Posted by Cadet Aaron Williams (Doctor) in Main Sim - Cargo Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Cargo Bay

Posted by Gamemaster Foreboding Madness (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Cargo Bay
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Henry stood at the door, his eyes widening in shock. Thankfully, the Academy didn’t graduate personnel who couldn’t handle unique situations. He snapped into action, grabbing his personal phaser with one hand and touching his commbadge with the other. =^= Rodier to all Security personnel, enact Procedure E-3, Cargo Bay 1. Rodier to Bridge, colonists under attack by unknown creatures. Engaging with your permission. =^= There was a clear tension in Henry’s voice, indicating haste.

He gestured to the two NCs and one NE behind him, who all took up an assault formation at the door, phasers already out and set to heavy stun. He could only hope the standby security officers headed to his location via Procedure E-3 would be as prepared as these three were.

~ Lt. jr. gr Rodier - COS

Miya tightened her sweat-slicked grasp on her tricorder, wishing it was a phaser, and dragged her gaze away from the scene in the cargo bay to focus on Lieutenant O’Connell. “O-once we’re cleared to go in … who should we tend to first, sir?” She kept her voice as steady as possible, but her rapid breathing and pallor indicated the tension she was experiencing. Silently, she started to pray to the Prophets; they may be light years away in the Celestial Temple, but she believed in the power of their influence.

[Cadet Ven Miya - doctor]

Ari stood staring at the scene before her. It was like being in an old horror holonovel…blood and gore…screaming. The sort of primal screaming that only comes when someone knows they are about to enter a fight for their lives or worse still, die.

“No one…” she said weakly, and then cleared her throat trying for a more confident tone. “…not yet. Not until the safety of our officers can be assured…” she said.

The familiar hum and light from a successful transport that filled Dael’s ears had quickly been replaced by screaming. At first he was worried that something had interfered with the transport and there had been some sort of incident. Before he managed to pull his tricorder from the toolkit in his hands though, the pain hit his head like a brick to the head. The mental wave of terror and pain swept across his Betazoid mindscape, causing him to look up and see that it wasn’t the transport after all. Or at least, not what the transport had done to the colonists, but what else it had brought with them.
“Rings of Betazed…” he muttered and quickly started out of his shock. The Chief of Security and his team focusing on what was in front of them helped blot out the chaos swarming his mind by focusing on them. That’s what he had to do now, focus. He walked over to the console near the Cargo Bay door and signaled for his techs to step back. He turned to Rodier.
“When your team is ready, I’ll drop the field.”

-Lt jg. Dael Stadi, CE

In the time it took the COS to ask permission to engage the threat, one of the feeble colonists died under a creature’s attack. Another pool of blood began to form under their cooling body. A fresh wave of screams came from the group of colonists. The one being dragged away was able to land a solid kick against her abductor’s head though and got free. She scrambled on hands and knees back towards the safety of the group but her assailant roared in rage after recovering from the blow and moved to catch her.

GM Madness

=/\= Engage. =/\=

Bile began to rise to the top of Henry’s throat. Taking a quick breath, he used the exercise learned long ago after a particular Academy drill, forcing it back down. As soon as the Chief heard the Captain’s reply, he half-spoke, half-yelled to Stadi, “NOW.”

=^= Computer, can we isolate the colonists bio signature from the other creatures and separate them by erecting a containment field around either bio signature?=^= she asked wildly

Lt O’Connell
CMO

=/\= Bridge to O’Connell. We are attempting to get a lock on the colonists’ life signs to prepare them to transport directly to Sickbay. We will transport you and the other medical providers at the same time. =/\=

• Davis, CO (crosspost)
  The lack of action and the screams were getting on Aaron’s nerves. He couldn’t stand without doing anything to help, and yet he had to wait for instruction, a tricorder in his hand. He felt useless in this situation.

Thinking of it, he would largely prefer to run toward the colonist and thought the creatures than just waiting, as the creatures took the colonist bodies as their meal.

If there is any God, any sentient and omnipotent force among us, thought the Cadet, please end this madness.

Cadet Aaron Williams

A focus, something to focus on. You’re a Starfleet officer. You’ve always been able to block out others thoughts before, you just need a focus. The screams and cries from the colonists filled his ears and were like a wave field distortion in his telepathic brain. But through it all, Dael was able to make out the Chief Medical Officer make a suggestion to the computer. She’s keeping a level head and you’re not Dael. Of course she’s keeping a level head, she’s a doctor, if she lost her head with screams and gore it’d be a bad day in Sickbay. I’m not a doctor....That’s right you’re an engineer. So think like an engineer. This is a problem, find a solution. Despite the migraine in the making all the trauma trying to bleed into his brain was nursing, Dael thought through several scenarios and found something. That’s it, focus.

“They may be too close to the creatures for containment fields… It’s worth a shot though.” he said thinking out loud as his fingers moved across the console next to the Cargo Bay doors. “While the computer figures that out, and I’m glad the Bridge is working on transporters, I can’t do much of that from here, what I can do is influence the cargo bay. I’m setting the force field around the entrances to the bay to respond to our signals from our commbadges. Anyone who’s medical, security and senior staff will have the fields drop for them and reappear behind them once their through. Eliminate any need for someone to man controls and get teams in their quicker to help.... I can adjust it to more clearance once this is over. If the computer can identify the distinct bio signs, I’ll be ready to see if more containment fields can give some isolation.” He spoke quickly in almost one continuous run on sentence to no one in particular, just another way to keep his focus as he inputted commands into the panel, keep the screams out. As he finished making the programming adjustments he turned to the medical staff present.

“Doctors, I’m not familiar with the colonists biology, nor those....creatures.... and I of course yield situational discretion to your team and security in this type of matter but would flooding the cargo bay with anesthezine be a viable option without further risking their lives?” Barely taking a breath Dael spit the long and formal sentence out in his same stream of thought as his out loud thinking had been. He wasn’t really registering his diction at the moment, in the focus to take himself out of the situation and approach things as he could, it seemed to just be coming out that way. All he was allowing himself to think of was solutions.

Lt. jg Dael Stadi, CE
Looking at Lieutenant Stadi, Aaron put himself together and tried to look confident: “That…um, that depends on the condition of the patient, Lieutenant. Or the creature.” He took a moment to look at the colonist, thinking about the type of anesthetic and the living one condition. Focusing on a goal and trying to find a solution helped him to relieve some stress, even if the situation was still horrible.

OOC: Some good thoughts.

While there was a much better sensor reading of the colonists in the cargo bay, this excluded the ones in close proximity of the creatures. It appeared as if the creatures themselves were the source of the sensor disruption. The five colonists within close proximity to the creatures could not be locked onto individually for transport and raising a forcefield to separate the last one alive from the creatures wasn’t possible. The rest of the group could be surrounded by a forcefield and protected by further attacks, but that wouldn’t do anything for the last survivor under attack.

GM Madness

OOC: I was waiting to see if I could get some Security Cadets in on this, but I do apologize for the delay. I’ve had to insert a reply again, I hope you all don’t mind.

IC:
Rodier stood before the door, his phaser held firmly in his right hand, with his left held up in a fist to signal his team. He was aware of the distinctive heavy footsteps of NC Kyos behind him, bringing the total force up to five, but he dared not turn as he waited for the forcefield to fall.

~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - COS
Turning to Lieutenant Rodier, Aaron said: “According to our situation, I would recommend anesthizine for colonist in non-critical state. For the critical one, I would choose neurozine to reduce the chance of complication. And for the creatures, I would recommend axonol in gaseous form injected directly inside the force field, since we don’t know how their pulmonary system work. Aesthizine could be injected in gaseous form too. And if we fail in extracting colonists from the field, we could still use the axonol or the anesthizine both for them and the creature.”

“But that will depend on your orders, ma’am”, said the doctor, turning to Lieutenant O’Connell.

Cadet Aaron Williams

Ari ran her hand across her forehead. “A good suggestion Doctor Williams. However, We don’t have enough information to ensure a gas will work on the creatures or how quickly they will metabolise it and getting close enough to hypo is likely to be dangerous. See if you can run a bio analysis scan from here on them.”

She looked at the CoS “Until we know more, I would recommend we erect the force field around the survivors and stun the attacking ones quickly then attempt to contain them and save the survivor.”

She became aware of the fact the captains transport hadn’t seemed to work and repeated herself via the comms.
=^= O’Connell to Bridge. Transport seems to have failed the creatures attacking seem to be giving off some sort of interference. I would recommend we try to erect a force field around the survivors and enter to stun the attacking ones quickly then attempt to contain them and save the survivor.=^=

Lt O’Connell
CMO