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Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)

Posted Feb. 25, 2019, 10:05 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) (Trin S)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Solomon Kane (Tact / Med) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)

Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)
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It had come to the point where the obvious was standing right in front of their faces, waving its hands at the imbeciles who were too stubborn to see it; they weren’t going to find those medical officers. At first, his suggestion seemed absurd, defying the purpose of the drill to begin with. Although, the longer she thought about it, the more sense it made. “All right. There are four different MCI drill programs –each with five sub-programs– suited for a different count of live doctors.” She nodded, gesturing for Kane to follow her back. Once they had returned to Sickbay, she found her way to the wing, retrieving the main PaDD, which had the central information. Snatching another, unused PaDD, she headed over to the mainframe, transferring the data, leaving Kane with an overview of the options. “Each drill has twice the number of patients as it does doctors,” She explained. “They range from battle casualties, mission casualties, warp breaches and otherwise.” She handed the PaDD to Kane, “The choice is yours. Once ordered to the main system, the computer will alter the current scenario to suit your given choice.” It was a rather organized system. Then again, T’Aria was just a tad OCD.

Doctor T’Aria
CMO

Kane scrolled through the scenarios and then a wicked smile came across his face. He was familiar with T’Aria’s background and education. Hematology and surgery specializations. And he was confident enough in his own abilities to handle almost any trauma and EMS needs that could come their way. But he also knew that if he lobbed them a softball they both could easily handle, she would either lose respect for him, which he would not allow if he could help it, or she would make them do another damn drill… or both. So he looked up at her, wicked grin still in place; he leaned in close so that his lips were just centimeters from her ear, and said very quietly “You know… I really like you. A lot. If I didn’t, I would never do this to myself.” and he pressed a button on the PaDD.

The computer activated and a call went out over the Sickbay comms. [O] Attention all Medical Personnel. Mass Casualty Incident Drill Commencing. Repeat. Mass Casualty Drill commencing. All Medical Personnel report to duty stations. This is a drill. Drill commencing in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Attention. Attention. Unknown contaminant detected. All environmental systems isolated. Contamination protocols engaged. Unknown contaminant identified. Isolation protocols engaged. [C]

Kane looked at her and said “We specialize in injury. Thought we may as well brush up on our virology and infection control protocols while we were at it.” and he looked as the Sickbay became a flurry of activity. A few rolled their eyes and began going through the motions, but apparently not fast enough for Kane. “Move it people!!” he bellowed across the bay. “We have a unknown contaminant and multiple infected. Now, get triage done. I wanna full list of symptoms and a roster of those infected as well as their movements for the past 48 hours. Samples need to be taken and sent to the Lab for analysis. Shake your tail feathers! I’m not losing any pretend patients today! Move it!” and he began grabbing random passer-bys and assigning specific tasks.

Kane, Tac / Med

OOC: “Pretend patients.” I love how he had to add in that part. LOL
Time to make up a pretend contaminant. Feel free to add to this, these symptoms are just basic, so the interesting ones can come as a shock to the characters, later.

IC: As Kane bellowed orders out to tell sizeable staff of the Sickbay, the computer compensated for every tasked assigned. Several patients had been devised at the will of the program, each exhibiting a wide variety of symptoms: high fever, severe inflammation, discoloured pigmentation to the skin (somewhat blue in hue {for humans}), fatigue.. and the list went on. Unfortunately for the doctors of the Sickbay, these basic symptoms easily could have pointed towards both a virus or a bacteria, and until those Labs were ‘sent in,’ they would be left in the dark.

The worst of the patients were experiencing the onset stages of severe debilitation; scans would reveal they had elevated and abnormal heart rates, unless the patient was Vulcan, in which case the BPM seemed to drop. Perhaps it had something to do with that green blood of theirs. In addition, they were showing signs of wheezing and shortness of breath, uncontrollable sweating, wavering consciousness, coughing up blood and phlegm, and more.. it was apparent, the closer the doctors looked, that this disease was attacking the cardiovascular and respiratory systems– and it worked fast.

While T’Aria was off triaging with the other doctors, a young Ensign quickly made his way over to Kane. “PA, we have a thirty-two-year-old human male, severe arrythmais, high fever of 104°, sweating.. and a wide array of other things. What concerns me, though, is his skin, especially around his feet and hands is incredibly discoloured, not to mention, his legs and ankles are swelled up like carnival balloons.” He spoke quickly, glancing over at the empty biobed, where the patient was supposedly laying. “Hypoxemia, maybe? Or something cutting off circulation?” He offered the PaDD to the man, which had its fair share of contradiction. Either way, something wasn’t right– whether that meant he didn’t have enough oxygen, or something had cut off the circulation to his legs. Whatever it was, it wouldn’t stop there.

NE Doctor

Kane looked at the data on the PaDD and scowled. “Check his blood oxygen levels. That will determine hypoxia or not. Then set the scanner for a full arteriogram. See if the swelling circulatory in nature, or if he is retaining fluids. Until then, let’s see if Phetetalin has any effect. And monitor that BP and make sure we get a sample of any bladder evacuations. Oh, and get a blood sample to the lab right now. Go go go.” And then he stopped the Ensign. “Wait. You said discolored. What color?”

Kane, Tac / Med

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OOC: Stepping in. I need to find a place to post while I wait.

IC: The CMO told Chris about this and to stop by and check it out. Her got there in time to hear his friend Kane display good sound judgment and smiled. He was trying to be in the back, not to hide but to be out of the way.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

Without turning to look at him, Kane waved the XO away from him. “I do not have time for any of your shenanigans right now, Taggart. I have a pretend outbreak and multiple pretend patients patients in dire pretend distress.” he said with a broad sweeping gesture to the Sickbay as a whole. On many biobeds rested a PaDD, and on the scanners of each bed with a PaDD, readings flashed and warning lights flickered. “If you distract these ne’re-do-wells too much, they are liable to kill every last PaDD in the place. So back off.” It was obvious that ‘drills’ did not rank very high on Kane’s list of “Things I Like To Do”, probably falling somewhere between root canals and having his hair set on fire.

Kane, Tac / Med

OOC: Fixing typos.

“Is there an issue over here, P.A.?” T’Aria inquired as she approached, halted by the interruption of an older Nurse, whose expression was only partially concerned, his awareness of the patient’s imaginary stance essentially trivializing his care.

“Patient C is seizing, Doctor. It seems to be a result of abnormally low blood pressure–.”

“For what reason are you standing around? Give him three ccs of midazolam, immediately. This patient might be the result of a computer-based program, but that does not mean the care give should be any less than you would give to a real patient.” T’Aria’s voice was monotonous, but there was a hint of displeasure beneath her voice. Watching as the Nurse left, muttering something under his breath, she turned back to Kane and Taggart. “It is clear this department is not fond of MCI drills.” Not that she was, either.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Kane walked away without a word in her direction and came to a biobed where the PaDD lights were flashing in an odd sequence. Speaking out loud, but seemingly to himself, he began cycling conditions and symptoms. Pathology and virology were not his strong points, but he also wasn’t stupid and had a head for medicine. ‘Discolored lips… seizures… low blood pressure… sweating, fluid retention and swelling… and this poor bastard is apparently starting to bleed from his nose and eyes…” and his voice trailed off and he stared at the PaDD with an intensity he usually saved for people cutting in line in front of him. Then all of a sudden, his head whipped up and he looked at T’Aria.

“Autoimmune hemolytic anemia!! That’s it! The virus is destroying red blood cells!” and he looked at the nurse he had told earlier to send samples to the lab. “Have them check for…” and he began snapping his fingers on his right hand as he struggled to pull the information he wanted from his brain, “… E. Coli. Strep. Typhoid. Hepatitis. Anything like those, got it?” and then he looked at T’Aria. “Typhoid and strep are the only ones that could be airborne. Strep only if it was modified.”

Kane, Tac / MEd

Nodding, the nurse quickly retreated to the labs in order to pass along the requested information.

“Typhoid would be the logical deduction, specifically due to the high fever and noted cephalgia. However, Streptococcus is a possibility, especially given the general vaccination for the Typhoid strand.” Unless the strand has mutated.. “Once we get the labs back, should they test positive for Typhoid, check for any mutations that might have evaded the vaccine.” Thinking, she continued. “We need to start the patients on prophylactic folic acid and corticosteroids for the AIHA. If that is the underlying issue connected to Typhoid or Streptococcus, treatment should improve vital signs.” She worked as she spoke, ordering the PaDDs to administer the acids and corticosteroids to the patients.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Kane’s PaDD beeped and he looked at it. “Labs are back. Man, those imaginary Science Section folks are on the ball today.” he said as he scowled at the screen. “Positive for typhoid, so thats… wait… Hey, Doc. You’re gonna want to see this.” and he handed her the PaDD. On it was the lab report showing that the infection was indeed typhoid… but it was paired with an influenza virus. Kane looked at her and said “Well, you wanted to see how smart your section was. This outta do it.” and he looked at her through his mane of hair. It was hard to tell, but there may have been a slight hint of mirth in those eyes.

Kane, Tac / Med

“How intriguing,” T’Aria mumbled. Considering the information before her, she glanced over at Kane, just barely recognizing the amusement hidden behind his wild hair. Without a word, she turned to the remainder of the staff, who were a bustle of chaos and discontent. “May I have your attention!” The doctor shouted, well aware a risen voice was the only way she was going to get them to listen. “Lab results came in; we are dealing with Typhoid fever combined with the influenza virus. In addition, patients are suffering from Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia– make certain your patient is treated with prophylactic acid and coritcosteroids.” She continued, “We are dealing with a virus and a bacteria, which means we have to be careful with out prescription of antibiotics and antivirals. Does anyone have any ideas?”

“What about a penicillin treatment like amoxicillin, paired with oseltamivir and fluids?” A middle-aged woman spoke up.

“But what if the patient is allergic to penicillin?” A younger man asked, raising an eyebrow. “What about Ciprofloxacin instead? It doesn’t contain penicillin.”

“Perhaps Genericilin, for those capable of taking penicillin, as it is stronger against gram-negative bacterium like Typhoid, and Ciprofloxacin for those allergic,” T’Aria responded to them. “As well as Tryptophan-lysine distillate. It is a drug specific for Influenza, and is non-reactive to penicillin. The fluid are a logical idea, as both of these drugs can dehydrate the patient.” She glanced over at Kane to hear his thoughts on the discussion thusfar.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Chris smiled. With his extensive background in medicine as well he knew the ship was in great hands and he couldn’t be happier. Medicine is not an exact science and requires extensive knowledge in knowing how to research and deductive reasoning. Experience is a teacher as well and once you find something or go through something you have not before, it goes into your mental file cabinet to be pulled out and used at a later time.

These people have been through allot Chris thought and knew given how big their cabinets were. He was very proud.
Commander Chris Taggart XO

Kane looked at T’Aria looking at him and said “Look, Doc. I’m a trauma specialist. My patience for dealing with stuff like this is pretty short. But if I had to deal with it, the first thing I’d do is isolate Sickbay and start tracking the current patient’s movements. That way we can start anticipating future patient numbers and get an idea on how badly compromised the ship is. Because face it… typhoid coupled with influenza is not natural. So we are dealing with an attack on the ship by a biological weapon.” and he looked past T’Aria at Taggart. “Hey, XO. We have been attacked by a biological weapon. Just thought you might wanna know.” and he looked down at the PaDD in his hand. “Inform Command of contamination… check.”

Kane, Tac / Med

“Sweet! I like biological weapons. You can do soooo much harm with one and save lots of ammo if done right. “

“Typhoid, in itself, is an uncommon bacteria to contract.” T’Aria agreed. Even before the turn of the twenty-second century, Typhoid fever had become essentially ruled out of existence in developed countries, due to a vaccination developed in the 19th century, as far as they knew. Although, at this point, Influenza had suffered a similar demise. Therefore.. they were dealing with two incredibly uncommon illnesses, which suddenly decided ‘Hey! I’m gonna show up in your computer program for the hell of it! Enjoy.’ “Understood. Kane, work on isolating the sickbay and tracking the patients for any indications of people they have come into contact with, which might be susceptible to the joint illness. Both the typhi bacteria and influenza virus are incredibly infectious illnesses and spread quickly– especially the latter.” Opening her mouth to say something more about his comment to the XO, she decided against it, offering only a small shake of her head. Although it was difficult to tell if that was an action of amusement or disapproval– ah, the joys of external stoicism.

“Ensigns,” She made her way over to a specific group of four Ensigns, who were doing little more than idling about. “Get to work on administering the Genericilin to patients unaffected by penicilin and Ciprofloxacin to those who are. Make certain the patient was treated for AIHA before you give them the medication.” Turning around, she nodded to the two Doctors she had previously spoken to, “Doctor Mandera, Doctor Stretlun, work on distributing the TLD to the patients for their Influenza patients; I would prefer you wait at least two minutes after the dose of Cipro or Genericilin, just so we can observe any immediate reactions to the drugs.” Dismissing them, the Doctor scanned the sickbay for any further medical professionals who hadn’t found anything to do yet. With little surprise, all that remained was a particularly infuriating crewman and a few of his buddies. Seeming almost sly in her nature, while she would never actively admit to it, T’Aria approached the group. “Crewmen Daniels, V’Lallass and Abdul, as you are the remaining nurses without occupation, you will be in charge of running further labs to the science department for analysis on the effectiveness of our attempts at eradicating the virus. Afterwards, you will keep record of the patients’ vitals, until they stabilise.” When Daniels opened his mouth to retort, T’Aria silenced him, “I did not ask for your retaliation, Crewman. Please get to work,” without further word, she turned away from them.

“Commander,” T’Aria spoke curiously as she passed, “Are you here for a medical reason or simple observation?” She didn’t want to neglect Taggart if there was a real medical issue going on with him. Although, considering he hadn’t really said much, she assumed he just came to watch the drill– or perhaps razz Kane. Yes, that seemed a viable possibility.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“I’m sorry Doctor. I was merely observing. I never liked these things either but they do serve a purpose....aaaannnnddd to see how Sol was doing. I hope Iam not interfering in any way. I trust you explicitly. That is why I chose you to be the CMO and replace me. If you want I can wait outside or leave if my rank and position is too much for your JO’s to handle?”

“You are not interfering, Commander.” T’Aria returned, shaking her head. “If a junior officer can work efficiently in your absence, I see no reason why they cannot serve the same in your precense, sir.”

Kane ignored the question to the XO and instead made his way to the group composed of Daniels, V’Lallass and Abdul. Getting near while seeming to look at a PaDD on a biobed. As he overheard the low voices of the three making mocking impressions of the CMO, he grinned slightly to himself. He let them run their mouths for a few moments and then, just as they were about to begin to reluctantly do what they had been instructed to do, Kane said “Hello, boys. Quick question. As we are dealing with a virulent pathogen that could be the end result of a biological weapon being used against us, you get a pop quiz.” and he looked at each in turn. “Ready good.” he added with no pause between the words. Looking at V’Lallass he said “What is the Secondary Infection Protocol used to isolate a patient exposed to a pathogen from medical staff in the event of a power failure?” Kane’s trademark glare held the NE in it’s lock and the Ensign stammered a bit. “Um, it is .. well it depends, Lieutenant…and if -” and Kane cut him off. “Fail. Next.” and he looked at Abdul. “Normal vital ranges for a Andorian exposed to a respiratory infection in an arid environment.” and he was met with a blank stare for a few seconds before he said “Fail.” Looking at Daniels, his voice grew loud and he chuckled. He had had a few ‘run ins’ with Mr. Daniels. And while many would think that Kane would appreciate his arrogance, as it was similar to his own, Kane did not. Because in Kane’s eyes, Daniels was the worst of combinations: arrogant and stupid.

“Last, but certainly least. Mr. Daniels… if you could take a break from your busy schedule of mocking our Department Head and ignoring her instructions, perhaps you would care to enlighten the class as to the proper prioritization of Infection Control protocols for dealing with a ship-wide endemic assault by a biological weapon?” and he paused for a moment and then said so that only the few near him would hear “Words too big for you, Daniels? Here, let me make it easier for you. We are exposed to a contagion. How do we stop it from spreading and killing everyone?”

Daniels looked at Kane and stammered a moment and then was quiet for a few long seconds and said “I gotta get the lab samples submitted. Like the real Doctor said to do.” and he turned to walk off. A few of the nurses and aides nearby backed up as far as the bulkhead would let them, and waited for the explosion. Kane’s face did turn a slight shade of red, and his lips parted into a slight sneer. But instead of tackling the man and pummeling him to the point that the drill would have to stop because he would need real medical attention; Kane simply laughed and said “Really? fifteen seconds and the best you could come up with was ‘real doctor’? By the gods, Daniels. If you were any slower I’d have to breathe for you.” and he turned and looked at the PaDD in his hand and then looked up at one of the nurses standing there with her mouth open. “Let’s get some of the ones experiencing fluid retention started on a Acinolyathin regimen. That may help with both the inflammation and pain. Couple that with a mild diuretic… hydrochlorothiazide. 10cc’s and let’s see what that does.”

Kane, Tac / Med

OOC: Fixing typo.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

The computer registered the administration of the NSAID and accompanied diuretic. As a result, the diuretic was able to bring down the fluid levels in those suffering from edema. When paired with the NSAID, inflammation decreased and pain levels began to return to normal; “pain” turned to “ache.” Apparently, his treatment had worked. Approaching the P.A., an Andorian doctor carried Cirpo and Genericilin, “Are they ready to begin Typhoid treatment?” He asked, glancing over at the vitals to see how stable the closest patient was after the Edema treatment.

On the other side of the triage unit, not far from Kane, T’Aria was busy treating one of the patients for the influenza virus. “Doc, you’d better come quick! Looks like the patient in biobed five is having a reaction to the medication,” The frantic rush of the crewman’s voice stirred T’Aria from her concentration. Without a word, T’Aria dropped the PaDD on the biobed, rushing after the nurse. Emergency medicine wasn’t her thing.. now she was the one outside of her comfort zone. “Report,” she demanded. “Uh.. we- we gave the patient Genericilin for Typhoid and—” T’Aria cut her off, “Did you check the patient’s file to determine if they are allergic to penicillin?” She demanded. Stammering, the nurse tried to find her words, “We thought–.” Waving a hand, T’Aria shot her a look, “Did you or did you not check for an allergy?” When the nurse shamefully shook her head, T’Aria turned away, checking over the vitals of the patient.

“BP is down to 83/52, pulse is 134 BPM– He’s going into anaphylatic shock– get me 2.5ccs stenophyl and 1cc epinephrine on standby, stat!” When the nurse didn’t move, T’Aria sent her a stoic glare, “Stat means now, crewman. Retrieve the stenophyl, or this patient will die.” There was no better way to test your staff on their MCI skill, than to put them under direct pressure. T’Aria knew this, and her actions were completely intentional, even if they were stressing the young woman out. When the nurse returned with the stenophyl, T’Aria was quick to scan it into the system. Unfortunately for them, they weren’t quick enough to react, and the patient’s anaphylatic shock quickly turned into cardiac arrest. “The patient is going into cardiac arrest, beginning CPR,” she reported, as was mandatory for the simulation. “Where is the adrenalin?” She demanded, her voice raising only slightly.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

OOC: Purposely leaving this open in case Kane or even Taggart wants to jump in on the ‘fun.’
-Trin

Kane heard the commotion and came over and looked at the PaDD / patient and the scans from the biobed. “Can’t give adrenaline, Doc! It will intensify the allergic reaction and then you are right back where you started. Defibrillator! Now!” he shouted at the nurse and then added “Now means ‘stat’, Nurse.” as she stood there with mouth agape. Hurriedly, she grabbed the defib and brought it to Kane. Twisting the settings and making a few contrary commands into the device, it beeped in protest and then emitted a strange BLLLUURRRRPPPP noise and went silent. Placing the device under the biobed scanner, it registered as a pace maker. But when the ‘patient’s‘ heart rate slowed past a certain point, it hit the heart with one hundred and fifty joules of electricity… just enough to bring the heart rate up but not increase it too rapidly.

“Old paramedic trick. We didn’t have access to external pace makers, and if we did we didn’t have the time to set and tweak and monitor them like they have to be, so we made our own. Oh, and that difib machine will be useless after this unless engineering gets it repaired. Just so you know, Doc. And yes, I know we have them here… but again… time.”

Kane, Tac / Med

“Impressive,” T’Aria praised, half out of general acknowledgement and half out of gratitude for catching her mistake. “Engineering will be contacted after we have finished the drill,” She nodded, glancing down at the PaDD. “It is clear nobody is benefitting from this drill. Leisure response, begrudging actions, low motivation and drive for the drill. It would appear impractical to continue.” She knew her staff was antipathetic towards their duties for that day. And while she believed wholeheartedly in finishing what was begun, she had seen all she needed to. “Unless you disagree, Kane.” T’Aria rose her attention to him, quirking an eyebrow.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Kane looked at her and said “Oh, I got something out of it, Doc. I got to give Daniels a hard time. That makes the rest of it all worth while in my book.” and he looked around. “But no, I don’t think you’re wrong, Doc. Let’s call it. I think we managed to save about three-quarters of the patients. Thats pretty good for a bio-weapon attack.”

Kane, Tac / Med

“Daniels was certainly in need of discipline.” T’Aria remarked, as equally displeased by the man as anyone else who had the misfortune of even looking at him. “Considering the circumstances, you are not wrong, Kane.” Seventy-Five percent? It was not an ideal number, but it was better than continuing the simulation and likely having a disinterested staff kill off the remainder of the patients. “Computer, end simulation.” She commanded, listening as it returned with its monotonous “Mass Casualty Incident Drill – Discontinued.”

For a moment, T’Aria debated what to do next, until an idea popped into her head. Calling the remainder of the staff over, she picked up one of the patient PaDDs, now wiped of its previous data. Once gathered, she turned to face them. “Today’s MCI Drill was hardly a success; leisure reaction times, evident distraction from the task at hand and disregard for direct orders are among a few of the impediments of today’s activity. With that being said, some of you, specifically Doctors Mandera and Stretlun, Nurse Black and P.A. Kane, performed at peak efficiency- as to be expected of any medical official in Starfleet; thank you. The rest of you, Nurses Garcia and Jackson, Crewmen Abdul, V’Lallass, Daniels, performed beneath the level of sufficiency required for this Sickbay. As a result, each of you will be required to write up a full, detailed report regarding the MCI, by 0900 tomorrow. I expect it to be written as though it were an authentic event.” She glanced specifically at Daniels and Jackson, the nurse who couldn’t seem to get her head straight, “Perhaps next time, you will act accordingly and realise that in medicine - time and quality are of great substance.” She paused, “Dismissed. Return to duty if you are still on shift, otherwise, you are relieved.”

As the people began to disperse, T’Aria could not help but find great satisfaction in the emotion that swelled behind Daniels’ icy eyes, as he fought speaking out of line. “I do believe I am beginning to understand some of the pleasure you find in giving someone a.. ‘hard time.’” She remarked, nonspecifically, but it could be inferred she was talking to Kane.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Chris stepped forward. “I got something to add if you don’t mind Chief.” Glancing over to T’Aria while walking to intercept the people heading towards the door and blocking their escape.

“Very well,” T’Aria inclined her head briefly, knowing better than to bother trying to stop him.

He looked at the ones that really didn’t do anything or had a hard time and the ones that made in fun of the drill with his one icy blue eye. “You all should be lucky that your Chief is a Vulcan because they don’t show their true feelings, but I’m not one. ” He raised his voice so it was loud, even and firm with a hint of anger in it but he did not yell.

“You think this is some kind of a damn game? Do you think she, I or the Captain do this to you all for fun? This is a battleship and we’ve seen our fair share of battles. It’s because of drills like these that keep our asses safe and sound. Do your damn jobs or I will replace you with someone that can. ”

He looked around the room at each person there locking his eye with theirs for a brief second before he took the MCI PaDD from T’Aria’s hand and looked at what the biological agent was that they were trying to help with. He found it and shoved the PaDD to Daniels and went over to a locked cabinet and opened it. He took out two Hyposprays and modified their CC dose and marched over Daniels and Jackson and pressed it up against their necks quickly and released the agent into their systems.

“Now! You will see what it means to take things seriously and see how real professionals handle a situation!” He stepped back and pressed the com on the wall. (O) Level 4 biological containment in sickbay. Everyone stay clear of this floor and security evacuate everyone not in this room. Computer, seal the room and shutter off the vents. This is not a drill. (O).

He looked back at everyone with which he presumed to be with wide eyes and said. “Well? Get on with it!”

Commander Chris Taggart XO (But not for long after this stunt)

Kane reacted almost immediately and said “Don’t anyone even touch them! You two, get your asses into the isolation bay. Now, dammit!” and he made sure everyone kept a wide berth as the two moved to the dedicated bay. Once secured in side, Kane whipped around and looked at Taggart, and it was clear he was not pleased. He walked over and held out his hand for the hypospray. “Give it.” he said, not as a request. “I gotta see how bad you just screwed up.”

Kane, Tac / Med

With Daniels and Jackson isolated in the bay, T’Aria whipped around to face the others. “Do not be impractical and stand around motionless; get to work! We need scans done on both of the infected – standard for now, until we know what the viral agent is; labs will be put in for a full work up, monitor their vitals closely! Do not, in any circumstance, enter the isolation bay without protective gear.” She ordered, intending to get people to work (instead of standing nervously) while Kane figured out what the hell Taggart had just done. Walking over to the I.B., she pressed the comm to communicate within. “Crewman Daniels, Nurse Jackson, please lay down on a biobed, and attempt to keep still while we monitor your conditions.” Without further word, she stepped away. She was not pleased with either of them for their behaviour, but they were her patients now and she’d be damned if she didn’t do her best to help them.

“P.A.,” T’Aria approached him, glancing expectantly at Taggart. “Any revelation?”

Dr. T’Aria
CMO


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