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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 13, 2011 22:59:21 GMT -5
He smiled wiping the blood from his lip. "Is that an order Major?"
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 13:32:01 GMT -5
Sonja gave him a short smile and walked out. He had just begun to work on the superficial wounds when the alert went off. His patience was short, and he was not in the mindframe for anywhere near a pleasant bedside manner. Well, at least not a medical one. He slid the small DRD in his front pocket and walked outside. He had the door to his office silenced. Cost him a lot of latinum but it was well worth it. He immediately noted the commander's pips and her attitude reflected them. Her beauty was obvious he just had to surmise if that is what got her those pips. "You know that I am the Chief Medical officer here." He said with a half grin. "So my technicians will follow my orders regardless of the intimidation. Those orders include only myself working on one of your rank."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 13:52:40 GMT -5
"Intimidation is for those who lack finesse, Doctor. Your techinicians do you credit. They answered my questions without the need for such tactics. "
She smiled, noting the flush of his skin and the fire in his eyes.
"I apologize for interrupting you in your 'work'. I see you have a 'passion' for it." Her speech was heavily accented.
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 13:56:22 GMT -5
"My passions extend well past my work." He smiled. back with a predatory grin. "I judge as either the new Executive officer or Operations officer as the case may be. You are new to the ship yes?" He probed her for as much information as he could get as Addison had been tight lipped after his fatal dismissal of Sloan.
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 14:34:36 GMT -5
"You judge correctly. I am new, but perhaps it is the Captiaine who is moving on? Oui?" She replied cryptically.
" I have been assigned as Executive Officer and need the customary adjustments made to my comm-badge, to be cleared for duty." Her voice was silken. She rarely raised her voice. Shouting was vulgar, but when necessary, silk easily became steel.
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 14:37:25 GMT -5
He knew this was game, but it was her game so he could play to find out what the goal was. "I should tell you that along with your badge and agonizer adjustments, I am also required to give you a short physical. Would you get on the bio bed and take your top off please?"
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 14:52:42 GMT -5
"That is not a physical, that is an inspection and not a requirement for clearance." She cocked an eyebrow. "Neither is it necessary for you to use your hands to establish, to your own satisfaction, what a medical scanner can already accurately report."
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 14:56:13 GMT -5
"Who said I intended to touch you?" He said in an almost insulted tone. "Do I need to quote imperial regulations on this or would you just simply let me do my job. Yes the scanner can check out certain things, but every officer has a medical record. That record establishes their identity as much as the scans. We all know some things can be faked. Not all things."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 15:16:14 GMT -5
"And what exactly would you learn is fake about me by having me disrobe?" She crossed her arms. "My breasts perhaps?" Which Imperial regulation requires a senior officer to display herself publicly?"
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 15:19:27 GMT -5
"The one that says you body has to match your records." He explained. "Along with the probe a visual inspection is required. Normally it fully nude. You don't think you would just be 'burned in' a heartbeat away from command without everyone being completely sure you are who you are?"
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 15:32:52 GMT -5
She remained with her arms crossed. "A level one diagnostic will determine if I am carrying any chromosonal tags and will give a far more accurate result. I will tell the Capitaine that it was at your insistence that we be as thorough as possible."
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 15:41:41 GMT -5
"I don't care if you do this or not, but" He paused to emphasize his point. "You can either do as I ask or you can have as much clearance to this ship as any tourist. The one thing the Captain trusts in my judgment. I will be doing the diagnostic, but both visual and electronic diagnostics have to be done. Either that or you can physically bring over corroborating office ranking above captain to confirm you identity. I don't care which since I'm a doctor. I would not create a regulation to see you topless. That is both petty and stupid." He took a more patronizing tone. "Would you rather I brought in one of my female Medical technicians to do the inspection?"
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 15:51:55 GMT -5
"Tres bien. As you wish." She gave her tunic a tug and turned to leave. "I will ask the Commodore to meet me here as soon as it is convenient."
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Post by Dr Evan Barton(Lt Commander) on Apr 15, 2011 15:56:13 GMT -5
Realizing this would both take too much time and be more trouble for him Evan relents. "Hold it," He said putting up his hand. "I at least need to see you back, which I just want to get in the light."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Apr 15, 2011 18:03:38 GMT -5
She stopped and whipped around to face him. Her glare was dagger sharp. She grabbed the hem of her top and yanked it over her head then turned again. A heart-shaped birthmark was clearly visible on her shoulder blade.
"Birthmarks are one of the easiest things to duplicate and do you really think if I were attempting to impersonate someone, I would have been stupid enough to forget something so obvious?!"
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