Marine

Posted on 24 Jul 2022 @ 8:16am by Petty Officer 2nd Class Leon Inaros

490 words; about a 2 minute read

Personal Log, Petty Officer 2nd Class Leon Inaros, Nurse, USS Galileo-A.

Since departing Regula I, I have had the chance to get to know some of my new co-workers. It feels strange to say co-workers, and not fellow Marines. I have gotten used to the new routines, although I can tell that there is now some strain on the crew. A change of command and an abrupt departure has left its mark.

Commander Tarin has inspected Sickbay and found the medical department less than her standard. It reminds me of bootcamp, the DIs coming in and emptying your footlocker because something is out of place, then the footlocker of every recruit. I see the Senior Officers do PT in the morning, and I think it isn't what they're used to.

I am not surprised. Officers aren't used to taking such orders. Grunt though? I remember running until passing out in basic. I also remember doing that during the War.

There is an old cadence that we did when I was a Marine. I used to do it as well, the rare times I was put in charge of PT. As a medic, I held a bit of a different position within a unit. Not necessarily protected, but an understanding my duties were different.

How did it...ah!

Born in the woods,
Trained by a bear,
Double set of dogteeth,
Triple coat of hair...
M, mean as hell.
A, all the time.
R, rough and tough.
I, in the mud.
N, never quit,
E, every day,
S, Semper fi....

The majority of people here do not have that in them. They are regular fleet, scientists and explorers and people of peace. Even the bunks are more comfortable. I am getting used to it.

I met Blake again, and it was such a relief to find someone from my past here. She is a brilliant officer. I always got on well with her.

I have also found a friendship in Laeon, Doctor Wylde's son. I like him, he is a smart kid and funny. It does make me ache for a life I never had, that wasn't in the cards. It does ache a little bit, but I was never meant to be a father. I know my friends would say it isn't to late, but it is for me.

Doctor Wylde, Alexion, is...troubled. But I like him. He has that thousand mile stare now and then. He has seen stuff. He has had to do things. It is so familiar to me. I've seen it in the mirror.

The rest of the medical crew's nice too, although on my shift pattern I haven't seen much of my Chief Medical Officer. I'd like to get to know her, I have never seen someone of her species.

Okay. Time to get out and do some PT before my shift. I wonder if I can beat my time.

Computer, end log.

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