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The Doc and the Nutcase Whisperer

Posted on Thu May 1st, 2014 @ 2:16am by

Mission: Shoreleave: Kaslau - Submission
Location: Sickbay

After doing a few check ins that were mandatory, Lizzy headed down to Sickbay to meet up with the medical staff and the man who was her boss, Connor McMannis.

She headed over to his office, and knocked on the door, "G'Day, Lieutenant. I'm Lieutenant Junior-Grade Lizzy Caldera, and have just came aboard the ship as the new chief counselor. Counselling fits under your department, so you are sort of my boss."

"Oi, another bloody 'ead shrink. Figured one would be nough, they add another," Connor grumbled slightly. But he stood up from his chair as he still tried to be proper. "Connor McMannis. 'ead Doc on this boat I guess. Welcome ta tha mad 'ouse." His hand extended.

Lizzy smiled, having done some research before, and reached out to shake his hand, "Nice to meet you. I am pretty sure that Starfleet Medical assigned me as extra to help out with all the nutters aboard. The notice about the job offer even made sure to note that empathy would be a very desirable ability. Is there anything that you expect from my department?"

Connor sat down and extended his hand towards the chair in front of his desk to let her sit down. "Empathy be a good thing 'ere. Dunno 'ow much ye know bout this crew, but we be filled wit last chance 'opefuls. Most of us be ready for expulsion or even jail time."

Lizzy grinned, "Yeah, I've done some research and it will be fun. I'm definitely sure that I count as eccentric too, and I know for a fact that no one else has managed to get a cow up into the tower at the Academy."

A slight chuckle came from the Irishman. "I feel tha bigger question be where ye'd get tha damn cow?"

"Rented her from a nice little farm outside San Fran that runs baby animal zoos for children. They don't mind going up, but going down, that's a completely different question. Eventually, one of the engineers had to use a transporter."

"Not bad," he said with a slight impressed tone. "In med school, me an a friend of mine got into trouble wit our prank," he said grinning. "Me good friend Rohrak is top notch with virology so we ended up giving most tha professors a strain o' tha flu that went through all tha symptoms in less than 4 'ours. We thought it be 'ilarious, they didn't."

"Nice. I've got into a bit of trouble on my last ship for pranks. I honestly didn't realise that the dye I dumped on the XO was going to turn her hair green for a whole month. Stupid stuff reacted with her normal hair dye. She made me sit in the brig for a week."

Connor chuckled slightly then paused for a moment. "Woulda rather tha brig. Sittin 'ere on this boat be my sentence. Not one I woulda gladly taken."

Lizzy nodded, "I am sorry about that. When I was doing my initial reading up of all the senior staff, I noticed that in your file. There are ways to make it more bearable and I would like to help with that. My door is always open."

Connor snickered slightly. "Surprised ye ain't 'ere ta check on me since it be part o' me sentence."

Lizzy spoke, "As chief counselor, everyone aboard the ship is someone to check on. I would like to get to know you first."

Connor nodded. "I dunno what ta say really. I be a bit o' a 'eadcase an I be trying ta keep me 'ead up."

She grinned, "I think most of the senior crew are nutcases, but then, I'm supposed to be the whisperer for everyone. But we will just see. Anyway, I'll let you get back to things."

 

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