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Annual medical - Miraj

Posted on Sun Oct 23rd, 2022 @ 2:33am by Lieutenant JG Miraj Derani & Commander Sthilg

Mission: Season 5: Time Warp
Location: Sick Bay
Timeline: before the Lalor - Richardson wedding
1069 words - 2.1 OF Standard Post Measure

Sthilg whistled to himself as he set his tools up for the day. Anual medical exams were due and he knew he'd have a long stream of patients incoming over the next few days. Hearing a familiar patter on the floor he smiled before he spoke. " Hello Miraj here for your checkup? " he inquired.

"Aye, aye, doctor." Miraj walked over to him. "Getting in before the rush. I want to take some time off after the Captains wedding, so I thought I'd do it now, in case I'm late back."

" A sssensible sssuggestion. Pleassse take a ssseat." The doctor replied warmly as he opened up his wrist computer. " Any ilnesssss or injuries not on your file sssince your lassst ssscan?" He inquired.

She made a face, half shrugging. "Couple of knocks in the holodeck, nothing major."

Smiling the gorn tapped the biobed. " Than thisss ssshoudn't take long. How have you been ssseince our pathsss lassst crossssed?" He inquired.

"I'm fine." She hopped up on to the biobed, swinging her bare feet. "I've got stuck on the holodeck game I'm playing, but I've got all the data I need to go to the captain and ask for a stick conversion on the helm for the QSD, so swings and roundabouts."

" I'm sure the ssship will appreciate all the time and effort you put into her." Sthilg said patting the sickbay wall.

"She will. and once I get the changes approved, we'll be able to hold the QSD a lot longer. so we can get even further. The gamma quadrant is now an easy commute..."

" The gamma quadrant..." The gorn said softly. " I'd be the furthessst from home I've ever been."

Miraj, born in space with no concept of a homeworld, shook her head. "No it wouldn't. Home would be right there with you."

The gorn gave her a warm smile in reply, " It truly wouldn't be home without you at the helm my friend."

"So what to help me persude the Captain to really put the QSD to the test? tea and crumpets at the far end of the gamma quadrant, then home again for dinner?"

" I can try my dear though my old bonesss ssstill ache jussst trying to work out how the warp enginesss work." The doctor replied with a grin and a chuckle.

"Don't ask me either. I just fly." She finally settled back on the bio bed. "So what now?" Do you need me to cough, or pee in a cup?"

The gorn chuckled as he started looking over the results. " Jussst lay back and relax and let the machine take a look at you. " he said before he pushed at something he saw. " Will need to top you on your teeth coating of trifluorinate ssslight sssign of it breaking down." he said going for his tools.

"My teeth are breaking down?" Miraj pushed herlsef back up onto elbows, looking concerned.

"No no my dear jussss the coating we put on your teeth back data the academy. I can top it up right now will take less than two minutesss." The gorn calmly explained.

"Oh. Okay." Miraj settled down again, and braced hreself mentally for the treatment

" Open wide and assay ahhh." The gorn said as he picked up the instrument.

She opened wide and said "Arrrggh"

With the skill of a true master of his craft the gorn got to work so quickly and carefully that the tool didn't even touch her gums. In less than two minutes he was completely finished. " All done." He said with a warm smile.

She breathed out and then probed her teeth with her tongue. They felt strangely smooth and slick. slippery. "Cool. What next?"

" Jussst need to take your birth control implant offline to run a diagnostic. Ssshoudn't take more than three munitesss." The gorn replied warmly as he returned his tools.

Miraj rolled her sleeve up and offered him her arm. She had no need for the contraception part, but she had no desire to go back to her usual painful and erratic periods. "So, how are things? Any more plans for your wedding?"

" Oh, thingsss are coming along. Trying to make gorn and betazoid wedding traditionsss match up is quite the challenge." the gorn chuckled.

Betazoid?! Didn't they all get married naked!!!??. "Just as long as the rest of us can wear clothes." she said,, voice edged iwth nerves.

" Clothing will be optional my dear. " Sthilg replied warmly. " No one will force you into anything you don't want to do. Though if your ssstill willing to help I do have sssomething for you."

"I said I would. Just tell me where to stand and what to say."

The gorn walked over to his desk and returned with a small box. " For you my dear. " he said opening it.

Inside was a small silver broach in the shape of the first gorn rocket to make it into the orbit of their world, a green image of two triangles entwined blazing upon it's surface. "The firssst gorn orbital vesssssle named after the youngest daughter of the all mother."

Miraj gasped. The brooch was intrcate and beautiful, "I can't accept this. Its gorgeous."

" I insssisst my dear. In a gorn wedding the sssymbol it would be carved onto a ssscale, but given your lack of them thisss will do." He said handing over the box to her.

"WEll, if its doctors orders, I shan't refuse. Am I good to go? Everything as it should be?"

" One more thing my dear. " The lizard said calmly. " You do ssseem to have ssssuffred sssome weight losssss sssince your lassst vissst. Have you been trying to lossses weight? " He inquired.

"No." she shrugged. "I can't have lost much, its not as if my clothes are falling off."

"Very well. I'll keep an eye on it." The lizard replied.

"Great." Miraj pushed herself up to sitting again. "Well, Hopefully I won't see you again in a professional capacity for another year." She went to hop down

" One moment. " The lizard said as he pressed a button restarting her implant. " All done I sssee no reason not to declare you fit for active duty." He said with a smile.

"Aye aye, sir." She gave him a very sloppy salute. "See you at the wedding?"

" Sssee you at the wedding." He called after her as he began to clean up before the next patient was due.

 

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