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Main sim Sickbay

Posted June 28, 2022, 11:03 a.m. by Commander Shedda Mal'athar (Executive Officer) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in Main sim Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) in Main sim Sickbay

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in Main sim Sickbay
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“Wait,” Jasmine said and moved over the replicator. A beam of light showed and the medical chief came back with a small toy medical kit, a large jar of lollipops, and a white lab coat with the designation for the Manhattan over one pocket and the symbol of Kobliad medical over the other. “I think I could use six more sets of hands.” Bending down she came eye level with Koro. “Do you think you could help me, your mom, and your grandma? I could really use someone to help me check people in and out. I also need someone to man the candy jar. Do you think you could sit with Shavonne over there at the desk and help us?”

Koro looked between his mother and grandmother and nodded wit vigour. Though just a toddler, he appeared older and Kobliad development moved a slightly faster clip than Humans. Besides he liked watching people work.

It never did any good to separate families. Jasmine had no idea how much help they might need so she wasn’t going to toss it away. She also knew Sair would continue to worry over Koro. It was natural. She was his mother. Having the child with them if another blip happened meant Sair could immediately check on her son.

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Kel took the coat from Jasmine, though she was a nurse not a physician. It signified an immediate trust she found interesting and heartwarming. Whatever she could do, she would. “Just point me at where you need me and I can follow your treatment protocols.”

“You are a doctor too right,” Jasmine handed her a tricorder. “I am not sure what the protocols are right now so anything you come up with yell it out. The most important thing is keeping everyone calm.”

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Kel shook her head. “No, ER nurse. My daughter’s the full doctor,” she said, not miffed at all by the mix-up. “I’ll just get stuck in. I’ve been in a lot of medical spaces and the supply systems are never that different. I’ll figure out your quick and ask if I can’t find anything.”

Sair gave Wynter a warm smile and a nod, appreciative of helping her find a solution that allowed them to work and not worry about Koro.

~Sair Songz & Family

Pulling out a chair to the front, Shavonne set up a small folding table and laid a PaDD on it. In a large script, she wrote Dr. Koro and propped it up so everyone could see it. “Com’mere baby,” she patted the chair with a warm smile. “You got some work to do Dr. Koro.” The warm,rich tones of her deep alto voice were soothing to most that came in the room. It was why she was such a great nurse and why Cochrane put up with her spicy attitude at times. When the Washington sisters spoke, it harkened to a time when one was younger and being addressed by a grandmother or elderly aunt who thought they hung the moon and would murder anyone that dared tried to prove different.

Lavonne and Shavonne Washington

The toddler tracked the nurse with curious eyes and at least seemed to be interested at the game at hand.

~Sair Song, CNS & Co. (and a small bump for Gene)

Meanwhile, the lilac-haired Kobliad moved over to Nancy, whom Jasmine had mentioned going back to puberty and gave her a sympathetic smile. “How are we holding up?” It had to be disconcerting for anyone to suddenly be a different age physically than they were, and working with patients would keep her mind off her own problematic health state.

~Sair Songz & Co.

A moment of vertigo struck everyone but for Brian and Nancy who were laying down already. Then it passed. Nancy rubbed at the skin on her arm. “I have no idea what happened. Can I go back to what age I was? Am I going to bounce about looking like .. what? A toddler?” She looked at Brian? “An old lady?”
“Steady on,” Brian called over. “Young at heart. Ish.”
“What happens if we revert around to being .. before I was born?” Her face flashed with fear. “As it is it might not be so bad knowing ‘then’ what I know ‘now’ in a way if we don’t move about more. What is going on, Counselor? I’m a science tech but this seems science fiction stuff. Like out of some old space holo.”
- Wookiee

It took Sair a moment to recover from the wash of vertigo and she could all but feel her mother’s concerned gaze upon her. But instead, Sair sat on the edge of Nancy’s bed and gave the woman a rueful smile. “It does at that. I don’t know what’s going on but I do know that while I’ve only been here a short time, this crew is resourceful and will do everything they can to figure it out.” She reached a hand out and rested it on Nancy’s. “I also know that we’re in this together, okay? I know it’s hard, the uncertainty. I understand what it is like, and there is no easy fix for that fear. It’s okay to be scared,” she said, almost as if she were reminding herself as well.

Glancing up at the biobed readings, Songz was trying to decipher if there was something there they had initially missed. The nice thing about having been an emergency room doctor before was that she was very well used to working on a time crunch.

~Sair Songz, CNS

While Nancy put on a brave face her readings did show stress. “Yeah,” she said, not that convinced as she glanced over to Brian. “I’m younger. He’s older. Tomorrow it could be the other way around. Not knowing. I don’t know. I’m the science girl here. Shouldn’t there be some way to shield this?” She snorted suddenly. “Yeah, shield time. My mom would have loved that. Half her life was battling age. She’d have loved to be in my place now.” She paused. “Sorry, I’m babbling. I thought I left that behind when I was,” she laughed. “when I was a teen.”
- Nancy

Sair reached out and rested a hand on Nancy’s arm. “This would be disconcerting for anyone. I know what it’s like to not be able to trust what’s happening to your body and it can be scary. But we’ll get through this.”

She withdrew her hand. “For now, let’s focus on something we can do. You’re a scientist, I’m a doctor by training, maybe we can brainstorm ideas about what’s going on. I should get an update from the bridge soon, and maybe that will give us something to work with. You might appear as a teenager Nancy, but you have all your knowledge and experiences. Maybe we can put them to good use?”

~Sair Songz, CNS

Nancy appeared to wrestle with her thoughts for a minute while staring at her fingers. She flexed them and rubbed them together before turning her attention back to the Counselor. “You’re right. Get me a PaDD or tablet or something to connect to the computer and let’s see what’s out there.”
- Nancy

“Can do,” Sair said, patting Nancy’s arm.

She moved off to find a PADD, and stopped next to Jasmine. “We might not be able to do much about their condition just now, but I think I can keep her distracted for the time being. Nothing like a good mystery to grab people’s attention. Anything new from the bridge?” Her medical brain was wracking itself trying to figure out how this was possible, but at the end of the day this was likely not their department’s issue.

~Sair Songz, CNS

As Sair was away Nancy was restless. “Hey, Brian,” she said, waving. “What do you think this is about?”
Brian had been looking worriedly in the direction of his departed nurse and was grateful for the distraction. He shook his head. “Temporal things are usually linear. Forward. Back. This seems more chaos theory. You younger. Me older. Some can’t tell a thing.”
“I did a paper on Temporal Investigations. They usually just complained about Kirk in their declassified stuff. It wasn’t much help but one thing I did find out was that time was twitchy. Kinda wibbly wobbly. Someone used that and it stuck.” She was looking at her fingers.
“So it could be .. more than one?” Brian frowned.
“They seemed to not really know much about it but for the effects.”
“If it is originating somewhere, if one drops a rock in the lake the wave goes out. A small pebble makes a small wave. Big one is bigger.”
“So it’s about the source?”
“It’s gotta come from somewhere. These things don’t just happen. Someone dropped a rock.”
“This seems more something that Q would do.”
Brian looked about as though his nurse might be Q in disguise.
- Wookiee

Sair returned with the PADD and a stool and handed the device to Nancy while setting the stool between Brian and Nancy. Taking a seat she hoped she wouldn’t be in the way, but the other side of both patients was free for the other medical staff to do what they needed. “So, can I help brainstorm? I’m a counsellor, yes, but before that I was an emergency room physician who dealt a lot with the effects of our genetic disorder, so I’m pretty good with genetics, albeit the Kobliad-variety. So, where do we start?”

~Sair Songz, CNS

Nancy tapped a nail against the PaDD. “Counselor, is there any consistency to the time variations? Some seem more. Some less. But is there any statistics where people are in a kind of time group?” She scrunched up her face. “What I mean is, genetically, are there people who aged or decreased by similar lumps in time? I’m not sure if anyone has been tested this way or not yet. Brian mentioned linear. But do you think that linear could be say, like multiple waves? One person is affected by one and has a age variation of X. Another perhaps is affected by two and so has 2X for variation?”
Nancy

Intrigued, Sair gazed at Nancy, her eyes narrowing as she through things through. “It would be hard to plot the statistics on it unless we got scans of the crew. But we have a good subset here already. We Kobliads all moved forward it seemed.” Drawing in a breath with a realization, she nodded. “Okay, so unless there is another event, we have to work with the information we have already.”

Songz waved her mother over and the dark haired Kobliad joined them. She quickly explained the idea but Kel frowned. “But where does that information get us? How does it help us?’

Sair sighed. “I don’t know. But right now the lack of information makes it difficult to do anything. Can you grab me another PADD?” Kel nodded and retrieved the device, gathering information from the system. “Okay, so let’s take the readings we have for everyone in here first. We can gather more data but… I’m going to have it sorted by species and see if that plays a role in the reaction. If not, then maybe there is a different genetic component we can look at.”

~Sair Songz, CNS

Through the ship’s comm =/\=Mal’athar to sickbay. Status report?=/\=

Mal’athar, XO


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