MPT-LS: Year of Hell - Sickbay

Posted July 30, 2021, 6:14 p.m. by Ensign Luran Akunon (Medical Officer) (Nicole Cline)

Posted by Commander Ryder Raauhl (Executive Officer) in MPT-LS: Year of Hell - Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Mwezi (Chief Tactical Officer) in MPT-LS: Year of Hell - Sickbay

Posted by Commander Ryder Raauhl (Executive Officer) in MPT-LS: Year of Hell - Sickbay
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=^= Commander Knox, we’re bringing two casualties to you, I recommend Bio contamination and an RTF team to meet us.=^= Came the voice of the ships second in command later followed by another announcement and things went into motion. =^=Raauhl to the CIC please clear a path from the lounge to sickbay we have two.... Unusual Starfleet personnel in need of medical assistance and both are emitting Tachyon radiation=^=. Though the message was for the CIC the ships communication was now open and it allowed the the medical personnel keep tabs on what was going on.

In his office the dark haired form of Dr Knox had been sitting quietly, his finger steepled under his chin, having an internal discussion with himself. When the call came in there was a moment of mildly dizzying confusion as each part of that conversation sought dominance. It was a quick battle of wills and ended in a similar fashion to how most of them did recently.

=^= Understood.=^= Theodore responded in a calm tone. He then sent a second call.

=^= All duty medical personnel report to sickbay. Incoming casualties. RTF presence requested.=^= he stood then.

Raauhl was first through the doors followed by the RTF personnel carrying two stretchers and the one nurse, “I hope you’re ready its and odd one. We couldn’t risk suing the transporters due to the volume of tachyon radiation” he said to the duty medical personnel. He moved aside to allow them to get to work.

  • Commander Raauhl, XO

As the team entered the sickbay containment protocols initiated. A secondary containment program was ready to run around two biobeds that Theodore directed both stretchers to. He raised one eyebrow in an arch.

“Have hyronalin on standby.” He said to NE Starling who immediately moved off to retrieve the radiation poisoning treatment.

As the new patients were moved onto the beds Theodore turned to regard the XO. “Can you explain their predicament please commander. How did they get this way and are there any further injuries or exposures to them than your team?”

All the Trill could do for his initial response was shake his head, when words did muster themselves they still didn’t provide an answer. “Honestly Doc I wish someone would tell me whats going on, I’m actually hoping you will shed some light on our two arrivals.” Raauhl pointed at the two guests.

He removed his tricorder from his lab coat and began scanning the nearest body, indicating one of the duty medical staff should also do the same to the other.

Dr Knox

Luran was among the first staff to report for the emergency, and as indicated by Dr Knox, began scanning the other patient. As she did, she listened for the XO’s explanation, wanting to know what exactly had happened.

~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical

The medical scanners disclosed much of what was already known. The two were Laleri, of the planet Galdor. The larger individual was male, and was the one wearing the strange Starfleet uniform. He was slightly dehydrated, and scans revealed a hormonal imbalance that they couldn’t make heads or tails of.

The smaller was a female, and she had no signs of Starfleet on her, although there was a patch on the shoulder of her lab-coat which displayed the globe of Galdor along with a short phrase in their native script. She was the worse of the two, being severely dehydrated and emaciated. It was a miracle that she was even alive.

Both patients had tachyon particles emitting from their bodies, although continued scanning showed that the emission rates were dropping off sharply and were likely a result of however they’d arrived on the Leviathan and not an inherent property of the individuals.

The male began to stir, opening his eyes slightly. “Taggart?” He muttered in a ragged, dry voice, reaching out into the air. “Chris, what happened?”

  • Mwezi

Raauhl moved closed, “Who is Taggart?” The XO was carefully not to get to close in case they attacked.

  • Cmdr Raauhl, XO

Theodore’s expression formed a thin line as he surveyed the scan results and the medical panels above both beds. “Both seem to be dehydrated…10ccs of Neodextraline for the male please.” He took the hypo as it was offered to him and administered it before beginning a more detailed assessment of any injuries.

Dr Knox

Mwezi squinted at his strange surroundings, frowning as he felt like it was both familiar and unfamiliar. The smells were human but there were other smells as well. The sounds were like sickbay. The sights were… Blurry. He heard speaking, a question. Who is Taggart? “My… Captain, he’s…” He flinched away from the hypo after it had been administered, looking at Knox with confusion.

“Where am I? What is that?” He demanded, squinting as his vision slowly came back to him. They looked almost like Starfleet uniforms, but they were so grey! There was the insignia over their breasts though. “I’m Lt. Mwezi… of the U.S.S. Chernov. How have I gotten here, this isn’t our Sickbay…”

  • Mwezi

At the mention of the U.S.S. Chernov Ryder eyed Juliette and Luna both of whom had accompanied them to sickbay the message though not communicated verbally was clear. Find out everything about the Chernov. “You are currently onboard the USS Leviathan, how did you manage to bypass our security systems and beam aboard our ship, or did you stow away from the starbase?” He asked, though injured it still remained undetermined whether or not they were friends of foe. Anyone with a bit of common federation education could list of a number of Starfleet ships, wear a uniform and pass off as an officer.

  • Cmdr Raauhl, XO

Mwezi tried to sit up, finding it difficult because of his weakness. He blinked, shaking his head as he looked at these officers in strange uniforms. “I have no idea, Sir,” he looked to the man who had been questioning him, realizing he was too weak to sit up right now and laying back again. He listed off his serial number identification after repeating his name. “I don’t recognize your uniform style so I’m assuming I’ve traveled in time or something of that nature,” he closed his eyes, knowing no more of how he’d gotten here than what the man questioning him knew.

Well, perhaps the Sar-Tep had somehow? He didn’t understand enough about the Sar-Tep project to determine if it was capable of causing time travel… he reached out his sense to Kula, but she was still unconscious. She might know… She might not.

  • Mwezi, patient/intruder

Raauhl was taken a back about hie casual they spoke about time travel, “Is time travel something of a normal routine for you? What year do you think this is?” The XOs head was already spinning, now he had time travel to contest with. Oh Cobb is going to have a fun time writing this report he thought as an after thought.

“And your travelling companion? Who is she?” Raauhl added.

  • Commander Raauhl, XO

“I have no clue what year you’re in, but I’m from 2263,” Mwezi replied. “Thirty years after the temporal incursion of the Narada, and five years since the destruction of Vulcan at the hands of the Romulan, Nero.” The destruction of the Kelvin and of Vulcan was common knowledge among Starfleet in his time. Secondly, the uniforms were not ones that he recognized from history, so he must be in the future. They’d recognize the events from their own history, of course! Little did he know that he’d been transported to not just a different time, but an alternate timeline…

  • Mwezi, patient

Raauhl nodded and made his assumption the person or persons laying on the bed were clearly unwell and not thinking straight. “Right yes ofcourse well. I’ll leave you in the care of our medical staff and once you’re both fit we can discuss things further.” He gave the man a smile before turning to the chief medical officer, “Let me know when they’re ready to be transfered to the brig, or when they start making more sense” he said at a whisper. “I’m going to fill Cobb in with what’s happened and see if there’s any truth to what he just said.”

  • Cmdr Raauhl, XO

Luran was most certain that Vulcan in fact, had not been destroyed, and in a rare moment, the half vulcan’s look betrayed her thoughts. Time travel was one thing. Rare, but not unheard of. But everything else said by the patient was completely absurd. For her own curiosity, she double checked the scan results to see if the patient might be psychotic or delirious. But the level of dehydration made that unlikely, and there was nothing else significant on the scans.

~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical

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