Side-Sim: Proverbs 31:25 - Primary Sickbay

Posted Jan. 25, 2021, 6:21 p.m. by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Emergency Medicine/Chief of Surgery) (Sam Pennington)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Side-Sim: Proverbs 31:25 - Primary Sickbay

Posted by Crewman Octavia (Tegrers) Raain (Medical Student) in Side-Sim: Proverbs 31:25 - Primary Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Emergency Medicine/Chief of Surgery) in Side-Sim: Proverbs 31:25 - Primary Sickbay
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Octavia paced back and forth outside of the primary sickbay, still wearing her short lab coat her hair still falling to one side from her unplanned nap in the arboretum. She could feel that whatever was going on behind the doors. The pent up anxiety inside of her almost wanted to make her cry, but she was better than that, strong than that. The young Trill clutched her PaDD against her chest and entered. There was a hive of activity and at first, she felt like she had entered the wrong place. Doctors and nurses were attending to wounded, this was no place for a medical student to take a call from the Trill Symbiote Commission.

Her eyes darted busily around taking in different scenes, burnt clothing and the moans of the injured assaulted her sense, no this was wrong she shouldn’t be here. Little was she aware that this was just the reason she was here. Ahead of her, she could see a group of doctors huddled around a holographic image. She could make out the faint markings of a Trill and as she did they made eye contact. She fell very still as if being stalked by a hunter.

Octavia stepped back as more heads turned in her direction only to find her way blocked as she bumped into someone, “I’m sorry” She muttered looking to the person who she had clearly obstructed.

  • Crewman Octavia (Tegrers) Raain

Alexis had been called to primary Sickbay to assist. She knew what was going on. It was an interesting idea but wasn’t exactly ethical by human standards. But this was Trill law. She placed a hand on Octavia’s shoulder. “This way crewman. You have a message waiting.” She led the way into the staff area where she could conduct her business in private, then she left to go attend more of the wounded.
Lt Bonner, AMO

Left alone and seemingly ‘out of the way’ Octavia finally breathed. She hadn’t a moment to spare when the holographic image appeared in the centre of the room. It was the same Trill Woman she had seen speaking to the Doctors moments before. “Hello?” She said though her town was more like asking a question, the mystery she hoped behind the reason she was here soon to be revealed.

“Hello Octavia, my name is Enag Taod a counsellor for the Trill Symbiote Comission.” She pointed to a chair in the corner of the room. “Sit down child, we need to have a quick talk and then we must quickly act” She watched and waited for Octavia to sit.

The young Trill looked between the holo-woman and to the chair before slowing moving over to it and sitting down. She straightened out her trousers and looked across the holo-woman who was now also sitting but on a holo-chair. She didn’t even see her move. “I’m not in trouble am I?” She asked steadying her voice. Octavia tried tor recall anything she might have done to cause prosecution from the Commission but came up short.

Enag chuckled and shook her head, “No dear in fact you are being asked to do something only some of us are ever entitled too, you are about to undergo a joining.” Her smile was wide as if she had just dropped the most fantastic news onto the young Trill and to most it was.

“Wait?” Octavia cried out, the cogs in her mind ticking, into overdrive. “but I was told I never would, I have no training I’m not prepared and I don’t want to.” She said resiliently, she had never liked the idea of becoming joined and she had her assignments to complete.

“Please child,” Enag said trying to calm Octavia.

“I am not a child and I don’t have to you, can’t force this on me,” She said clutching to her stomach, Octavia felt the anger boil inside her but realisation started to grow, the injured next door. She knew the next words coming out of Enags mouth before she even said them. she had no choice. If a symbiote life was at risk it was Trill law for a host to be selected.

Enag looked sad and frowned, “I thought someone studying in medicine would want to save a life, in any matter the procedure is only temporary. We have 93 hours before the joining is permanent and we already have a suitable candidate on their way in the next 72 hours plenty of time and no one gets hurt. I promise Octavia, please dont make me make this an order.” She paused as if being spoken to. “I must go, but the Doctors onboard the USS Ogawa are well trained and know what must be done. Good luck and thankyou young Gi… Woman.” The holo emitter went blank and she was left alone but only for a short while as the door opened.

  • Crewman Octavia (Tegrers) Raain

=^=Bonner to Marshall. We need your expertise in primary Sickbay=^=

GALEN informed Alexis when the holo message was over. She entered the room and waited several moments. “Crewman, no one here will force you into a decision. You are healthy and fit, there is no reason for us to choose this to save your life. But this is an internal Trill matter and we can not refuse if you choose to proceed. But we do need an answer.” Alexis didn’t know if Octavia ever wanted to be joined and what this temporary joining would do to her. She made a note to contact psychiatry as well.

Octavia looked down to her stomach and back to the where the holo-Trill Commissioner had been, though her parents lived on Trill her breaking the Law and rejecting this procedure would have a huge effect on her and her families status. She sighed and let out a small whimper before composing herself again. “I have to do this,” She said with a now steely resolve and glazed look. The Commissioner knew what to say, she wouldn’t let someone die on her account.

While they waited several nurses and medics came to the door asking about other patients affected by the accident.
Lt Bonner, AMO

“What do we do now?” The young Trill asked having watched the medics and nurses, she just wanted to get it over with. She knew it would be like nothing had happened and all she’d have at the end of the 93 hours would be a bad headache, not even a scar thanks to modern technology. Nothing could go wrong right?

  • Crewman Octavia (Tegrers) Raain

Drake stormed in, already steeped in a foul mood. “What do we have?” He asked coldly. The day had been long and Drake was not interested in anything par for the course. He saw Alexis, seemingly comforting a young Trill. Perhaps the family of the afflicted.

-Dr Drake Marshall

She looked from the Doctor and then to the woman who was seemingly carting her around. If he was going to be the one doing the surgery she hoped she was going to be put under, talk about bed side manners. She didn’t think it to be her place to speak and waited for the female Doctor to tell her what to do and tell him what was happening, she wasn’t entirely sure herself. - Crewman Octavia (Tegrers) Raain

Alexis called the head nurse in, “Octavia if you follow her she will help you get ready.” After they left she turned to Drake her ire already up. But Drake was the best. “En Raain was killed in an accident. Crewman Octavia is the only other Trill onboard. You will be transplanting the symbiote. Per the Trill symbiote commission Octavia is to be put in an induced coma until the actual host arrives. Then you will transfer the symbiote again.” She handed Drake a PaDD with all the details. “She is being prepped now. Pick your team doctor.” They had a Sickbay full of injured, she didn’t have time to stroke his ego.
Lt Bonner, AMO

“Unless the head nurse is free, I’ll take Nurse Khev with me and Dr Parr from surgical will assist. ETA on the new host? Once the symbiont is in, we have a little under four days to make the switch.” Drake already knew the margin would be slim, if the Trill had selected a new host yet, but asked anyway.

-Dr Drake Marshall

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