Sentimental Old Fools

Posted on Mon Aug 13th, 2018 @ 10:56pm by Commodore Ledeya ‘Ed’ Ehestri (*) & Lieutenant Commander Ranav Voss M.D.

Mission: Cosmos
Location: USS Cosmos - Sickbay
Timeline: MD 02 07:00
1487 words - 3 OF Standard Post Measure

Ledeya had heard all types of rumours about her former Chief Medical Officer and the reasons why he stuck on the Cosmos when most other people would have escaped through this type of refit but yet here he was just like he was five years ago. The woman walked into sickbay and was dismayed to see how much of a mess it still was despite the Engineering Corps assuring her that it would be the first area they finished. It was getting old having to send injuries to the base sickbay.

“Hello?” The Captain called out wondering if the dimly sit compartments indeed did hold no one in their depths. It wasn’t like she could even ask the Computer when the CMO was as her voice activation wasn’t online to answer.

The Bolian walked out of his office with a PaDD in his head shaking his head then looked up and smiled, "Ed..." He blushed and chuckled, "sorry Ma'am, Captain Ehestrai, it's so good to see you."

"Blue is definitely not your colour Ranav." The Captain said with a small smile as the light from the office disappeared. "This place hasn't changed much." She commented on as she moved to sit on a biobed that was either on its way in or out. She had spent days after days working in this compartment.

"I know," he laughed, "I'd like white better but I didn't get that option." He smiled and walked over towards the bed, "I'm hoping there will be some changes in this old sickbay but so far I can't tell they've even updated the COM links." The man tilted his head as he continued, "you haven't changed much either, how have you been?"

Ledeya smiled as the man joined her. “I came to get my usual prescription but I see that this place isn’t even able to fix a paper cut let alone that.” The prescription was complicated and required a Chief Medical Officers authorization despite having taken it since she was a child.

"That's why I'm here," The blue man said with a chuckle, "trying to figure out what's taking them so long to even get a single COM station working." He shook his head, "it was better off before the gutted it."

The woman pulled out a PaDD and wrote something down. “I will add it to my list to discuss with the Chief Engineer.” It wasn’t an urgent thing there and then for her prescription but she would be cutting it fine if she wanted for the refit to be finished.

"I'd appreciate it Captian," The man said with a broad smile, "I can't work with things as they are."

Once upon a time when he was Chief Medical Officer and her the assistant she would have laughed if someone would have said that she would be the Captain one day. “I don’t think anyone would,” Ledeya commented on as she stood up again.

Ranav drew in a deep breath and raised an eyebrow, "well I don't think there's much we can do here for now." He tilted his head ever so slightly and smiled, "have you had breakfast yet captain? I was just about to head to the officer's mess to see what they had."

"Is that your way of asking me to have breakfast with you Commander then yes I will." She said with a smile. She had yet to have breakfast despite being up a while, it was so easy to get carried away with what she was doing sometimes especially if she didn't go for a walk on the base before getting into her works.

"You always could take a hint," Ranav replied with a chuckle. He drew in a deep breath, "so when do you expect the rest of the crew to arrive?" "Hopefully, they'll have more of this sorted out."

"Not for a week or more. The dock Engineers are all we have for now." Majority of refits had just Engineers working on it as they were specialized in it but she had requested that her new crew joined her as soon as possible so they got used to the new technology. "It is because I know you Ranav." She reminded softly as they walked out into the bright corridor. It was the only bright spark as she noticed more panel off there fittings littering the corridor.

Ranav nodded and gave her a smile, "I appreciate you having me come when you did, I was thinking about taking a vacation to Betazed but wouldn't have missed this for anything."

"Now why would you be going to Betazed?" The woman wondered. It wasn't exactly a vacation area anymore after the war even twenty years on. There was still so much damage in Rixx still that areas of the city was like a ghost zone.

The Bolian hybrid gave her a wry smile and then laughed, "Actually I was going to take some courses at the University of Betazed on exobiology but I probably could have taught the classes."

The woman rolled her eyes at him as they moved into the Turbo lift with a quick order for it to go to the Mess Hall. "You most certainly could have. Ranav... Why have you stayed here so long?" She finally asked her burning question. Everyone else had left but here this man was still manning the sickbay like she had never left.

"Oh, I tried a few times," Ranav answered letting his smile fade, "but Captain Ramald blocked every one of them." He looked down and sighed, "I thought I might escape when he, um, retired but then I heard you were to replace him and this old boat was getting a facelift so I was glad when you offered to have me stay." He looked down and then back up with a chuckle, "so I've got a sentimental side."

Ledeya couldn’t deny that he had a sentimental side at all. It was adorable to her but she couldn’t help but wonder why when the last proper words between them had been a bitter argument. “I think we need to discuss your sentimental side another time cause I don’t remember you being so sentimental.” The woman said as more crew joined them in the small space.

“Ma’am.” The Engineering crewman said with a nod.

Ranav nodded but said nothing in response, it wasn't going to be good for them to argue in front of the crew. He glanced at the crewmen for a moment and drew in a breath before glancing up at the ceiling and then over to the Captain before turning his gaze to the front. He remembered their last exchange of words and wasn't proud of it in the slightest.

"I've been thinking about wearing a Lab coat, " the physician finally replied, "a white one."

The Captain looked up confused at him and raised an eyebrow. “I see Commander.” She answered not sure what else to say.

Ass the door parted and Ranav went to move out of the lift and turned to his captain and said, "thought I'd throw the engineer off a bit, in case he caught something."

"Caught something of what?" The Betazoid asked softly as she looked up at him. He would have just heard the words sentimental. Nothing wrong with those words in the slightest, nothing wrong with being sentimental.

"Well I hope under your leadership," Ranav began taking in a deep breath, "being sentimental won't make you the laughing stock at every senior staff meeting. The captain sort of lost it towards the end."

Ledeya turned to look at the man now that they were alone in the corridor and sighed. "I don't do sentiments. Remember." She said shortly as she looked the familiar man over. She had so many questions to ask him, so many things that she wanted to say to him but it was just awkward as she thought on the argument they had, had over deities knew what but it hadn't been important, just two annoyed adults.

"Yes Captain," Ranav nodded with a serious face, "there will be no sentimental, as you wish." He tilted his head, "now I remember what that argument we had was about." He grinned but didn't offer an explanation, only a wry smile, "anything else I should know Captain?"

The woman shook her head the moment broken as they started along the corridor again. Maybe she should ask about the argument. Maybe it would make sense now but she didn't think opening that can of worms would help in the slightest.

Ranav shook his head as they began to walk, "It's good to be working with you again Captain."

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Captain Ledeya ‘Ed’ Ehestri
Commanding Officer
USS Cosmos / TG 72-B
(PNPC Gregnol)


Lieutenant Commander Ranav Voss M.D.
Chief Medical Officer
USS Cosmos
(PNPC Jasper)