Kirsash entered the medical bay and gave the most piercing glare she could to the Doctor's turned back. This was easily done as her pupils always disliked the bright lights of the med bay and she was forced to squint; she just added anger to it. When he finally turned around, he jumped back, almost dropping the equipment in his hands. She almost felt bad for scaring him. Almost.
"Don't do that!" He held his chest as if he was having heart trouble, but Kirsash knew he was perfectly healthy, therefore exaggerating, so she just rolled her eyes and approached one of the sick beds.
"Do what?" she asked innocently, but there was a bite to question.
"Sneak up on me like that. At least make a little noise when you walk."
"That would be quite hard for me to do. My nature drives me to be silent, ready to attack, not make as much noise as possible, like Terrans." She resisted the urge to smile, enjoying their banter and still not having forgiven him for having yelled at her..
"At least I don't scare people to death. And what was that face for?" McCoy approached Kirsash slowly, probably already very aware from the way she was glaring at him of having done something wrong.
"I don't take rudeness kindly," Kirsash responded bitingly before she lied down flat on her back to take her medical exam.
"Well excuse me, your highness," McCoy responded in a mocking tone. Kirsash knew that it was just a Terran expression, a quip at her, but nevertheless, Kirsash stiffened. No one yet knew of her true birthright, and although she made sure to keep her past a secret, she was constantly afraid of people discovering the truth. McCoy noticed Kirsash tense her body and tried to relieve her by patting her head. "I was only teasing."
Kirsash relaxed slightly, but it took her a few more minutes to fully un-tense. "I knew that. I just..." she searched for an excuse that would explain her tensing, "don't like medical check-ups," she finished lamely.
McCoy smiled reassuringly, "Well, I can promise that this won't hurt, unless you need to get a hypo. So, let's get this show on the road."
Kirsash closed her eyes and willed herself to relax more so the bots and the Doctor could do their job.
"How many times? How many times have I told you 'Don't eat ANITHIN'!'" Scotty railed at Veron again. He had put E.L.A.N.I. on autopilot so that while he fixed her, he wouldn't get in the way of the hydraulic system. The unit would be recording everything while Veron was sleeping, so she would get an earful from Scotty when she woke up.
"It's not like ah don have anithin' else to due on this ship. Ah swea', yu are the most self-destru'tive android in existence." Scotty was still fuming, but as he concentrated on getting the piece of fish from the ventilation system, his angered calmed until he was silently fixing her. He frowned, staring at the complex machinery in front of him. A human that had become a robot; he always worried about how she was handling it psychologically. Not only was she a robot, she was an advanced weapons system. She seemed fine in the halls, at work and during McCoy's check ups but he still wondered if the change had bothered her at all.
He shook his head and went back to his task, avoiding the dull grey eyes of the Autopilot, watching him while he worked. He completed the repairs in record time and was just about to turn Veron back on when he was interrupted by someone calling his name from his office. Not wanting the E.L.A.N.I. unit to be discovered, he quickly went to see who was calling him. Once he entered his office, he closed the door and locked it behind him as nonchalantly as he could and turned to see a young officer, probably an ensign, in a blue uniform standing there. He thought she must have gotten lost to end up this far in engineering.
"Can Ah help ya'?"
The ensign nodded. "Yes. I was sent from the plant nursery because one of our machines that was taking care of one of our newest specimens seems to be malfunctioning and the plant has started screaming as a result."
Scotty raised an eyebrow. Those doctors were coming with crazier things every day. "Screamin'?"
"Yes, sir. We think it's panicking," The girl seemed to be more worried than usual for a simple plant, but Scotty shrugged it off. She was probably in charge of the specimen and so felt responsible for it.
"Ah'll see wha Ah can due." Scotty reassured her and patted her gently on the hand. He turned and grabbed his tools, thinking that he would come back quickly to re-awaken Veron later. How wrong he was.
