COO Elisha Leône in Sickbay for Medical Exam

Arriving to the entrance, she drew in a few deep breaths and then crossed the threshold into the medical facility as she calmly announced " Lieutenant Elisha Leône reporting in for my medical exam."

 

She stood there and did not utter another syllable, but the focus of her eyes darted all around the room like a pair of tactical scanners observing every nuance, life-form, and piece of equipment in the area; as she had learn to do since childhood when sensing danger or entering a new environment. 

 

A young Human male whipped around the corner and stopped short as he saw her and then held up an obvious non-medical PADD "I'm Doctor Moore" he said professionally "Ahh yes, Lieutenant Leone.. it says here we should start with an upper body exam, so if you'll kindly move into the exam room and remove your uniform I'll get right to it." And gave a reassuringly 'fatherly' smile. There was no doubt he wasn't being serious.

 

Elisha cast a suspicious look at this Human making that rather provocative request. It was the type of innuendo that she had endured from males virtually wherever she went. She had hoped that this ship would be an exception.

 

Rather than make an issue out of this, she quipped back.

 

"Would you care to show me your medical credentials first Doctor... and then explain to why it is that you are wearing an Ops uniform rather than a medical one?"

 

Hr looked down at his PADD and tapped on it "Well, you passed the I. Q. part of the test perfectly, nice response time by the way AND a 3.7 on the witty retort scale." He shook his head as if impressed by the results. "But I think you could do better, feel free to sign up for my privet classes and don't worry, I just know I can help you with that nagging 'tell' you have there."  and glanced away at the sounds of incoming footsteps. "But for now I must away for I fear the approach of one so much in spirit as my mother that I could not dare to say a cross word of her." and gave a little bow and he walked quickly out of the room.

 

An Andorian Female walked up at the end of his speech and watched him walk out. She didn't say a word about it. "Hello Lieutenant, if you'll follow me I'll take you to see doctors 011 and 110 for your check up, I am councilor Shree, perhaps later we will have a talk as well." And gave a welcoming smile as she gestured for Leone to follow her.

 

"Yes Counselor" Elisha replied as she gave a brief glance back to the area of the departed human. There always seemed to be males trying to charm her no matter where she went. Many were more debonair than that human Ops crew member. She could have retaliated with a few enticing pheromones of her own to get that Ops fellow's head spinning and his hormones accelerating. But she restrained the momentary impulse. Instead, she dealt with the situation with her wit.

 

Elisha followed the Andorian as she pondered what the requirements of this medical exam would actually entail.

 

Shree noticed Leone looking where Moore had departed and said as they walked. "I wouldn't concern myself with Mr. Moore, It's a classic case of needing to be accepted." They stopped at the office doorway. "He approached me as well and I suspect a great deal of other women with the need to be charming, so I wouldn't take it as a personal opinion due to your heritage." She was referring to Leone being an 'Orion slave girl' of course, the subject of many a young man's fancy.

 

With a slight smile, she responded to the Andorian.

 

"Duly noted Counselor."

 

Although in her mind,  Elisha realized that she would be rather cautious in the presence of this individual; at least in the beginning. The level of attention or acceptance he sought might be a bit too personal for her comfort zone.

 

"Come... in," came the response when she pressed the door chime. As Elisha entered, she was greeted by the two Bynar medical officers standing side by side in front of their desk.

 

"Good afternoon... Lieutenant Leône." They motioned to a nearby biobed, "Please have a seat there... and we can get started."

 

Generally they would let the tricorder speak for itself, but there was something about this woman that seemed amiss, and was actually affecting their own bodies' chemical balance. They expected it had something to do with her physiology. In their natural dialogue that neither Elisha nor the universal translator could comprehend, they discussed it.

 

"Could it be the pheromones?" 110 said.

 

"According to Starfleet records, she's been taught to lower them to a level found in most humans," replied 011.

 

"It could be residual... something she's not aware of," 110 argued.

 

"Perhaps. We should be able to detect it."

 

The conversation was done in merely a second. When Elisha was seated they pulled out a medical tricorder and began scanning, but barely after they began, they said, in the most comforting tone they could muster, "How are... you feeling?"

 

The Orion woman looked curiously back and forth between the two Bynar physicians until she was questioned.

"I feel fine" was all that Elisha stated, although she was uncertain which one she actually replied to.

This was her first encounter with Bynars. They were rather interesting to the Orion how they communicated with each other. Her experiences in Starfleet continued to be  filled with such interesting curiosities. It made her truly appreciative to have this opportunity available to her.  

"Are you... sure?" the doctors both asked in their usual way of 110 completing the sentence that 011 started. "You seem slightly... agitated about something. And your pheromone levels... are slightly higher than... your previous... recorded examination."

The Bynars' voices sounded slightly cold and detached, and their faces appeared interested, yet they were not showing any emotion. The computerized components built into their physiology made them seem very robotic to other humanoids. However, they were actually a very passionate race and wanted to make sure that their new colleague was feeling alright.

The Orion officer was rather stunned by the words of the Bynars. They somehow her sensed the impact of her questionable encounter with the human actually had on her physiologically.

She was uncertain how to respond or proceed.

After a few moments of hesitation, she realized that she couldn't establish her first impression on these medical officers with subterfuge.

"I'm sorry. " she finally said. "It's just that before your arrival... I mean there was this individual... I'm not certain what his intentions were... It just flustered me..." and she could feel her composure begin to slip.

She turned away for a moment and began to center herself again. 

The Bynars turned to look at each other as she did that and shared a look of concern. "Hopefully your other encounters with the crew... will be less irritating. If he continues, we suggest you... speak to the First Officer about it."

"However, if you would like assistance in controlling your pheromone output... we could prescribe a mild hormone inhibitor," they suggested.

She faced the pair of Bynars again as she spoke.

"I was trained by several Vulcans during my time at Starfleet Academy to control my pheromone output. It took years of meditation, discipline and practice for me to finally gain control of this. Since this is a natural biological function of my species, there are individuals of a variety of species that I have encountered that make certain assumptions about my physiology and sensuality. It has been a constant struggle for me since I was little."

Elisha had no desire to dredge up the ghosts of her past at this moment. She had worked tirelessly for the majority of her life just to escape and move beyond them.

"I believe I was just caught off guard here. I wasn't expecting... well... to encounter something like this on the ship. I will be more cautious and aware of my surroundings and interactions from this point forward."

She then thought for another moment as she could see that these Bynars were reaching out to help her.

"Perhaps a prescription of mild inhibitors could be something that I could keep in reserve... just in case an imbalance of some kind somehow begins to occur." 

"Your attempt at mental discipline is admirable, Lieutenant... and hopefully these will be of assistance, if truly necessary. But we will leave you to decide... when a situation may warrant it," they responded, and moved to the replicator to retrieve a few hyposprays with the inhibitor.

They then put their medical tricorder down on their desk and said, "Your scans otherwise match perfectly... your previous records. You are a specimen of health, Lieutenant... so you are free to go. Just remember to also speak... with Doctor Lyrya at some point."

"Thank you Doctors" she stated respectfully as she accepted the hypospray and tucked it away carefully in a small pouch in her uniform.

She then slipped out of sickbay and headed back to the turbolift.

As the doors closed and began to ascend to her quarters, she closed her eyes for a moment.

She had completed her first day of obligations and was ready for some time off in her quarters.