Meet me at the Crossroads
Location: Sick Bay
Haneri made her way to the sickbay with little difficulty, and as soon as she entered her spirits lifted.
It was small as the captain had said, but it was well-equipped, far better than the one she had previously worked in. The captain may be carrying out jobs whose morality was questionable, but the dedication to the health and welfare of his crew was not.
“Activate Emergency Medical Hologram,” she said.
A red-haired human female wearing a Starfleet uniform shimmered into existence, and smiled at Haneri.
“Hello, Doctor Tohrne,” she said. “Welcome aboard the Juan Cortina. Are you in need of medical aid?”
Even though Haneri was aware of such technology, this was her first time dealing with it, and she couldn’t help but walk up to the hologram and poke it in the arm.
“While I am not a real person, thanks to current hologram technology I feel quite real,” the doctor said. “My sensors indicate you do not require medical aid at this time. Is there anything else?”
Haneri managed to push her awe aside.
“So you are fully capable of treating patients in the event I am unavailable or incapacitated?” she asked.
“Yes,” the doctor said. “However, my area of operation is limited to areas of the ship with functioning holo emitters.”
“And what of your medical knowledge?” Haneri asked.
“I possess detailed files on the physiology and ailments of all races currently aligned with the Federation,” the doctor said. “As for those who are not, my knowledge increases as the information is provided. I also monitor medical publications in order to remain current on all medical breakthroughs.”
“And since you were able to detect that I was not suffering from any illnesses or injuries, that means you have information on Cardassian physiology,” she said. “Tell me, do you have a problem with Cardassians?”
“While I have the appearance of a human member of Starfleet, it is simply a physical manifestation of my program,” the doctor said. “I have not been programmed with any racial biases or prejudices, so I can assure you I will provide equal care to anyone who requires it.”
“That’s good to hear,” Haneri said. “Do you have a name?”
“No I do not,” the doctor said. “If you wish to assign one, that is your prerogative.”
Haneri thought for a moment, then stepped over to a console.
“Computer, generate a list of human female names that start with the letters ‘EMH’,” she said.
“There are no such names,” the computer responded.
“Then generate a list of human female names that start with ‘EM’,” she said.
A list appeared on the screen. She looked it over, saying each name softly to herself before finding one she liked.
She looked over at the doctor.
“Since you’re just a highly advanced computer program, you’ll have no opinion on the name I give you, correct?” she asked.
“Yes,” the doctor said.
“Very well,” Haneri said. “From now on, your name is ‘Emily’. You will respond to that name or your previous designation.”
“Updating my program now,” Emily said. “Is there anything else, Doctor Tohrne?”
“Not at this time,” Haneri said. “Emily, deactivate.”
The doctor blinked out of existence.
Haneri left the sickbay and hurried to the briefing room, a smile on her face.