[video/action]

[candothat]

[It's immediately obvious that this video is being shot outside--in the garden, likely. The setting is somewhat incongruous with Chekov's tendency to post about technology he has been working on, but there he is. Judging from the seventeen year-old's expression, he is prepared to explain something. At length.]

I am not sure if this is of interest to the medical staff of the City's hospital, but I believe I have a device that may be of use to you. I will require the aid of City Solutions to replicate this, but...

[He trails off and pulls a small, boxy item into view. It doesn't look that impressive; honestly, it could pass for an early cell phone if it weren't for the screen.]

This was, originally, a medical tricorder, which I assume has been introduced to the City, since Doctor McCoy had one. Usually they are used only in the field, but a full-sized medical diagnostic array is far beyond me. But I was saying... at home, where I am from, we also have instruments called psychotricorders--specifically programed to display brain activity--that are not typically attached to other devices. Unless I have made a mistake, this is capable of performing all activities that a psychotricorder can, in addition to those of a medical tricorder.

[reluctantly] The data chips may, perhaps, need to be reprogrammed by doctors, the psychotricorder chip especially. I am not a specialist in the field of biochemistry, but it is simple enough to alter the program. I can show a medical professional how.

But how it works is like this. The detachable scanner is used [he removes a smaller device from the back of the modified medical tricorder] to gather readings. The information it gathers is sent to the central processing unit [the midsection of the device is indicated], and the information is displayed on the screen, here. Very simple. Not that the information itself is useful without a doctor or someone sufficiently schooled in interpreting medical readouts to analyze it... make a diagnosis.

Ah, and I have perfected--to the best of my abilities--my early modifications that allow this tricorder to serve also as a dermal and osteogenic regenerator. Only good for small breaks and relatively minor injuries, but useful, I hope. So, with this, physical and psychological diagnoses may be made without intrusive procedures, and some wounds may be fixed in minutes.

[Chekov looks rather pleased with himself. Understandably so, perhaps.]

Please, if you are associated with the hospital and would like to make use of this technology, contact me. I would like to be of help.

Saya, if I may--there was a curse the last time you offered to show me how the Impala works. Would you still be willing to teach me about it?

[And with that, he ends the feed. Chekov will be loitering in Xanadu, should anyone wish to come across him.]


[ooc: Edited on 8/19 to correct factual errors and inexact terms that Chekov would not have made or used.]

Comments

[rudeandginger]

That's very impressive.

[candothat]

Thank you, sir! Eh--Turlough, sorry.

[rudeandginger]

Such devices are common on your world, are they?

[candothat]

Not combined, no, but yes, they are commonly found separated. Doct--ah, one of my superior officers was here, and he left some equipment behind. It is difficult, getting technology that I am familiar with to function using what is available here.

[rudeandginger]

You know The Doctor has a very advanced workshop in his Tardis.

Action

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy is wrapping up her shift at the store and decides a walk would be nice. It's still pretty outside, she's wearing a sundress and a pair of heels so she click-clacks along the sidewalk. When she catches sight of Chekov, she stops, waves and slips her heels off to walk across the grass to him.]

Hi [Coming in for a hug and kiss to his cheek] How are you?

Action

[candothat]

[He recognizes Lucy, of course (he wasn't lying when he said that she's very pretty), but is slightly surprised by her tactile greeting--only because it's unusual in the City. At home, such greetings aren't entirely uncommon. Chekov returns both the hug and kiss.]

Lucy, hello! I am well, thank you, and you have made me feel more at home than I have felt in a long while. And you? How are you?

Action

[mightbeconcussed]

[It's somewhat common in the South where Lucy is from, common enough that she rarely got chastised for it. She likes that he returns the hug and kiss.]

Yeah? Well, I'm glad I could do that. I'm good. It's a gorgeous day out. I figured a walk would be nice.

Action

[candothat]

It is nice, yes--and I'm glad there are no curses today.

[He gathers up his shiny new medical device and network device.]

May I walk with you?

Voice

[harrydresden]

Hell, did I hit the science channel or something? Was that supposed to sound like English?

[And no he's not making fun of your accent, even if it's kind of funny. Excuse the technically challenged wizard who is having enough trouble just speaking into these phone thingies.]

Voice

[candothat]

Science channel? What is it that didn't sound like English?

[While he does think that this is largely a comment on his accent, he's used to being teased. There's a reason Captain Pike made him do shipwide announcements.]

Voice forevermore.

[harrydresden]

All the mumbo jumbo about data chips and diagnostic arrays. Was it supposed to make sense?

[Poor Pavel. He sure hangs in there.]

[candothat]

Oh, that. Yes, but only to those who are familiar with the terminology.

action;

[anatural]

[Ow. Okay. That? Had not been one of her best ideas. Mako & Bolin are gonna rip her a new one when they see what she's done to her ankle.

That's why, even though she can hear Master Katara telling her to get off her feet and call for help, Korra is limping through Xanadu on her way home. The longer she can put off the lecture, the happier she'll be.]

action;

[candothat]

[Chekov can't help but notice Korra; he also can't help but notice that she's favoring one ankle. As such, he can't help but dash up to her with his medical device in hand.]

Korra? Did something happen?

action;

[anatural]

Oh! Hey Chekov.

[Playing it cool, man. Just playing it cool. She grins.]

Took a little tumble while training. My ankle's not thanking me for it.

action;

[candothat]

[Chekov senses a chance to be helpful! Oh, and to try out the device after all of its modifications. He leaps up and dashes over.]

I can help! Is it a sprain?

[Video]

[alwaysangered]

[Bruce looks intrigued.]

I would like to help with the rebuilding of it. I've got access to Stark's labs and I'm a doctor.

[Video]

[candothat]

[What, a fellow science nerd? Excite!]

A doctor! Yes, I would appreciate your help, of course. I work at the labs, as well, if you have time.

Re: [Video]

[alwaysangered]

I have nothing but time. When would you like to meet?

[Video]

[candothat]

Now, later. Delacroix allows for flexibility.

I am Pavel Chekov.

voice

[dr_conscience]

I don't want to speak for everyone, but I'd say some level of interest is rather likely.

Ah-- I'm Doctor Wilson. I work at the hospital, and... well, I considered Doctor McCoy a friend.

voice

[candothat]

Doctor Wilson, I am pleased to meet you. I'm Ensign Pavel Andreievich Chekov of Starfleet and, at home, Doctor McCoy is my superior officer.

[Chekov has largely given up on formality, but Wilson is clearly to be treated with the same respect as McCoy. Obviously.]

Some level of interest, you said?

voice

[dr_conscience]

[Holy crap he's talking to Chekov, this is cool. Of course, he's met enough real people he knew only as fictional characters to keep calm (honestly, he treated Dana Scully), and certainly the tone Chekov takes gets his most professional, polite demeanor in return.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Ensign - and really, I can't imagine many doctors who would turn down a device that might help us treat our patients more effectively.

Actually, I'm personally grateful that you brought this up. You see, Doctor McCoy, he ah-- he left a few of his tools with me, when he left.

voice

[candothat]

[Chekov would love to discuss the possibility of being fictional someday. For now, he will continue being very serious.]

Not all doctors are so open-minded, sir. Doctor McCoy himself distrusts machines.

Tools? [Seriousness is threatening to give way to eagerness. What Chekov wouldn't give for a phaser...] May I ask--are all of these tools medical, and have you learned to use them?