[sickbay - wait, what? : open]
Tina had been having a weird week. Judging by the calls that were coming into sickbay, it was not actually going to get less weird. She'd barely arrived for her shift, and already she was hearing something about Leonard Nimoy being intoxicated on bananas (what?) and Pasha Chekov having fallen into an inexplicable, coma-like sleep.
Tina quickly checked on the patients already in sickbay, cleared up a few administrative tasks just as quick as she could, and braced herself for what would come through the door next.
[[OOC: Open post is open! Len, Pasha, if either of y'all want to stop by and keep your plots moving in here, feel free. If you want to do separate posts at another time, that is also good. As usual for open sickbay posts, please feel free to come interact with other characters. No need to chat only with sickbay staff.]]
Tina quickly checked on the patients already in sickbay, cleared up a few administrative tasks just as quick as she could, and braced herself for what would come through the door next.
[[OOC: Open post is open! Len, Pasha, if either of y'all want to stop by and keep your plots moving in here, feel free. If you want to do separate posts at another time, that is also good. As usual for open sickbay posts, please feel free to come interact with other characters. No need to chat only with sickbay staff.]]