Re: USS Mongoose - Medical Bay
Walking into the Medical Bay, Doctor Abdool surveyed the area and noted the Chief Medical Officer's desk. As one of the more recent additions to the ship from Narendra Station, she made it her business to get caught up on matters that were essential to the Medical Department. She'd been in charge of the lower officers and the trauma teams, and her adept ability to triage had made her an asset to the Ship's Medical Team.
She went to the desk and keyed in her own access to the computer, taking note of the duty schedules. At the top was Sergei Kondratev, who was listed as 'On Away Team'. The thought that the Centauri would have been on such a dangerous mission gave the Doctor pause - it was usually Ensigns and other people that went on such missions. Missed my chance to shine, I guess, she mentally shrugged. He'll likely have another interesting story to tell, at least..
Abdool went to the chair behind the desk and sat on the edge of the seat, while she brought a dark hand up and rested her chin on her knuckles and watched the computer sift through the duty assignment rosters. Her brown eyes blinked as she noticed her name: "L. Abdool - Interim Assistant - Filing and Report completion." A soft, disgusted noise could be heard while she rolled her eyes. "Job isn't finished until the paperwork is done." she remarked to no one in particular. But it was true enough - reports had to be filed for the Captain to sign off on, and records kept that would be sent to Starfleet Command that would detail the Mongoose's trials and tribulations in the Expanse.
"No time like the present, then." Abdool reached back for the handrests to the chair and pulled it forward and sat fully in the chair. She winced softly and placed a hand on her left hip and rubbed it. It was a reminder - one she'd rather have forgotten - that space as well as family, could be dangerous. And sometimes, when they acted together, a deadly combination ...