["On time" means "ten minutes early because early is a sign of maturity and responsibility." Chekov has never quite determined where he stands with Dr. McCoy--not even after being in the City with him for several months prior to now--and intends to make a good impression whenever possible.]
[ truthfully, bones is fond of chekov. he is fond of children and young adults in general, but it's because of this fondness that he dislikes the thought of chekov as technically a soldier and doing work in such a godforsaken place as space, being so young as he is. he doesn't approve of space, much less young kids on there.
so, really, it's not chekov at all.
he's impressed at chekov's early arrival, although he probably should have expected as much. ]
Sit down, Mr. Chekov. [ he motions for the chair closest to his desk, after they've done their greetings outside of the doctor's office. ] This is going to be a bit different from the usual medical procedure at Starfleet, but just sit still and follow my orders, alright?
[ so he does all the basic stuff - checking his eyes with the light, pulling out his tongue to check his tonsils, checking his pulse, and all those things. these are things he knows how to do despite not having the technology for it. ]
[It wouldn't occur to Chekov that the doctor's generally disapproving attitude ("Oh good, he's seventeen") isn't motivated by anything personal. Maybe someday.
He complies with McCoy's orders with the occasional yes, sir and, although he certainly won't say so out loud, he's amused by how at ease the doctor is with archaic medical practices. Maybe learning to adapt to ancient technology won't be such a problem for him.]
Your medical tricorder will be fully operational soon. [Between procedures. The ensign's an overachiever when it comes to health, too; aside from a couple of slightly crooked fingers that weren't set properly, light scarring on his hands, and one particularly impressive scar on his back, there's absolutely nothing amiss.] I have had to refit it to use lithium-ion batteries instead of the usual sarium krellide power cells.
[ there have been lessons on the what-to-dos when stuck in a backwards civilization with nothing else but your hands - there are so many primitive planets still unknown to earth that it's more than handy to know. most especially when you're always hanging out with jim kirk. every day is an adventure, and sometimes not necessarily a good one.
the technology still irks him, and sometimes he fumbles with his hands, but he's getting better at things. ]
You can keep saying that as much as you want, but I still won't understand what it means. I'm a doctor, not a scientist. [ he gets to checking chekov's hands, and pauses for second. ] Grit your teeth, this is going to hurt.
It means that it should work normally, but it will need to be recharged frequently. I will show you how to recharge when I return it.
[He doesn't ask what the doctor is going to do, as it seems to be wisest to do as McCoy instructs. The captain never fares well when he doesn't do as his CMO advises.]
Whoever did that for you before didn't know what they were doing. [ that is, if anyone did try to correct them, anyway. chekov's fingers would've stayed permanently crooked, or else they could have been broken if he continued to use them without having them checked out. among other things, anyway, bones can list them all. ] You didn't think to go to a doctor for that?
[OW, thank you. Chekov doesn't cry because that would be exceedingly childish. The squeak that he doesn't quite bite back is far more dignified, really.]
I was unable to reach the hospital at the time, Doctor. [But he'll keep your assessment of his bone-setting skills filed away.]
[His tone's bordering on flippancy, but he is sincere. Chekov might not take his physical well-being as seriously as he should (a side-effect of being young, healthy, and in too much of a hurry to be overly cautious); that doesn't mean that he can't appreciate the general wisdom of McCoy's advice.]
Inhabitants, mostly. [Don't ask too many questions about this, please.]
[ mccoy recognizes a deflection when he sees one. he gets it from jim a lot, a fact that frustrates him to no end, although he does get his answers at the end of the with a lot of poking and prodding. having it come from someone else makes him even angrier - and either chekov's learned it from watching jim or from being stuck in this city for far too long. ]
I'm obligated to ask you in detail, you know.
[ he doesn't. ]
Lift your shirt up and turn around. Auscultation is difficult with a stethoscope and your clothing's a barrier.
[Any natural tendencies toward deflection have certainly not been helped by time in the City or Kirk's influence. But making McCoy angry isn't on his to-do list today (or ever), no one is actually asking for details, and it seems wisest to shut up, pull up his shirt, and let the doctor get on with his auscultation-ing.]
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I expect you to be on time, Ensign.
text > action ( 7/10 - the day before ) ;
["On time" means "ten minutes early because early is a sign of maturity and responsibility." Chekov has never quite determined where he stands with Dr. McCoy--not even after being in the City with him for several months prior to now--and intends to make a good impression whenever possible.]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
so, really, it's not chekov at all.
he's impressed at chekov's early arrival, although he probably should have expected as much. ]
Sit down, Mr. Chekov. [ he motions for the chair closest to his desk, after they've done their greetings outside of the doctor's office. ] This is going to be a bit different from the usual medical procedure at Starfleet, but just sit still and follow my orders, alright?
[ so he does all the basic stuff - checking his eyes with the light, pulling out his tongue to check his tonsils, checking his pulse, and all those things. these are things he knows how to do despite not having the technology for it. ]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
He complies with McCoy's orders with the occasional yes, sir and, although he certainly won't say so out loud, he's amused by how at ease the doctor is with archaic medical practices. Maybe learning to adapt to ancient technology won't be such a problem for him.]
Your medical tricorder will be fully operational soon. [Between procedures. The ensign's an overachiever when it comes to health, too; aside from a couple of slightly crooked fingers that weren't set properly, light scarring on his hands, and one particularly impressive scar on his back, there's absolutely nothing amiss.] I have had to refit it to use lithium-ion batteries instead of the usual sarium krellide power cells.
action ( 7/11 ) ;
the technology still irks him, and sometimes he fumbles with his hands, but he's getting better at things. ]
You can keep saying that as much as you want, but I still won't understand what it means. I'm a doctor, not a scientist. [ he gets to checking chekov's hands, and pauses for second. ] Grit your teeth, this is going to hurt.
[ he's going to set it right in 3... 2... ]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
[He doesn't ask what the doctor is going to do, as it seems to be wisest to do as McCoy instructs. The captain never fares well when he doesn't do as his CMO advises.]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
sorry about that. ]
Whoever did that for you before didn't know what they were doing. [ that is, if anyone did try to correct them, anyway. chekov's fingers would've stayed permanently crooked, or else they could have been broken if he continued to use them without having them checked out. among other things, anyway, bones can list them all. ] You didn't think to go to a doctor for that?
action ( 7/11 ) ;
I was unable to reach the hospital at the time, Doctor. [But he'll keep your assessment of his bone-setting skills filed away.]
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What about after?
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I was busy after, and medical attention did not seem necessary.
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[ dropping the mr, making it as informal as he possibly can without forgetting the fact that there's still a professional distance between them.
he takes in the sight of the scars, turning over chekov's hands over his. ]
Products of the City or its inhabitants? [ keeping his cool, man. shit's not easy. ]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
[His tone's bordering on flippancy, but he is sincere. Chekov might not take his physical well-being as seriously as he should (a side-effect of being young, healthy, and in too much of a hurry to be overly cautious); that doesn't mean that he can't appreciate the general wisdom of McCoy's advice.]
Inhabitants, mostly. [Don't ask too many questions about this, please.]
action ( 7/11 ) ;
I'm obligated to ask you in detail, you know.
[ he doesn't. ]
Lift your shirt up and turn around. Auscultation is difficult with a stethoscope and your clothing's a barrier.
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Auscultation?
[He's shutting up now, really.]
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No--yes, but it was a curse. No one is to blame for that.