Dr. Leonard McCoy (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
imaythrowuponyou) wrote2011-10-03 10:07 pm
imaythrowuponyou) wrote2011-10-03 10:07 pm
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[The microphone clicks on before the video feed does, but after some relatively hard to hear grumbling about technology and how he doesn’t have time for this and he’s a doctor not an engineer, the video clicks on to reveal what might be a familiar face. Or, is, if you’ve ever seen Cooper around. Regardless, he’s wearing a blue Starfleet uniform, and looks a little tense as he adjusts the video and actually starts talking.
He speaks with a relatively pronounced accent - Georgian, if you’re particularly skilled at picking out American accents – which makes everything sound like a drawl, although again, there’s a certain tenseness.
He’s not exactly thrilled to be here. :|]
I’m Doctor Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer on board the U.S.S. Enterprise, and I’m a warden here.
I’ve been told assignments don’t happen until the 15th and 30th of every month, so until then, where’s the Sickbay in this place? I’d like to talk to whoever’s in charge as soon as possible.
[SPAM FOR JIM after talking to Rhade :|]
[Rhade had told him where Jim's cabin was, and even though he could have just been lying or something? McCoy was too distracted to really consider it or care too much. He tossed aside the journal and was in front of the door only a few minutes later, hammering on it a few times.]
Jim! It's McCoy.
He speaks with a relatively pronounced accent - Georgian, if you’re particularly skilled at picking out American accents – which makes everything sound like a drawl, although again, there’s a certain tenseness.
He’s not exactly thrilled to be here. :|]
I’m Doctor Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer on board the U.S.S. Enterprise, and I’m a warden here.
I’ve been told assignments don’t happen until the 15th and 30th of every month, so until then, where’s the Sickbay in this place? I’d like to talk to whoever’s in charge as soon as possible.
[SPAM FOR JIM after talking to Rhade :|]
[Rhade had told him where Jim's cabin was, and even though he could have just been lying or something? McCoy was too distracted to really consider it or care too much. He tossed aside the journal and was in front of the door only a few minutes later, hammering on it a few times.]
Jim! It's McCoy.
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I'm Dr. Martha Snape-Jones, and I'm the head of the infirmary here.
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I think anyway, it was a long time ago now. I'm just glad to see you in any context. We were mates, you see.
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You should know we don't function on the same level of tech you're used to, Leo. Er, sorry, Dr. McCoy.
We do have scanners, but only because you were here. I'm probably the warden with the most advanced medical background, and I'm from 2008.
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[And then Martha adds him to the Infirmary filter and sends him to these notes.]
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For some people, they prefer older ways, and we need to respect that a bit, even if we don't agree. However, I won't allow anything to be harmful to be done. By anyone, if that helps at all.
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