AWD #093: How Are You Feeling?
How Are You Feeling?
Summary: Iphigenia drops by sickbay to speak with Fischer and Morgan.
Date: 09/04/2013 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: None in particular.
Fischer Iphigenia Morgan Samtara 
Sickbay - Deck 3
Serving as the ship's primary care facility, the Medical Center is a rather large, single room structure that has the same load-bearing structures to the walls that the halls do, as well as the same heavy hatch. There is a desk at the entrance staffed by a nurse as well as a small locker for single dose drugs like aspirin. Beds are lined up along each wall with EKG's and hangers for IVs in case of triage. Large cabinets at the rear provide ready access to lifesaving medicines and gear, as well as a ready supply of defibrillators. Not far from the primary entrance is the Chief Medical Officer's office and on the other side is a small hatch to the recovery ward. Towards the rear is a sectioned-off examination area.
AWD #93

His body all healed up now, Fischer is sitting on the bed he's been occupying here, getting himself ready to get out of here now. Looking around for a few moments, as he works on putting on his boots. A bit slow since he's spent a few days in the sickbay bed. He's also humming a bit to himself, some kind of relatively light-hearted tune.

Iphigenia makes her way into sickbay. She normally makes regular stops, as part of her duties. "Hullo, Edward." she greets affably. He's her first stop. "You look very well rested. How are you feeling?"'

Looking up as he hears his name, Fischer offers a nod. The humming continues for a few brief moments, until it comes to a natural point for the tune to stop. When that point comes, he offers a smile. "Hello." A brief pause at the question, before he smiles. "How I'm feeling? Quite well, and glad to get out of here. I have a whole lot of catching up to do, after all."

An orderly comes by Morgan's bed on her rounds and offers the usual assortment of magazines, puzzle books, and wholesome snacks, along with queries about whether the patients need anything that will require summoning a nurse or doctor. Morgan shakes his head and smiles. "Unless you can brew coffee that won't spike contra indicators in Dr. Nadir's pain-killers, I don't need much." He pauses and lifts a finger into the air. "There are a couple of things. If I can borrow a music player, that would be great." The orderly nods and makes a quick note on a small pad. Morgan sighs. "I know. It's a long shot, but thanks." Then he looks toward the door when the chaplain enters. He nods his head to the officer, but remains otherwise quiet, knowing that she comes here on business.

"Oh? Morale has been quite high, even if efficiency is down somewhat - ah, let me guess. Your daughter was amongst the rescued, yes?" asks Geni with a sudden smile.

Fischer nods, his smile widening a bit as he replies. "She was. Both her and Chase's mother. Which made it a very good day, despite ending up in here. Now I'm just looking forward to getting to know her." He glances around the room again for a few moments, before he adds, "After all, I wasn't able to be there earlier. So that will change now."

"There was some concern that you may have been having a bit of a dark time of late, but I think perhaps that may have simply been some unfortunate coincidence with the nature of your injuries." Iphigenia says mildly. "Regardless, this new circumstance would likely be entirely therapeutic to the situation if it were true, wouldn't you say?"

Nadir emerges from the surgery theatre, which is really just one of a handful of areas set aside for such things, shepherding a gurney upon which a sheet draped patient is resting en route to recovery. She speaks in a quiet voice, issuing post op notes and orders as she tugs off her cap and rubs at her eyes.

"Dark time?" Fischer pauses a little as he hears that, shrugging a little bit. "I don't think so. I think it's more a case of available cover being a bit smaller than me," he offers, before he adds, "As well as quite a bit of bad luck. But yes, this new circumstance would be quite therapeutic to something like that."

The orderly moves on to offer the same array of magazines, puzzle books, and other goodies to the next patient while Morgan glances across the room to Fisher and the Holy One. When the marine mentions his daughter, Morgan nods, having heard more than once about this particular development in the corporal's life. Then his wandering gaze finds Nadir. He nods to her and smiles.

Nadir pauses as she spots Captain Arden speaking with Cpl. Fischer and gives a solemn/ polite nod to both before crossing to where Morgan is seated. She speaks in a quiet voice, one hand lifting to lightly brush his before she slips quietly from the room.

Iphigenia moves to pick up Fischer's chart. "I'm happy to give you a sign off, Edward. And I hope that if you do have a dark night of the soul, you'll come speak to me, yes?" She writes a note and adds a signature, noting, "I'll enjoy meeting your daughter very much."

"Thank you," Fischer replies, smiling a little bit now. "And if I have those dark moments, I will come speak to you, I promise." Another brief pause, before he adds, "I'll bring her over one time." Glancing around again, before he offers a nod to Morgan as well now.

"That's fair. I expected nothing less," Morgan shrugs and answers Nadir when she comes to his bedside and speaks to him for a moment. "I want to take a walk around the ship, but I'll take another MP with me to handle any problems. Then I'll report to the Hub." When she leaves, he looks across the room to Fischer and grins. "I see that you've found someone to bring a cake with a file in it, corporal," he jokes. "But until the doctor says, you're off duty, not for disciplinary reasons, but just so that you can spend time with your daughter. If you will, I'd like to meet the little lady, too. Children often acclimate to new places better when they see familiar faces."

"Catch me up, Elijah. May I call you Elijah?" asks Gen as she puts Fischer's file back. Chaplains speaking informally is permitted per regulations, but she doesn't want to make Morgan uncomfortable. "You're expected to report to SecHub once you're better?"

Fischer nods as he hears Morgan's words as well. "Yes, sir. Thank you." It's offered with a smile, before he adds, "And I'll start keeping an eye out for people that can help with the construction work down there."

Fortunately, that orderly hasn't moved too far. Morgan watches her and beckons to her at the first opportunity. "If you will, send someone to fetch a pair of sweats. Here is my walking paper." He offers a small note and glances toward Nadir's back just before she disappears into the CMO's office. After she takes it and confirms that the signature is indeed the surgeon's unique yet indecipherable squiggle, she heads for one of the store rooms instead. Morgan turns his attention to the chaplain and inclines his head. "Captain," he greets her in a receptive tone. "Elijah is fine. I know that chaplains like that sort of thing." He checks the buttons on his pajama top while he explains, "I'm technically not due for another two shifts, but I've been away from the hub for a few days. I like to where we stand with security after such a … lapse." He shifts himself to his feet and begins to tidy the bed himself while he waits for the orderly or someone else to return. "I'm on light duty until I'm fully healed." He rubs his chest briefly. "Do you need to know about anything in particular?" He nods to Fischer, and urges, "If you find any, tell them to see me. We'll organize a nice little crew if I have my way about things. People like your daughter and her grandmother will need decent housing."

"I'm rather certain housing will be arranged down on Piraeus. They've been preparing for ex fil arrivals for weeks." Iphigenia notes with a smile. "I should know, I was part of the initial negotiations. Though I don't think they were quite expecting so many able adults."

Fischer smiles, nodding a bit as he hears that. "I'll make sure we get a good crew together, sir." Listening to the others for a few moments now, as he finally finishes getting his boot back on.

"Then go forth and do good … relaxing," Morgan advises, in a tone that sounds suspiciously like an order even though he does smile. "Don't expect to catch up on everything overnight," he adds. "Take your time. My previous offer stands. If you need more time to spend with your family, we'll work on something. I'll ask Dr. Nadir for an official report to Captain Siska and Major Beckett on her recommendations." He waves to the door. Then he looks expectantly toward the chaplain again.

"I don't know if whether or not the current leave policy will alter, but you may want to hesitate before making exceptions." Gen counsels. "There are a lot of people who'd like more time with their loved ones.

Fischer nods a little as he hears the words. "Will do," he replies to the part about good relaxing. Nodding again as he hears the rest of what's being said, before he starts moving for the door. "Sounds quite reasonable," he replies to the Chaplain's words, before he slips outside now.

Morgan nods to the captain. "That's why I'm agreeing to 'work on something.'" He looks at Fischer. "We can't give everyone all of the leave that they want, but we shouldn't be inflexible, either." The orderly returns, carrying a set of sweats, socks, underwear, and athletic shoes that Morgan takes from her. "Check with the duty boards outside the enlisted berths and at the hub at he beginning of each shift, corporal." He looks at his clothes, but sighs and shakes his head. "Forget dignity," he concludes. "I'll change after I have a real shower."

"Seems like you've got everything under control." Iphigenia says at last. "Do let me know if there's anything I can do for you, Lieutenant."

Fischer stops in the door to nod a bit at Morgan's words, before he moves the rest of the way out into the corridor now.

After taking another look at the bed, Morgan steps away from it, cradling the fresh clothes in his arms. "I can't think of anything specific, captain," he answers. "However, I do appreciate your helping with my people. You know, of course, that I'm available if you have any concerns about security. All of us should be working together."

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