally driven designs favoured by so many species. As she took in the space, she noted the presence of Ensign Spelvan who, like her, was wearing his Starfleet uniform. She approached and as she did, he turned, evidently sensing her presence.
Spelvan: ::He opened his hand in a Vulcan salute:: Greetings, V'Lar.
The memory of their nearly silent journey aboard the runabout Yellowstone surfaced briefly; 147 words exchanged over eight days, an optimal baseline for interaction. She returned his salute with precise, economical movement.
The automated doors of the N'Vea Hospital slid open with quiet efficiency, admitting V'Lar into the main lobby. The transition from the humid exterior to the climate-controlled interior was immediate, as was the subtle scent of disinfectant.
V'Lar's gaze swept the space, cataloging the layout. Named for the Vulcan physician N'Vea, the facility's architecture clearly reflected Vulcan design philosophy. The lobby demonstrated a mixture of ordered geometry and minimalism. Everywhere she looked there were precise and clean angles and a lack of superfluous ornamentation. Recessed lighting formed subtle geometric patterns as they cast a warm and even illumination throughout the space. The floor tiles, a mixture of subtle desert-sand tones and maroon reds, were arranged in complex tessellating patterns that served to subtly guide foot traffic through the reception kiosks and the sparsely furnished waiting areas. Seating consisted of simple benches of dark wood and an arrangement of sandstone planters that were precisely placed to balance the privacy of visitors without compromising the openness of the space. Even the prominent mural depicting medical scenes, though rendered with local artistic interpretation, was framed by an austere border which served to integrate it harmoniously into the wall's structure.
The overall impression was one of serene logic and functional elegance, a stark contrast to the often cluttered and emotionally driven designs favoured by so many species. As she took in the space, she noted the presence of Ensign Spelvan who, like her, was wearing his Starfleet uniform. She approached and as she did, he turned, evidently sensing her presence.
Spelvan: ::He opened his hand in a Vulcan salute:: Greetings, V'Lar.
The memory of their nearly silent journey aboard the runabout Yellowstone surfaced briefly; 147 words exchanged over eight days, an optimal baseline for interaction. She returned his salute with precise, economical movement.
V'Lar: Ensign Spelvan. Peace and long life.
With their adherence to social conventions completed. V'Lar stood in silence, waiting for their tour guide. Her internal chronometer registered that the scheduled tour guide was presently 0.3 minutes later. She noted the inefficiency.
oO While indicative of poor time management on the part of the individual staff member, I lack sufficient data to condemn the entire hospital's operational standards based solely on this incident. A larger data set is required before a definitive conclusion can be reached. Oo
Spelvan: What is your opinion of the mural? Stylistically it appears to be amateurish, but perhaps it brings cheer to the patients.
V'Lar raised her right eyebrow by a half millimeter, taken by surprise at the question. She repressed her emotional response to the fellow Vulcan's attempt to engage her in what appeared to be 'small talk'.
She directed her attention to the indicated mural, processing its composition, color palette, and subject matter. Its artistic merit was irrelevant, however its function was deducible.
V'Lar: Its artistic execution would appear to be adequate as an environmental decoration. If it is intended to be therapeutic - as you have theorised, then its effectiveness would require quantitative analysis of patient neurochemical responses.
oO Perhaps our guide will have access to such data. Oo
Spelvan: I see. What are you looking forward most to seeing on the tour?
Spelvan had pivoted to a more relevant line of inquiry. Her own professional ambitions lay firmly in long-term medical research rather than the trauma and rehabilitation that the hospital specialised in. She did recognise that the efficient management of acute trauma was a logical prerequisite. Advancements in trauma care freed up critical resources, both personnel and equipment, which could then be allocated towards more complex, research-oriented pursuits.
With their adherence to social conventions completed. V'Lar stood in silence, waiting for their tour guide. Her internal chronometer registered that the scheduled tour guide was presently 0.3 minutes later. She noted the inefficiency.
oO While indicative of poor time management on the part of the individual staff member, I lack sufficient data to condemn the entire hospital's operational standards based solely on this incident. A larger data set is required before a definitive conclusion can be reached. Oo
Spelvan: What is your opinion of the mural? Stylistically it appears to be amateurish, but perhaps it brings cheer to the patients.
V'Lar raised her right eyebrow by a half millimeter, taken by surprise at the question. She repressed her emotional response to the fellow Vulcan's attempt to engage her in what appeared to be 'small talk'.
She directed her attention to the indicated mural, processing its composition, color palette, and subject matter. Its artistic merit was irrelevant, however its function was deducible.
V'Lar: Its artistic execution would appear to be adequate as an environmental decoration. If it is intended to be therapeutic - as you have theorised, then its effectiveness would require quantitative analysis of patient neurochemical responses.
oO Perhaps our guide will have access to such data. Oo
Spelvan: I see. What are you looking forward most to seeing on the tour?
Spelvan had pivoted to a more relevant line of inquiry. Her own professional ambitions lay firmly in long-term medical research rather than the trauma and rehabilitation that the hospital specialised in. She did recognise that the efficient management of acute trauma was a logical prerequisite. Advancements in trauma care freed up critical resources, both personnel and equipment, which could then be allocated towards more complex, research-oriented pursuits.
V'Lar: My interest is in evaluating the facility's technological sophistication, particularly in the areas of automated diagnostic systems and surgical robotics.
Having provided a response to his query, V'Lar considered the conversational exchange concluded. She returned to visually scanning the room, monitoring for their guide. She noted the Ensign remaining oriented towards her. As the older of the two, it was possible that Spelvan had been more contaminated by the social standards of other species and many species adhered to a principle of conversational reciprocity. She quickly concluded that, in the interests of supporting an efficient working relationship, the logical course of action would be to fulfill the implied social contract, however inefficient it might seem.
V'Lar: What is your interest, Ensign?
Spelvan: Response.
V'Lar processed the Ensign's stated focus. It differed from her own priorities, which centered on advancing foundational medical research. She required further data to understand the underlying logic of his objective.
V'Lar: To what end?
Spelvan: Response.
She analysed his reasoning. While the fundamental premise differed from her own research priorities, the internal logic appeared sound.
V'Lar: Curious.
Spelvan: Response.
She noted the sound of approaching footsteps, turning her head she observed a female wearing attire consistent with hospital administration, moving towards them at a brisk pace. Given that individual's trajectory and focused haste, V'Lar calculated an 89% chance that she was their guide.
V'Lar: I believe our guide has arrived.
Spelvan: Response.
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