Medical Misunderstanding

Who: Holo-TaraWhere: The PromenadeWhen: Shortly after the shrinking~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tara was rather pleased with herself, as a soft light being, she was only useful as a diagnostic tool. The light-bee that she had found whilst hiding from the rampaging scutters over the last few weeks was a stroke of luck.She had been hiding in the quarters assigned to 'P & T FeBuggure' and had stumbled upon the 'bee when hiding under the bed. It was a simple matter to transfer herself from one 'bee to the other, and she found that this new one came with the hard light systems already pre-wired into them. It was separate from Holly, self powered. Something she wondered if it was not a custom made 'bee by the prevous occupants of this room. There were some glitches in it, but they seemed like minor system malfunctions, nothing to worry about.She recited medical text books as she walked along the Promenade, singing them almost in a soft sing-song voice. She was on a mission to request from the Captain that in light of her new condition as hard light, she be returned to her original status as Nurse on board the ship. 'Ok' she reasoned 'I am missiong personality routines that I should have. Memories belonging to this 'Tara' that I am supposed to be. But I have her knowledge, the knowledge of the entire Space-Corps medical database in my head. I deserve my position as crew. They cannot function without their diagnostic nurse.'The holographic nurse stopped as she reached the informed location of the Captain. Her 'H' glining in the disco lights of the bar.It was empty."Excuse me. Captain Chrysler?" She asked into the room. "Mrrrreooooowwww" Came the answering low growl from the bar, as Mr Jingles bounced off and began to chase, what appeared to Tara to be a small mechanical toy. The small toy darted and weaved about the floor, Jingles getting ever closer."Oh dear. I'm afraid that you are in clear violition of Space Corps directive 45753 beta. No feline alowed on board without first going through quarantine and examination." Tara stepped through the doors and closed them behind her, locking the bolts. "Please wait here whilst I find a suitable container to transport you to the Quarantine decks."<Tag!>OOC - Micro post....

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