Personal Log, 01

Posted on Thu Sep 24th, 2020 @ 5:56pm by Petty Officer 1st Class Gregory Serine

"Computer, begin log.

"My time on the Chuck Norris has been brief, although productive. I reported onboard a day or so before we departed Starbase 10 for wargames exercises. As such, the ship is en-route to the Turrer star system. I've not done much socializing outside of the sickbay, but I did have the chance to grab breakfast with a few of the other non-coms this morning. Ryan, a Power Systems Distribution Specialist, shared that the engineering teams exchanged our offensive systems to dummy beams. Apparently, they've finished quite a lot in short time, which makes sense considering one of the injuries I treated earlier today. Quick work sometimes leads to accidents, especially when anyone deliberately ignores safety protocols. No permanent harm done.

"Mostly, I've been inventorying and organizing the sickbay. Doctor Ramsey, the Chuck's past Chief Medical Officer, kept the place pretty well stocked. Even so, space is at a premium having the Doc find unique storage solutions. I think I've found most of the instruments, equipment, and medications - but, whose to say there isn't another stash stored behind a bulkhead or between decks.

"With Ramsey transferring to the Avenger, we've taken on an acting CMO on loan from Starbase 10. They check in from time to time, but mostly leave us to our work, with us being a handful of nurses and corpsman. Last I checked, I was the senior-most non-com in the department, so I've tried to take on some additional responsibilities generally reserved for the Assistant Chief. I also get to work Alpha shift; although, with our being a bit shorthanded at the moment, I also tend to work Beta, too. No biggie, I like the busy work and it gives me an excuse to meet more of the crew, even if the circumstances of our meeting aren't always the most ideal.

"I'm all unpacked and settled in. My roommate, Samantha Barnabas, is pretty nice, even if she is a shuttle jockey. We work opposite rotations, so we don't see a whole lot of one another except in passing. I know it's only been a few days, but she seems like a keeper as far as roomies go.

"Oh, shoot, I almost forgot. So, yeah, with these wargame exercises, Captain Winters ordered a Hazard Team to be assembled. Lieutenant Pibb, our Chief Security and Tactical Officer, asked me to be a member of the team as a medic, which I think was more out of necessity than anything else, but I was none-the-less grateful for the invitation. There haven't been many details yet, but I expect those will come as we get a bit closer to our destination. For now, though, I'll do a bit of research on past Hazard Teams and prepare as much as I can.

"No messages from Mom or Dad, and nothing yet from Uncle Jim and Auntie Claudia. I won't deny feeling a little down about not hearing from anyone from home yet, but they were all there during advancement ceremonies, so, that was nice. I'm sure they're all busy, which I appreciate; and, I suppose I should get more used to longer periods without speaking. After all, who knows what lay in store for both ship and crew in the near future. Still, it would be nice to hear from them.

"I wasn't very hungry for dinner, so I grabbed a shower and will wind down for the evening here soon, maybe I'll start that new movie from Andoria that everyone is always talking about.

"Well, that's all for now.

"Computer, end log."