Dawn of a new era on Freeport 9

[Doc Holliday]

He didn't know whether anyone in Corsair or Zoner leadership knew he was on station but Doc was in the medical ward going over the repairs that were made and reviewing the new equipment that he had brought over. Asides a few power spikes it seemed the medical ward was in good shape.
The structure hadn't been in direct fire but repairs were still made as were re-enforcements. New supplies of medicines, special foods for patients, fluids and well, just everything were on hand.

Why was Doc there? The new medical staff he was providing was young. For them, it was their first assignment away from a Med Force base. The chief surgeon was young but experienced but knowledgeable. He was experienced in general surgery but had yet to see combat injuries. His assistant was a young lady from Planet Las Angeles. She was pretty and fit but inexperienced beyond medical school and internship. So dedicated to it she was that she didn't leave time for herself.
Lastly was another young man who would be another assistant. He was Bretonian but the three of them meshed well. Together they had much to learn about medicine, Omicron Theta, combat medicine and themselves.

"I want you to remember something," he told the three of them. "You are the only three friends you have on this station. Tensions are still there but be mindful of those around you. On this station you will see Corsairs, Zoners and the odd Hogosha. I want you to send me daily reports of what you are seeing." He looked at all of them. "Is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir," they said in unison.

"Good," he continued. "You should have everything that you need here. How you arrange it all is up to you as this is your base of operations. When you need more supplies, let us know and they will be sent to you." With that, he headed for the lounge for a refreshment before continuing to view how repairs of the base were going.

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