Ensign Renaie Shortrith - Medical Officer Mode Activated

[Renaie Shortrith]

((Poolside, The Farm, Endicronimas V))

O'Connor: Hey, I don’t suppose you play zero-grav Australian Rules pickle-rugby?

Shortrith: Nope, I've heard of it though. People played it a lot when I was in high school.

O'Connor: Me neither, but it sounds like a great way to blow off some steam and get the mind off other things. What do ya say?

Shortrith: Yeah, why not. It'll be a nice break from everything, won't it?

O'Connor: That is exactly what I was thinking.

Shortrith: I suppose we'll have to read up on the rules then, won't we?

O'Connor: Aw c’mon how tough could it be?

Shortrith: Yeah. It'll be something new for both of us.

O'Connor: Absolutely, 

((An hour or so later, Zero-grav Australian Rules Pickle-Rugby court, The Farm, Endicronimas V))

Renaie noticed O'Connor floating unconscious through the air, and as if a split second later, they were focused on getting to him to help.

Shortrith: Pause the game, Commander O'Connor's knocked out.

Renaie quickly floated around the senior officer, doing a quick check for injuries.

Shortrith: ::Talking to him despite the fact he's unconscious:: Okay, you're not externally bleeding, but from what I can see there's been a decent head knock. You'll be lucky it's not a concussion.

As two of the Farm staff came over, Renaie briefly recounted what happened to them.

Shortrith: And he's not bleeding at least- ::notices O'Connor come to:: Commander! Welcome back to the world of the living. You okay?

O’Connor: Yeah, yeah, I’m okay. Just got the wind knocked outta me.

Renaie watched the situation for a moment, brow furrowing a little as they could have sworn they noticed a slight change in O'Connor's face.

O’Connor: All right, I guess I’ll hit the showers.

Shortrith: Do you want me to stop it for you?

O’Connor: No, no you should finish the game. You seem to be good at it. I’ll get changed and cheer you on for the second half.

Renaie slightly smiled at the praise.

Shortrith: Okie dokie, I'll keep an eye out for you at the end. And thank you!

O’Connor: If you’re up for it we could try something else afterward. ::he smiled:: but, maybe you should pick the next activity.

Shortrith: Okay, I'll think about it.

Renaie turned back to the field, getting ready to play once more.

Shortrith: Let's do this.

((Half an hour later, outside Zero-grav Australian Rules Pickle-Rugby court, The Farm, Endicronimas V))

Renaie tossed the ball one last time towards the goal before floating off to the side towards O'Connor.

Shortrith: And… that's it. The last goal was just scored before time.

O'Connor: Response

Shortrith: Aw, thank you! You did really well too, in the time you had.

O'Connor: Response

Shortrith: Yeah, I suppose so. How does something not as intense sound for keeping ourselves occupied?

O'Connor: Response

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Ensign Renaie Shortrith

Assistant Counsellor

USS Ronin

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