PNPC Lt. Carson Anders - Now I Want a Tattoo.

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((Main Sickbay, Shortly Before Cruise Departure, USS Khitomer))

Carson reached to the waistband of his pants without giving it another thought, his pants already halfway down his thighs before Thomas spoke again.

Melville-Kilpatrick: I can wait outside, if you would prefer?

Looking over at the Ensign, Carson’s head tilted slightly.

Anders: I don’t mind. ::Looking towards Talia:: Unless you… ::Looking back at Thomas:: Would you prefer to wait outside?

Ohnari: ::snorting:: Far too late for that. ::mild shrug:: We’re all doctors here.

Melville-Kilpatrick: Just thought I’d give our friend the option.

With a shrug, Carson slid his pants down the rest of the way and rested his arms on the biobed, his assets bare for the medical bay to see.

Anders: Ready whenever you are, Commander.

Carson could hear the slight shuffle of Talia’s shoes against the ground as she came closer.

Ohnari: Alright on three. One…two…huh. Didn’t expect the tattoo…Moopsy riding a targ, huh? ::before he could respond, she pressed the plunger down and with a loud hiss, the pellet deployed:: And done!

A few thoughts ran through Carson’s head. “I don’t remember getting a tattoo there.” “Maybe I should get a tattoo there.” “Ow.” 

Melville-Kilpatrick: I told you she was good.

Gently rubbing the spot of the injection, Carson slid his trousers back into place.

Anders: Nice call on the distraction.

Ohnari: Sorry. If we wait till three, you tend to tense up, which makes the discomfort much less tolerable. But, if you are distracted, say by a comment on a nonexistent body modification? ::they got it:: Alright, you know the drill: if you have any excess swelling or pain, come back to see me. ::smiling sweetly:: Lovely meeting you!

Carson returned the smile and nodded before turning to look at Thomas, the smile staying right where it was. 

Melville-Kilpatrick: Welcome to the Khitomer.

Anders: Probably the best welcoming gift I’ve gotten.

Carson grabbed his things as the other two returned to their business. Walking through the door, sore buttcheek making him limp ever so slightly, Carson just kept smiling. It was going to be a great posting. And now, he had a great tattoo idea.

END for Carson

PNPC Lieutenant Carson Anders

Medical Officer

USS Khitomer

Simmed By

Lieutenant Commander Stros

Tactical Officer

USS Khitomer

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