EXETERRPG: (2 - 2120) MedIntern a Ens Lana Wakeman

[Mark Howard]

Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express

Day: 2

Stardate: 2445.12.02



(USS Exeter – Gym, weight room – MedIntern aEns(jg) Lana Wakeman – 2120)



"That's what the EMH is for." He said with a smile.



Lana smiled gently and stood up, racking another ten pounds each side, her
nimble fingers tightening the clips, that held the weights on to the the
bar, and sat back, pushing her shoulders back, stretching the muscles. “I’m
not keen on an EMH, I like the idea sure, but there’s times where acting
logically and holding ourselves to a programmed, strict regime, is actually
the least safe thing that we can do.” She lay back and snapped out her next
set of reps, then smiled gently. “ ‘sides, it was just a silly remark, pay
it no mind. I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”



He hadn't had much interaction with Lana, as an intern she was essentially
a cadet getting extended real world training. Every so often he'd check in
on, make sure she was doing her school work, but he passed off the interns
on Billy to be their de facto instructor.



"Besides, it's a lot of weight, but only about 70% of my one rep max. Sure
I could have warmed up with something lighter, but how else can I show our
fellow crewmembers from species with mega strength, that they aren't the
only strong ones." Trip said with a laugh.



“Gotta show them what the weak humans are capable of right?” she answered
playfully, a twinkle in her eye, an amused smile.



Trip nodded, "So umm, hows, the um school work?"



“It’s nicely balanced at the moment, pretty run of the mill. Letting us in
gently I suppose, though I know life on a ship is nothing like that. I’d
like a ship like this, when it comes to my time.” She smiled warmly,
“You’re lucky, Bracken’s a badass. I’d totally like to be like totally
her…” Lana blushed. “I’m sorry. I’m interrupting you. I’m out of your hair.
My sets done.”



(Reply Trip)



She switched off the HOLOSpotter, and then reracked her weights, whipping
down the bar too. She then smiled and turned to Trip as she left the Gym,
after stretching out.

“Don’t work too hard James.”



(Reply Trip)

(posted by Mark)
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