> > At that moment, Serana D'amondra walked in to see > > what the commotion was > > about. "Commander Knucklebiter. What can we do for > > you today?" The tiny > > CMO looked like a pixie in front of him, but her > > expression made it clear he > > was standing on her turf and she knew it. > >Through semi-bared gritted teeth he spoke "If you >check the records, I AM listed as his next of kin.." >and stepped forward. >
Behind them a couple of nurses were warily starting to edge forward. The more experienced nurses could sense when a patient - or a relative of one - might need some restraining and started hovering without being told, ready to jump at any moment. Of course, this was going to be interesting considering Knucklebiter's formidable size. Nurse Stone was there, a bit surprising considering her age, but nobody doubted she was a tough bird. Serana stood next to the Andorian and told him calmly, "Don't get so highly dramatic, Commander. Commander Shevab is in good hands. Now if you would like to stay in the waiting room until we're finished, you're more than welcome. You might be better off going to the athletic arena or target range and working off some of that energy, however. We will call you when it's time." -S _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
