"Jason...Scott.." Rangi murmured quietly to herself, reading the medpadd in her hand. {Mmm...overdue for checkups...now why is that?} She laid the padd aside and tapped her combadge +Taps+ Summers to Lt. Scott." Taking his flak jacket from the table in his quarters, Jason passed his arms through the sleeve holes and began to buckle the front. He was planning on visiting the holodeck once more; just to see what else he could learn of the X'Chi. It was then an unfamiliar female voice came over the communicator. "Scott here." He called, raising an eyebrow. "Lieutenant..I'd appreciate your presence in sickbay...at your earliest convenience please." Rangi said watching Maikai disappear into the lab with her hands full of cartons. "Any time today would be fine." she added, wondering if the assistant ODA commander was involved in holodeck exercises. Lowering the aforementioned eyebrow, Jason finished clipping the buckles and leaned over to fasten his boots. "Sure..." he murmured nonchalantly, "...i'm on my way." Cutting the communique, he stood from the floor and cricked his neck absently. Drinking the last of his coffee, Scott left his quarters and made his way to the sickbay in full field uniform. Rangi prepared for a routine checkup. It didn't take long and while she waited for the lieutenant to arrive, she read over his medical history once more.{unable to have any bionic implants...thats not good} she thought glanced up and saw a tall imposing figure in full battle uniform standing in the doorway. She walked towards him. "Lt Scott? I'm CMO Summers.Thank you for coming so promptly" Not replying verbally, Jason only nodded and looked down on the woman through black lensed glasses. Raising his head once more, he glanced over the medical bay beyond as if it was all new to him and stepped forward. The checkup was straightforward as rangi expected it to be."There's one last thing." she said finally, turning the main overbed display off. "I'd like to examine your sight. You can sit up if you like whatever makes you more comfortable." {Here we go...} Jason groaned internally. He hadn't said a word since the check had begun, but now he knew he'd have no choice but to once again explain his condition, and once again go through the usual set of questions that all medical - and non-medical - crewman deemed necessary to ask him. "What about it." He stated flatly as he sat up. It was more a comment than a question. "Well, I've read all the notes of course..." she said tapping the medpadd in her hand "...but I like to carry out my own examinations...not just read about the crews med history. Do you object?" She set the padd aside. Taking off his glasses, Jason lay them on the bed beside his removed flack jacket and crossed his arms. "Go ahead." He replied, staring the woman through white eyes.// Rangi selected a slender torch like instrument from the tray beside her and turning back to Jason said "Raise your head a little please." She switched the instrument on and leaned forward holding the tool near his left eye. After a few seconds she moved angles then straightened up and adjusted the instrument. She leaned down again and repeated the exercise to his right eye. Seeing nothing but solid profiles and dented shadows, Jason continued to sit quietly letting the Doctor go about her business. She could have had a scalpel to his eyes for all he knew... but then she didn't seem the type to take advantage of the situation; he couldn't imagine her secretly giving the finger in front of him and laughing to herself. "How's it look?" He finally asked, just in case something was different - though he knew nothing was. She gave a small sigh. "It looks exactly as its described." she said, putting the instrument back in its place."You do need to attend the recalls though. " she added and reached down for his dark glasses. She handed them to him. "Research continues all the time and just because its not possible to improve things for you at the moment...that doesn't mean there wont come a time when something 'can' be done. Doctor Ishimara is one of the best men in this field....you know that of course." She grew silent, uncertain whether he would want to discuss the subject further. Jason took the offered glasses and perched them atop his nose once more. Nobody touched those glasses, not because he felt it a breach of personal space, but because they just never did. Not even the doctors on Earth had handed him the lenses, they'd just waved him away and told him to return when 'science' might be better. Standing from the bed, he lifted the jacket and began to put it on. "Yeah, i heard it all before Doc. But until they find something that can be worth my time, i'll stick with what i have." With that he clipped the final buckle of the field armour and nodded. "That it?" "That's all for today..yes." She paused, watching him pull his uniform straight. "Lieutenant...it is important that you attend recalls where possible. Dr Ishimara doesn't send them for fun." her tone held a slight note of disapproval."I know you cant drop everything being ODA and so on...but things change...progress IS made...even if its slow and small." She looked away from what she presumed to be a steady gaze from behind the dark glass. Picking up the medpadd she said : "Thank you for coming down. You'll be due back here in six months." {Progress...} He considered to himself. Recalls weren't the issue, it was the idea of traveling back to Earth just so the good doctor could once again inform him of the situation, and perhaps allow him to see a different shade of black that held him in apprehension. "See you in six." He finally called, heading out of the sickbay and into the hall outside. Rangi watched him walk away. {You are 'so' like him!} she thought and shocked herself. It had been a long time since she'd thought of Rob Richards and it surprised her that he should come to mind now. But as she watched the doors close behind the marine's tall figure, she couldn't help but see the similarity. Not only in physique but in manner...the silent brooding manner that had been so much a part of him. 2Lt. Jason Scott Assistant ODA Commander USS Chimera: SSF & LtCmdr. Rangi Summers Chief Medical Officer & 2XO USS Chimera: SSF ~ If you build it... --------------030900080504000100080805 Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit <!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN"> <head> <meta content="text/html;charset=ISO-8859-1" http-equiv="Content-Type"> <title></title> </head> <body bgcolor="#ffffff" text="#000000"> <meta content="text/html;charset=ISO-8859-1" http-equiv="Content-Type"> <title></title> <meta content="text/html;charset=ISO-8859-1" http-equiv="Content-Type"> <title></title> <small><font face="Verdana">[What We See]<br> <br> "Jason...Scott.." Rangi murmured quietly to herself, reading the medpadd in her hand. {Mmm...overdue for checkups...now why is that?} She laid the padd aside and tapped her combadge +Taps+ Summers to Lt. Scott."<br> <br> Taking his flak jacket from the table in his quarters, Jason passed his arms through the sleeve holes and began to buckle the front. He was planning on visiting the holodeck once more; just to see what else he could learn of the X'Chi. It was then an unfamiliar female voice came over the communicator. "Scott here." He called, raising an eyebrow.<br> <br> "Lieutenant..I'd appreciate your presence in sickbay...at your earliest convenience please." Rangi said watching Maikai disappear into the lab with her hands full of cartons. "Any time today would be fine." she added, wondering if the assistant ODA commander was involved in holodeck exercises.<br> <br> Lowering the aforementioned eyebrow, Jason finished clipping the buckles and leaned over to fasten his boots. "Sure..." he murmured nonchalantly, "...i'm on my way." Cutting the communique, he stood from the floor and cricked his neck absently. Drinking the last of his coffee, Scott left his quarters and made his way to the sickbay in full field uniform.<br> <br> Rangi prepared for a routine checkup. It didn't take long and while she waited for the lieutenant to arrive, she read over his medical history once more.{unable to have any bionic implants...thats not good} she thought glanced up and saw a tall imposing figure in full battle uniform standing in the doorway. She walked towards him. "Lt Scott? I'm CMO Summers.Thank you for coming so promptly"<br> <br> Not replying verbally, Jason only nodded and looked down on the woman through black lensed glasses. Raising his head once more, he glanced over the medical bay beyond as if it was all new to him and stepped forward.<br> <br> The checkup was straightforward as rangi expected it to be."There's one last thing." she said finally, turning the main overbed display off. "I'd like to examine your sight. You can sit up if you like whatever makes you more comfortable."<br> <br> {Here we go...} Jason groaned internally. He hadn't said a word since the check had begun, but now he knew he'd have no choice but to once again explain his condition, and once again go through the usual set of questions that all medical - and non-medical - crewman deemed necessary to ask him. "What about it." He stated flatly as he sat up. It was more a comment than a question.<br> <br> "Well, I've read all the notes of course..." she said tapping the medpadd in her hand "...but I like to carry out my own examinations...not just read about the crews med history. Do you object?" She set the padd aside.<br> <br> Taking off his glasses, Jason lay them on the bed beside his removed flack jacket and crossed his arms. "Go ahead." He replied, staring the woman through white eyes.<i></i><br> <br> Rangi selected a slender torch like instrument from the tray beside her and turning back to Jason said "Raise your head a little please." She switched the instrument on and leaned forward holding the tool near his left eye. After a few seconds she moved angles then straightened up and adjusted the instrument. She leaned down again and repeated the exercise to his right eye.<br> <br> Seeing nothing but solid profiles and dented shadows, Jason continued to sit quietly letting the Doctor go about her business. She could have had a scalpel to his eyes for all he knew... but then she didn't seem the type to take advantage of the situation; he couldn't imagine her secretly giving the finger in front of him and laughing to herself. "How's it look?" He finally asked, just in case something was different - though he knew nothing was.<br> <br> She gave a small sigh. "It looks exactly as its described." she said, putting the instrument back in its place."You do need to attend the recalls though. " she added and reached down for his dark glasses. She handed them to him. "Research continues all the time and just because its not possible to improve things for you at the moment...that doesn't mean there wont come a time when something 'can' be done. Doctor Ishimara is one of the best men in this field....you know that of course." She grew silent, uncertain whether he would want to discuss the subject further.<br> <br> Jason took the offered glasses and perched them atop his nose once more. Nobody touched those glasses, not because he felt it a breach of personal space, but because they just never did. Not even the doctors on Earth had handed him the lenses, they'd just waved him away and told him to return when 'science' might be better. <br> <br> Standing from the bed, he lifted the jacket and began to put it on. "Yeah, i heard it all before Doc. But until they find something that can be worth my time, i'll stick with what i have." With that he clipped the final buckle of the field armour and nodded. "That it?"<br> <br> "That's all for today..yes." She paused, watching him pull his uniform straight. "Lieutenant...it is important that you attend recalls where possible. Dr Ishimara doesn't send them for fun." her tone held a slight note of disapproval."I know you cant drop everything being ODA and so on...but things change...progress IS made...even if its slow and small." She looked away from what she presumed to be a steady gaze from behind the dark glass.<br> <br> Picking up the medpadd she said : "Thank you for coming down. You'll be due back here in six months."<br> <br> {Progress...} He considered to himself. Recalls weren't the issue, it was the idea of traveling back to Earth just so the good doctor could once again inform him of the situation, and perhaps allow him to see a different shade of black that held him in apprehension. "See you in six." He finally called, heading out of the sickbay and into the hall outside.<br> <br> Rangi watched him walk away. {You are 'so' like him!} she thought and shocked herself. It had been a long time since she'd thought of Rob Richards and it surprised her that he should come to mind now. But as she watched the doors close behind the marine's tall figure, she couldn't help but see the similarity. Not only in physique but in manner...the silent brooding manner that had been so much a part of him.<br> <br> 2Lt. Jason Scott<br> Assistant ODA Commander<br> USS Chimera: SSF<br> &<br> LtCmdr. Rangi Summers<br> Chief Medical Officer & 2XO<br> USS Chimera: SSF<br> <br> ~<br> If you build it...<br> </font></small> </body> --------------030900080504000100080805--