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Posted March 29, 2021, 10:06 a.m. by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) (Gene Gibbs)

Posted by Civilian Vorraye Anders (Diplomatic Attache) in Main Sim - Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Sickbay

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay
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Shon nodded wordlessly to Commander Rollo, though he was obviously not certain enough of that fact for such a short answer to suffice. He appreciated the concern, and after all this he’d need to make an appointment with her anyways, regardless of if he had just bumped consciousnesses with the specter or not.

Finally Shon’s mouth moved to form words. “Sir, can you tell us your name? Do you know where you are?” Eyes open meant little after a medical emergency like that… Ensign Baht needed to make sure the man was not brain-dead before celebrating. He left the response to the captain to his department head, and although he was inclined to move to help Hone off the floor, he had to attend to the critical patient first.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Raye had been watching silently, having come in quietly to observe and not interrupt.

As the display ended and folks started recovering, she tapped her comm to reply to the Captain. “Sir, Anders here. I believe Tov has reacted to the..umm.. stimulus. They’re checking him now. But something happened.” Her voice, slightly frayed around the edges like she wasn’t sure what she wad describing, paused a moment before finishing. “It seemed like Tov’s energy self was racing out for Baht, sir. Give us a moment to sort this out, sir.”

=/\= Same thing happened here, Ms. Anders. Let the CMO know she will have another visitor shortly. =/\= came the Captain’s reply.

Unsure how to help, Raye stepped slightly closer to Zef. “Something tells me this wasn’t normal. Did you experience anything like this with them?” The idea of the energy beings being a bit more than mere nighttime spectres seemed more and more likely the more she watched.

Vorraye Anders
Diplomat

OOC: Very sorry for my absence. I have been having cluster migraines for lack of a better term. Pain that just goes on and on and on.

IC:
“I’m not sure what everyone else saw, but I thought the entity acted in a hostile manner. Nothing like that happened between me and the entity I came into contact with.”

—Rollo, CNS

Cochrane, CO

Ensign Baht stifled a curse under his breath at the news from the bridge. Had he just caused all three of their guests to disassociate from their bodies? Or was it something else that had just so happened to be well-timed… if that were the case, then it was by sheer luck that Tov was still alive and had nothing to do with their intervention. And if he did cause the collective shock… well, that raised all sorts of new and complex questions.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Tov spoke. It was not a strong voice but it held, and was with a simple question. “Where am I? I remember driving.”
- Tov

Ensign Baht failed to contain a sigh of relief. Tov was awake, alert. Some short term memory loss was to be expected. “You’re aboard the Federation Starship Manhattan, orbiting your homeworld. I’m Ensign Baht, and this is Doctor Wynter.” Shon wanted to continue with the pleasantries and make sure the patient was acclimated, but they had woken him up so violently for a reason, and there was no reason to delay now that he was awake. “Mr. Tov, you’ve been unconscious for some time. Just a couple seconds ago, it seemed as if… some incorporeal part of yourself was detaching from your physical body. Do you remember that, or did you have any dreams along those lines while you were under?”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Tov shook his head slowly. “Nothing,” he said after a few seconds.

The Captain’s voice came over the comms, his tone urgent and not happy. =/\= Cochrane to Sickbay. I don’t know what is happening there, but Mr. Tov has information we need. Sending you a map of the planet. Once he is awake, I don’t care how he feels, you show this to him and ask him what is significant about this site. We need that information twenty minutes ago. =/\= A few seconds later, a file arrived in Sickbay, and a PaDD near Baht beeped.

Cochrane, CO

Shon twitched at the captain’s request. The stress of the situation was getting to him, and he had to resist slapping his comm badge to respond with a snarky remark. The impulse was unlike him, but these were extenuating circumstances. Shon had been through a lot in the last twenty-four hours, so he gave himself some grace for the increased agitation.

With a deep breath in through his nose to calm himself, Ensign Baht swiped the PaDD with the file of the map and held it up for Tov to see. “Does this mean anything to you, Mr. Tov?”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Tov looked to take a moment to focus on the screen. Baht could see his eyes moving over it as though looking for connections, then his face twisting in concentration. “That looks like S’aai Mar. It’s an ancient holy site, or so they think. Buried for millennia. Not many interested in that now. Why do you ask?”

Then he looked at Baht and the others. “Do you have anything for a headache?”
- Tov

Ensign Baht sighed in relief. At least the procedure had been worth something, although how much exactly was yet to be determined. He spun away from Tov and walked away a few paces before tapping his comm badge, leaving the chief medical officer to administer whatever painkillers she deemed appropriate. =/\= Ensign Baht to the bridge. Mr. Tov identified the structure as an ancient holy site known as S’aai Mar, which has been buried for millennia. =/\= Shon tried to remember if he had seen any mention of the site in the medical archives, but at the moment he didn’t believe he had…

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

=/\= Mr. Baht, ask him if there are any historical events or fables concerning time travel or time distortion. We have a massive amount of chroniton activity all over the planet, and there is a spike at that location that is trying to pull the Manhattan into the planet like another vessel from long ago. =/\= Cochrane replied and then there was a pause. =/\= And ask him if there are any stories from that site, from S’aai Mar, concerning other worldly beings. =/\=

Cochrane, CO

Shon scampered back to Tov’s beside and presented the PaDD once again. “Mr. Tov, does S’aai Mar’s history involve any mention of or allegory for time travel or time distortions? We’re detecting chroniton activity originating from the ruins. Or does S’aai Mar have any association with otherworldly beings, even if they’re just myths and rumors?” Shon had almost no idea what he was actually saying or why he was asking about those specific details, but if the captain wanted the question asked, he’d ask it.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Tov shook his head slowly. “S’aai Mar means ‘Place of Decision’. Back far back we held different beliefs.” He paused. “Today most don’t believe in anything beyond the day to day, maximizing life in that period when we are awake and able. Night is night. We know that our .. other halves are free then but nobody knows what that means.” He paused to think, closing his eyes as what looked to be a flash of pain crossed his features. “It is believed, or was, as few pay any attention to it now, that every so often the Monks of S’aai Mar as they were called would poll the spirits at the point of intersection .. it’s hard to explain .. there were times, rare, when we were awake and the spirits were awake, and they would speak of the future of our people.” He shrugged. “There were other sites around that were considered notable but that was one of the important ones. Used to be fascinated about that when I was young.”
- Tov

Shon did his best to process what he was hearing, but to him it did not sound entirely helpful. Still, in case it was relevant to someone who had access to more of the puzzle pieces, Ensign Baht touched his comm badge again. =/\= Ensign Baht to the bridge. Mr. Tov says that S’aai Mar means ‘Place of Decision’ and that in the past there were people known as the Monks of S’aai Mar who could communicate with the… spirits that leave their bodies at night. When both halves were awake they would speak about the future of their peoples. That’s all, sir. =/\=

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

There was a pause before the Captain’s voice replied. =/\= Ensign, did he say peoples? As in plural? =/\= Cochrane asked.

Cochrane, CO

Shon blinked and furrowed his brow in thought. =/\= Uh… no, sir. That might have been an slip on my end. But for what it’s worth, my theory is that they’re separate beings. =/\=

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

“What about that place?” Tov asked. “What are .. chronitons?”
- Tov

Raye frowned. So their inner beings used to be able to work alongside their physical selves. That made sense, in an odd way. Had the arrival of the Manhattan drawn upon an old power and kicked on some battery in the planet that now they were caught in?

She waited while the Doc got Tov something for his headache and stepped forward. “You mentioned a place of decision. Were those decisions about intruders? Perhaps that’s what has happened? Maybe some kind of planetary defense system?” She didn’t speak out loud on the rest of her thought, yet. Perhaps the planet thought the Mangattan had stolen their ‘people’ and was trying to keep them from leaving. It was a long shot, but being a person who wasn’t trained in science or mechanics, her brain was free from limits and science to keep from thinking such thoughts.

Raye
Diplomat

Tov quietly and slowly took the pain reliever, and evidently was taking that time to think. “No, as far as we knew there was no others out there until after we .. briefly .. ventured out into space.” He gave Raye a ‘look’ of skepticism. “You think the planet is alive?” By his tone he thought that was silly. “I feel now a .. pull .. to be home. It’s like being on a long holiday and that feeling of just wanting to be home because good things will be there. Isn’t that funny.” Were he able to, but in the ‘tone’ it might be akin to say a Vulcan in stages of pon farr while being away.

“How do your people .. grow? Who decides the course of your people? It was rumored that it was at S’aai Mar that it happened.”
- Tov


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