=/\= Deck 8: Main Engineering =/\=
Quentin had decided to ignore the advice of the AI suggesting he get some rest and instead knocked back several espressos along with some of the painkillers that he had to take every few hours to make getting through the day tolerable. It was a nightmare that he had a slight limp when the meds were wearing off and the lack of mobility certainly wasn't helpful; especially in scenarios that called going to the transporter room in an EVA Suit. He hated EVA Suits. The last time he was wearing one he was walking across the ship during a fire fight and the time before that he was flying a planet through time… that had caused his fatal illness. Combined with not getting rest Quentin had also fallen far behind on the medical treatments and counselling sessions. He was fine though, everything was fine and distractions were more than welcome. Moving over to the newly fitted 'pool table' he glided his hands over the sleek smooth glass covered black panel and sighed. For once engineering seemed to be on top of things; he did however severely doubt this lull in work would last however. Especially with everything that was going on and what was about to come.
Ensign Raymond walked up to Quentin at the pool table and handed him a PADD with the latest report from the scheduled maintenance shift. It was a dull part of the job but sadly it was part of Quentin's work to read, understand, check and then sign off every report. This one was particularly dull. It had been written by Lieutenant Suvik, a Vulcan. Quentin had nothing against Vulcans. They worked hard; they were logical, practical and efficient. On the flipside to this the report was more like a novel and it was dull. Mind numbingly dull in fact. So dull that Quentin would have rather been cleaning plasma injectors than skimming it to make sure there was nothing he needed to react immediately to. "Thank you Ensign, leave it with me" he said with a sigh as he pocketed it. Still it would send him to sleep like the AI suggested. Chuckling to himself Quentin headed out of Main Engineering and to his quarters to get the much needed rest… at least now he had the reading material for a good nights sleep before having to report in a dreaded EVA suit. That he could do without.
Lieutenant Commander Quentin Calhoun
Chief Engineer
USS Charon
