B. Socom

Depends...if I wasn't a red shirt, then it would probably be TOS. If I was, then maybe DS9 or TNG. That about says it all.

"Initiations" A Joint Log between Praxxis and Socom ---------------- ...continued from sim Praxxis noticed that the discussion between him and Socom was beginning to draw the attention of other individuals in the medical bay and decided it might be prudent to relocate. "Doctor will you join me in the medlab please?" he asked somewhat sternly and motioned towards the adjacent lab behind them. "Fine." He answered, then turning to see half the medical staff looking at them. ”Get back to work!” he shouted before moving off. Praxxis followed him into the medical lab and waited for the doors to close. "May I speak freely?" he asked doing his best to maintain his calm despite the maelstrom of emotions churning around inside him just this moment. Socom simply nodded. “Go ahead.” "You were way out of line in there. You do not have the right to treat a patient, much less my patient against their will. It is a violation of practically every medical oath you've ever taken, it is immoral, it is unethical, it is wrong! And don't you think for one moment that just because you've got one more pip on your collar than I do means that I'm going to stand by while you go about such business." Praxxis’s tone was level but also somewhat forceful, he wanted to make it very clear that he wasn’t going to stand for this but also not come across as being disrespectful or insubordinate, a very thin line to walk indeed. "No, I figured you would respond.” Socom answered back immediately, clearly un-phased by the challenge. “Personally, If it's helping someone prevent possible injury or death, then I could care less about the oath.” For a moment, Praxxis was certain he hadn’t heard that right and he realized suddenly that his eyes had grown wide with shock. He took a moment to compose himself before continuing, now clearly shaken that a man such as this could have made it into Starfleet medical practice. "With all due respect doctor, if that is your mindset, then you are not fit to practice medicine on board this ship or anywhere else for that matter. The oaths are the basis of medical practice. What you just did in there is nothing short of assault. You forcibly injected that man with medication that he neither wanted nor needed." Praxxis was fuming but trying very hard to keep himself under control despite it. "Your duty doctor is to diagnose a patient, inform him of your diagnosis, inform him of the possible ramifications of that diagnosis and then recommend treatment. However if the patient then refuses that treatment, then that's it, end of discussion. You can try to persuade him otherwise, but unless he is incapacitated, or mentally incompetent and incapable of making the decision himself, you cannot treat him against his will. Period." "I know my duty.” Socom replied dismissively. “I have been doing this for quite awhile now. I know he refused treatment, however I wasn't going to let his ignorance get in the way of his health and well being.” "That is not your decision to make!!!!" Praxxis practically exploded at the man, he felt as though he were talking to a wall for all the good it seemed to be doing. “Well I made it, didn't I?” Socom responded seeming not to care much one way or the other about the arguments Praxxis was making. “You might want to calm down just a tad as well Doctor.” He said. Praxxis took a moment to collect himself and took several deep breaths until he felt calm enough to continue. "Doctor I feel that I should inform you that I intend to notify the CMO, Colonel Harper, and Lt Cmdr Jones about this incident and recommend that you be relieved of duty, stripped of your medical license and confined to quarters. I have nothing more to say." Praxxis stood there waiting, not sure how Socom would choose to respond to that statement and wondering if he might have just put his career in jeopardy. In retrospect, he supposed he didn’t care if he had. He wanted nothing to do with a career where such practices as this were permissible. "Fine, I regret to inform you that you have passed this test.” Socom responded smirking a little. Praxxis reacted as though he had just been slapped. He shook his head as though trying to clear it and looked at Socom with a perplexed look on his face, the anger suddenly completely drained out of him. “…Excuse me?” was all he could muster. "Relax Middie.” Socom said now grinning. “Crewman Davies was in on it. In fact I did this to see if you were going to be one of those doctors who couldn't even wipe is own @$$ without help or one that could stand up for himself. Appears you are the latter, and frankly Praxxis, had I found you to be the former I would have found a way to transfer you @$$ out of medical.” Praxxis couldn't help but let out a laugh. He was still a little confused but also tremendously relieved. "Well sir, I suppose I'm glad to find that I hadn't in fact stepped through some temporal distortion and found myself back in the dark ages as I was beginning to suspect." He said it with a grin, the tension in him visibly drained and his calm immediately returning. “Shall we get back to it then?” he asked jerking his head behind him indicating the door back to the main sickbay. “You go ahead, I’ve got something I need to take care of right now.” He responded picking up a couple of PADD’s that he’d set down. He nodded still smiling a little and glad that this situation was done and over with. "Aye sir." He turned and walked out of the lab and back into main sickbay. Socom stood there a moment waiting for the doors to close, he then looked at the first PADD. “It's not over yet, my friend. Test 1 completed. Test 2 begins.” He said smiling inwardly to himself. With that he exchanged PADDs, grabbing the one with his patient info and headed into main sickbay.

should, I used dial up when i first started and it worked fine.

Favorite Non-Trek Television Show: M*A*S*H & Scrubs Favorite Non-Trek Movie: Band of Brothers Favorite Book: Citizen Soldiers Favorite Actor: Alan Alda Favorite Musician: Too Many Favorite Food: Burgers Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Vanilla Favorite Quote: probably this one... "The raising of that flag on Suribachi means a Marine Corps for the next 500 years."-James Forrestal Favorite Car: Ford Mustang Favorite Vacation Spot: Gulf Shores Favorite Academic Subject: Science

my favorites are the Prometheus and Intrepid class.

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that video was funny will

Starfleet Command Personnel File Midshipman Bryan Socom General Information Full Name: Bryan Socom POB: Shi'Kahr, Vulcan DOB: September 2, 2373 Age: 25 Species: 1/2 Human/1/2 Vulcan Height: 6' 5 Marital Status: Single Weight: 175 lb. Eye Color: Green Family: Father: Robert Socom, Human Mother: Lt. (SG) T'Sal Socom (retired), Vulcan Siblings: only child Service Record: Current Rank: Midshipman Current Assignment: USS Agincourt (NCC-81762), Assistant Medical Officer Accepted at Starfleet Academy in July 27, 2392 Graduates Starfleet Academy May 18, 2396 Assigned to Starfleet Medical April 12, 2396, Assistant Medical Officer Third Shift, Rank: Midshipman Assigned to the USS Agincourt on May 18, 2397 as Assistant Medical Officer, Rank: Midshipman Personal History: He was born on Vulcan in the city of Shi'Kahr on September 2, 2373 to T'Sal and Robert Socom. His mother was a half Vulcan and his father was human. His mother was a Midshipman stationed in a Starfleet Medical Facility on Vulcan. He spent two years on Vulcan before my mother was promoted to ensign and reassigned to Starfleet Medical in San Fransisco. The rest of his school like was pretty normal. He was almost always top in my class. He was very active in sports. He played on the basketball, baseball, football, track, and tennis teams every year. When he graduated from high-school, He enrolled into a 2 year college course. The class lasted 12 hours a day on the weekdays and 5 hours on Saturday and it went over every subject each day. When he finished the course, he decided to take a year and try to get a job. A year later, February 26, 2392, he sent an application to Starfleet. On July 27, 2392, he received orders to report to Starfleet Academy. The first year was tough. He had a bit of trouble getting used to life at the Academy. Socom made my first friend, Johnathon Pierce, two days after he arrived. The second year of the Academy and he was used to it. He had made a few more friends and was really enjoying the Academy. On May 18, 2396, he graduated from the Academy. On April 12, 2396, he was assigned to Starfleet Medical with the rank of Midshipman. On May 18, 2397, he was reassigned to the USS Agincourt with the rank of Midshipman. Psychological Evaluation Since Socom is both Human and Vulcan, he struggles a lot on whether to trust his Human side or Vulcan side. Many times he just chooses. He follow most orders when told without questioning them. Socom had many friends throughout Starfleet, mostly the ones made in the academy. He finds it nice to visit the holodeck and play some of his programs when he gets stressed or bored off duty. Medical Evaluation Socom is in good physical shape and exercises often.

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My favorite is Voyager, but DS9 is close. The Dominion War was great. Instead of seeing the usual stuff, there was a war not only fought in space, but on the ground. Made it more realistic.

it is anywhere from $3.00 (rare) to $3.50 (mostly in the middle or higher than it).

I hate them too. Sneezing can get annoying as well.

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I believe it was today that Star Trek Voyager season 1 was released for purchase on iTunes. You can say whatever you would like about this.

I was going to go to the startrek.com message boards and saw this link on the community page. I clicked and... you know the rest