Posted by Ensign Elemirre Serinde (Engineer) in Main Sim - Team 1 Transporter Room - Return To The Bonnie

Posted by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Team 1 Transporter Room - Return To The Bonnie

Posted by Vice Admiral CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Team 1 Transporter Room - Return To The Bonnie
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The young woman from before who they still had not asked for a name from, looked up finally listening a bit. “..You....you have a spaceship? Just like the others! Are you here to put a stop to this terrible war? Just like the Greyhound saviors..” She asked hopefully.

GM CockRoach

El was unsure how to answer that question, and, truth to tell, did anyone have an answer to that? When El looked at her face she saw more than just a glimmer of hope there, and they had the power to quench it or sustain it. A part of El’s mind wanted to say that they - this girls’ people - got themselves into this mess and that that couldn’t keep relying on ‘others’ to pull their butts out of the fire. Still another part figured that they were in this together and that one solution may fix the other. She answered, avoiding the ‘space ship’ question directly. “Whatever happened here trapped us. Maybe by fixing that you too will be helped.” That was a bit of a loaded statement but if she was going to be beamed up too then, well, she would be expecting all the more from them. El worked her memory but could not remember her name. “I’m Elemirre,” she said to the girl. “But just call me El. What’s yours?”
- El, Eng

”..My name is Elm Strea.” She said. She seemed to remain hopeful like earlier. Falling quiet again soon after her reply waiting for someone to decide on what to do next. The twins meanwhile with the armory chief were equally quiet, though that was more to do with their radiation sickness then anything else currently.

GM CockRoach

“Elm. Nice,” El said, thinking that the word association of ‘elm tree’ would fit there well. “Tell me about your home,” she asked. “How did you come to be here, as a people I mean? I’m from Earth. I grew up on an island there. Warm. Lots of trees and plants.”
- El, Eng

”..You are like the Great Saviors! They are from that distant Heaven too!..” She said excitedly. Even the two sickly children were in awe by this declaration.

Rachel stopped her humming and started fidgeting impatiently with her bag “I think introductions can wait until these girls and the lad have had some medical attention” Her head was cocked to the side, added to her crooked Chesire smile made her look more like a curiously amused cat than anything else.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Isaac was not sure why the little girls took a liking to him they both were sleeping peacefully one on his arm and the other on his lap but he didn’t mind then he look over to the doctor “hey doc do you have any Diethylenetriamine pentaacetic acid (DTPA) in your bag. It can help with most types of radiation sickness and it will help the girls to feel alittle better” he asked.

Lt. Isaac Black (AC)

Rachel frowned at the armoury chief “If I had any anti-radiation medicine don’t ye think I would have used them by now” She said turning away and following the group “Besides they’ll need more than that at this point.”

“I agree with the Doc. And other questions can be answered later,” she frowned slightly at El. She had hoped this line of questions wouldn’t come up. “Let’s go.” She got everyone gathered up and once they were ready, started having the Bonnie beam them up a couple at a time. The Doc and most injured going first. She would be in the last group. If the transporters failed, she wasn’t going to be the one choosing who got left behind. As CO, she knew she shouldn’t, but for some reason, this time she couldn’t bring herself not to do it.

Ari CO

OOC: Isaac has spent some time in the military his family is military base. And he seen the effects of radiation poisoning. And he knows of a basic medication that is mainly used for radiation poisoning. He is just not a jar head

Lt. Isaac Black (AC)

OOC: Fine…

El was just not sure what she said but she seemed to have had a certain amount of displeasure from the captain. Maybe she wasn’t cut out for these missions and should just be working her machine shop on the Bonnie. She quieted down and took her place in the beam up queue, her mind back at the ‘ship’ problem of getting around the spatial distortions to let them get out of there. Otherwise they’d be colonizing this wreck of a world .. somewhere. She had best leave the diplomatic chatter with Elm to Roger. He’d be better at grasping the nuances of their language which was close but not quite.

When they beamed up, El took advantage of the away team fleet breaking up to go to a console to check on ship status while awaiting any other orders. If none came she would head to engineering after a brief stop at her quarters to do a quick wash up. If the other team was coming up the chief would be part of any debrief, and she didn’t do anything that others weren’t present for and could speak better into so would be better suited to just get to engineering.
- El, Eng

As they one by one got returned to the Bonnie the Elm was in awe dropping to her knees to grasp El’s legs in a worshipful manner sobbing. “..You.....you are like them! Thank the Saviors!! You are clearly here to save us!” She declared.

El’s mind ran through several different and often conflicted thoughts, but the main one was ‘oh this is embarrassing’. There were four natives from the world here. Three were going to go to the sickbay. “Hey,” she said. “We need to get these over to the .. sickbay. And your leg might want a second look too. Can you help us and carry one of these little ones?” El wanted to distract her; while there was a part of her that kinda liked the adulation this was hardly the time for it.

The children by this point had fallen asleep from their sickness, and their injured officer was still unconscious and in dire need of medical attention very soon if he was to have any chance of survival. Thankfully a medical team for both the children and the officer were on hand with stretchers for moving them.

GM CockRoach

Rachel removed her medical scanner and followed her medics “Get the girls into radiation sickness treatment immediately, put him on the scanner bed, I’ll need to treat his injuries first” Her face set her usual absentminded behaviour disappeared.

Dr. Grey - CMO

El, Eng

Lt. Sanks immediately headed toward his console on the bridge to download the intel he had and finish up his report.
Lt. Sanks, Linguist.