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Posted Oct. 26, 2020, 6:51 p.m. by Lieutenant Tija Aizala (Visitor) (Silke Fahl)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Achilleas Petrakos (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab

Posted by Ensign Iyun Riani (Scientist) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab
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Solal, still wearing his own hat, shrugged to Tija. “I had not been aware of the… situation when I was dragged into this mess.” He told her. “But I have been… doing my best to keep things under control here.” He said. With a quick glance about, he could safely say he had not done a great job on that front.

~ Solal, Doctor

With her lips pressed into a thin line Tija listened to everyone in the room, while also paying close attention to their movements and body language. None of them did or said anything threatening, yet she started to feel more and more uncomfortable and if she was being honest with herself: a little anxious. After all, one wrong move and the so far calm situation could escalate. Shifting her gaze briefly towards Solal again, she gave him a nod and said curtly, “Thank you Doctor.”

At that moment, Ria used the other woman’s momentary distraction to close the remaining distance while putting hot glue on one of the nurse’s caps in her hand. with a sweet smile she tried to place the hat on Aizala’s head. Or helmet, really. But just as she lifted her arms Tija placed the hypospray swiftly on her neck and injected her with the antifungal, hoping that it would work and that the young scientist, or any of the other people in the room, wouldn’t react violently.

~Ensign Iyun, The Mad Hatter & Lt. Tija, Doctor (med. leave)

Duvosa looked up, noticing Tija using a hypospray on Ria. “What was that?” She asked curiously, still not making a move to get up from where she was seated, and still holding her teacup in one hand. “What did you just inject her with?”

-Duvosa, a card guard

Achilleas’ visage hardened as whoever was in the EVA suit injected something into Ria. His rational mind knew that whoever that was likely didn’t mean her any harm but he was running off of instinct and emotion and right now his emotions were screaming at him to protect her. So while ignoring the immense pain from his busted leg, he pushed away from the table behind him and charged towards the space suited hypo wielder.

Petrakos, the March Hare

The affects of the hypo spray were fairly quick, or at least they worked as intended. After a moment of lightheaded disorientation Iyun would start to come to her senses and realize she was just engaged in one of the most awkward living dreams in the history of the starbase.

GM Wombat

Dropping everything she was holding, Ria reached instead for Aizala’s arm to steady herself as everything seemed to spin a little. For a brief moment her brown eyes met the other woman’s green ones before she quickly dropped her gaze and stared at her feet while also letting go of her arm. “I’m sorry,” she said in a soft voice as blood rushed to her face. She felt beyond mortified, thinking of everything she had said and done in the last … however long it had been. Why had she been behaving that way?

While she was often rather curt and on the point, Tija could be kind and gentle and had better bedside manners than most people thought. “You should sit down. Dr. Grayson will explain everything,” she replied just as softly, placing her hand gently on the younger woman’s shoulder for a moment. She knew that the young woman would be in good hands and from the look of it, she had her work cut out with everyone else.

Stepping in front of Grayson and Iyun, Tija blocked Petrakos path towards them. She didn’t need her tricorder to know that he was injured and thus didn’t really consider him a thread. But adrenaline could make people do the seemingly most impossible things. So she wasn’t going to take any chances and certainly didn’t let her guard down. Her voice level, yet clearly audible throughout the room and ringing with authority, she said simply, “We are here to help you. You, and a number of other people on the station have been infected by an airborne fungus that makes you hallucinate. We have developed an antifungal. That is what I injected her with. We will treat all of you and then I’ll also treat any injuries you may have.” At those words her gaze fell on Petrakos and she hoped that he would listen to her.

Confusion and concern written all over her face, Ria tried to peer around Aizala’s back. She felt herself getting close to an anxiety attack and yet found herself unable to do any of the grounding or breathing techniques that usually helped her. First she needed to know that Achilleas was alright. Her breathing was fast and shallow and she was trembling slightly as she tried to catch his eyes.

~Ensign Iyun, Scientist & Lt. Tija, Doctor (med. leave)

Achilleas stumbled to a stop as he could see that Ria was okay if a bit shaken. Aizala’s words echoed in his mind as the rational side took it in and the influenced side fought to keep the momentum of emotions going. The sheer need to protect faded away as he realized Ria was fine and with that came an intense exhaustion and pain. With a muted gasp of breath, his weight shifted off of his bad leg but still he slumped to the ground in a heap.

Petrakos, the March Hare

With her gaze fixed on Petrakos, taking in everything about him, Tija instantly hurried to his side and knelt down next to him almost at the same instant as he hit the ground. She swiftly pressed the hypospray against his neck to administer the antifungal while asking, “I’m Doctor Tija. Can you tell me your name and do you remember what happened to your leg?” she asked, her voice calm and soothing. She made eye contact for a brief moment to reassure him. Her tricorder still in her other hand, she removed the little node and started to scan him slowly and methodically; her gaze now fixed on the tricorder’s screen.

~Lt. Tija, Doctor (med. leave)


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