MD #194: We are all
MD #194: We are all
Summary: Adeliza makes a trip to the recovery ward to talk to Samtara about a possible match to one of the names on the list of the missing and lost.
Date: Thu 19/Oct/2017 (OOC Date)
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Adeliza Samtara 
Sickbay - Deck 3 - Battlestar Orion
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. Behind each bed a small touchscreen has also been built in to help supplement care and transmit vitals to Medical personnel's tablets. 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. Opposite the hatch to recovery is a sealed doorway leading down a hallway to the ship's morgue. This bay has seen many improvements from the overhaul but can clearly operate effectively without any power.
Sun 06/May/2049 (IC Date)

It's been a few days since the attack, Adeliza waited until the sickbay had been repaired and patients moved out of the Mess Hall. She had seen one of the medical staff because Petra ordered a clearance for duty with her ears having a slight issue (if one calls not being able to really hear out of one of them a slight issue), but other than stayed out of the way in order for the more traumatic injuries to be cared for. Today, she comes in with her tablet and clipboard, and doesn't seem to be there for a checkup as she requests the whereabouts of Dr. Stone from one of the nurses.

Dressed in a set of faded navy fatigues beneath a much larger and very faded marine fatigue button down shirt with the name 'Stone' in faded lettering, Dr. Stone is currently at work in the recovery ward doing another scrub of the walls and floors to finish getting the last layer of grim scrubbed down. There's a step ladder to the side of the hatch, a bucket with more cleaning supplies stacked nearby and currently the doctor is standing on the lowest tier of scaffolding while scrubbing at one section of the wall. Cleanliness is a vital component to this particular doctor's sanity quotient.

Entering the recovery ward, Adeliza looks up. "Good day, Dr. Stone," she greets, turning so her left ear is facing the woman a little more than the right. She shifts her clipboard and tablet down to her left side.

Bracing one hand carefully against a cleaned section of the wall, Sam turns Adeliza and tips a nod at the Lieutenant in greeting. "Good day to you, Lieutenant Wynn," is replied even as her blue eyes narrow ever so subtly at the careful alignment and stance of the Lieutenant. The surgeon sets aside the brush she's working with and lowers the lid onto the bucket of cleaning solution, "How's your ear?"

"Deaf," Adeliza replies with a wry half grin. "But, I'm still alive, right?" since five died in the CIC where she was stationed, a few scorch marks and a deaf ear doesn't seem so much. "Commander Petra hasn't restricted my duty, as long as I'm conscious of what I should hand off to others on it." She pulls around her tablet, and taps onto it, pulling up a file. "I wanted to talk to you about Emily Benning, if you have a moment? She told me something she remembered, and I'd like to go over it with you."

"Certainly," Sam replies as does a bit of monkey work, which is to say climbs down off of the scaffold by way of a ladder and then dusts her gloves off before peeling off the gloves and tosses them into a rubbish bin that holds other pairs of equally used gloves. "Did Ms. Benning give her assent to discuss this with me, or in general, with anyone?"

"I don't know that this is a consent matter, to be truthful, Doctor," Adeliza replies. "She told me she remembered her family name to be Romo. I went through the Missing Persons registry, and Rance Hood had listed his daughter, Kelly Romo, as missing." She taps the entry and turns the tablet for Sam to see. "So, we think there's a strong possibility that she is Hood's granddaughter, which…" she frowns and breaks off that train of thought. "I was wondering if you had, or could, run a sample of Benning's DNA?"

Samtara clears her throat in a pensive sound and absently brushes dust off of the front of the over-sized button down shirt she's wearing before she nods, slowly. "I did, actually, run a sample of her DNA. And did, indeed, find a correlation in our DNA database. That said," and this is where the surgeons brows lower slightly, "there's a great many 'Ifs' involved in speculation. Especially in consideration with who her maternal grandfather may be," she tips her head subtly, eyeing the Lieutenant. "You're tugging on a line already, Lieutenant, what's your thinking on this?"

"My main thinking is that if it's true, a man like Rance Hood doesn't deserve to has his daughter's mind wiped so that she's a vacant mouthpiece for the Skath," Adeliza replies with her jaw tight. "When she first arrived, Benning didn't want to know if she had any family on board the Orion. If Rance Hood really is her father, I think we should check with her first, see if she has changed her mind, before we even consider telling him. It would hardly be fair to say, "so, Mr. Hood, we lifted your granddaughter from Picon, but she doesn't want to meet you. Just thought you'd like to know"." She looks to Sam. "So, are we right? Are they a match?"

Sam runs one hand lightly over her face then sighs, "I can't answer that. I can say that if Ms Benning wants to know more about her potential DNA matches that it becomes a series of conversations. If she wants to know, then it also requires that the potential match be equally made aware. It can't be a 'Oh by the way' sort of conversation," she sighs and idly tips her head back to stare up and around the room. "The phrase 'property damage' keeps leaping to mind when I have time to think on it. So." She tips her head down again and settles a solemn nod at the Lieutenant, "If she's changed her mind, then a dialog begins."

Adeliza's brows go together momentarily, her lips pulling at the corners, and then she shakes her head. "Of course, not," she agrees, and blows out a breath and pauses. Then she gives a tiny shake of her head. "When you have a moment for us to find her, please send a message to CIC, and I'll join you, if you don't mind. I would like to be present for security purposes, and I think Gunnery Sergeant Ynyr has an interest here, as well. He seems to be the only one that she trusts at this moment."

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