"Figured as much. The sudden evacuation would've left the bureaucrats with no time to appoint someone. I wouldn't be surprised if they don't make it. Well, better get comfortable while I still have time to myself." Doctor Raphael Vitella said before walking around the Medical Bay. It was brighter and shinier and cleaner than the Med-Bay on the shipyard, its equipment looking new and unused. "Looks like they spared no expense." Doctor Vitella said to himself right before he heard footsteps. "Looks like I will need to get started earlier than expected." Raphael thought as he got to his post. 

"Excuse me, Raph? Do you know where the ship's Chief Medical Officer is?" Doctor Ferdinand asked Doctor Raphael Vitella as he and several other medical personnel. "Unless the station's Chief Medical Officer is onboard, I will have to fill the role until I'm dead or the captain finds someone better." Doctor Vitella answered as he looked at his colleague. "The senior staff in administrative roles bought the farm, for lack of a better term." Doctor Ferdinand said to Raphael Vitella. "Good. When they arrive, tell them that they are to start working as soon as they can." Vitella said to Doctor Ferdinand before turning his attention to the others. "What the hell are you standin' around for? Get to work! This is triage, not a lecture!" Doctor Vitella said to the rest of the medical staff, his co-workers immediately beginning to tend to the patients in the Medical Bay.