Med bay - Day 18 [private/finished]
It wasn't that he disliked physicals, per se. He understood the logic behind keeping a medical record, a map to go by if ever his arm was blown off or his DNA was changed to that of an exotic lizard from an undiscovered planet. It was that he disliked being looked at, touched, or given much direct attention at all. He also disliked bright lights and odd smells. In fact, the only thing that held any interest at all in him is discovering if that eye twitch he'd been experiencing was the result of a yet to burst aneurysm. Which it probably wasn't. But it never hurt to ask.
So he stood in the sickbay not quite certain where to go. He stood there wringing his hands a little. If he were more intuitive he might have noticed the energy being a little off in medical from yesterday. But he wasn't very perceptive in real life matters and thus he stood, agitated. He hadn't even been standing for a minute before, hesitant to go any further from the front area, he asked to anyone who could hear,
"I have a physical? And I'm doing some pretty time-sensitive labwork so..." he huffed. "Hello?" He slapped his hands against legs.
So he stood in the sickbay not quite certain where to go. He stood there wringing his hands a little. If he were more intuitive he might have noticed the energy being a little off in medical from yesterday. But he wasn't very perceptive in real life matters and thus he stood, agitated. He hadn't even been standing for a minute before, hesitant to go any further from the front area, he asked to anyone who could hear,
"I have a physical? And I'm doing some pretty time-sensitive labwork so..." he huffed. "Hello?" He slapped his hands against legs.