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Sickbay...When the past doesn't match the present...or the future...Routine Maintenance

Posted Nov. 4, 2021, 7:11 a.m. by Lieutenant Devon Rand (Intelligence Officer) (David Shotton)

“And that is when everything went to hell and the Captain got hurt,” The Bajoran Intelligence Officer ended the short story that he had used to fill Nash in on what was going on. Leaning on the console that the Chef Engineer had been using to draw up reports, Rand crossed his arms and adjusted his powerfully built shoulders, aware of the glances of a small number of Engineers as he spoke to Nash. Nash and Rand were two men who had a similar background, in that both of them had a chequered history in Starfleet and both had been Court Martialed. Rand had even been dismissed before being picked up by Starfleet Intelligence and with Nash most people knew the story of how he had disobeyed orders and gotten the Starship he was in temporary Command of destroyed in combat. The reasons Kelly had picked up both of these two was lost to most of the crew, but both of them had their own reasons to be here.

“The bulk of them are in the Brig after the firefight in the Transporter room under the Security Chiefs watchful eyes,” Rand continued, “Lauren had some business in there taking samples for some reason, but that’s the other part,” he paused slightly, “they have taken a girl along with the Captain to the Medical wards, she was apparently injured in the fight as well enough to require emergency surgery. They even have a couple of Security gorillas standing watch over the bed in Sickbay itself despite the bio-contamination fields like she’s going to grow claws and rip everyone apart, probably the Security Chief being overzealous again but the Captain’s in recovery as well.”

“So I know that the Sickbay is due to have diagnostics done on the fields, but how about you bring that check forward seeing as we have the Captain and a guest from gods-knows-where visiting. I’m likely going to be caught up with Intel for the next day or so, so it would do me a solid of you could check on Lauren as well.”

Pushing himself to his feet, Rand grinned and clapped the Chief Engineer on the shoulder. “Thanks, I’ll owe you one, drinks on me next time I see you in the lounge, alright.”

Lt Devon Rand, Intel


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