Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted June 24, 2019, 5:28 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Maji (Doctor) (D Grisham)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nathaniel Harrison (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Maji (Doctor) in Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nathaniel Harrison (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nathaniel Harrison (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Maji (Doctor) in Main Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nathaniel Harrison (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Sickbay
<SNIP!>

Taking a deep breath she focused all her attention on her superior officer. “Sir no one right now is more motivated than me to figure this out so tell me what you want me to do and where. I will run any sample, treat any patient, or go anywhere you want me to. I just need an order to do something to actively fix this problem. Give me something to do to help you fix this,” Daye said fixing a level gaze at him. Natasha had worked blazingly angry at times over the years. Most of the time it was after a conversation with Dante that had gone south and then Dante claimed they needed him on the bridge. Right now Natasha would do the million things she had overtime to try and calm down until the CMO found a way to save them.

Lt. Natasha Daye medical

“Put. On. The. Inhibitor. Doctor. If you aren’t calm or rational, you’re no use to me. If you’re going to put it on, do as I’ve asked and contact the Bridge; if you aren’t, return to your quarters.”

Harrison (CMO)

“Then I will return to my quarters, Sir,” Daye said with a slight nod and exited the sick bay.

Lt. Natasha Daye medical

A groan came from the biobed where the unconscious NE Security officer had lain and his head began to move side to side as he started to come around. “Where am I?” He asked groggily.

GM Nosferatu

He shrugged off what little irritation was able to make its way past the inhibitor, sighing audibly before turning back to the biobed as he heard the man groan. He gestured for Nurse Longstreet to join him, having little doubt that her bulk would be more than sufficient to overwhelm him should things go south again. He mustered the best bedside manner he could under the circumstances, producing a slightly forced “You’re in SIckbay, Ensign. You had a bit of a turn. How do you feel?”

Harrison (CMO)

“Like I have been on a bender.” The officer said as a hand went to his head finding the neural inhibitor.”What?” He said in confusion.

NE Security
GM Nosferatu

He gently took the mans hand and removed it from the inhibitor “You have some neurochemical imbalances at the moment, Ensign, I had to use a corticol inhibitor to calm things down a little. I’m still tracking down the cause, but in the meantime, you’ll do fine. You just lay back and relax, you’re in good hands.”

From the Bridge, the 2nd officer’s voice cam over the comm. =^=All ships station and departments, status report.=^=

Colter (CIO)

The call came as a reminder that he’d asked Daye to coordinate with the Bridge, right before the disaster that had sent her to her quarters. He took a frustrated breath and tapped his commbadge =^= Sickbay here. We have a large number of crew experiencing violent aggressive episodes. I’ve checked the environmental systems and there are no contaminants in the air, no biological agents present in the body and no infection. We are currently coordinating with Science to get a read on external factors that may be influencing us. Corticol inhibitors are currently holding the symptoms at bay in some patients and my staff, but we don’t have the resources to replicate one for the entire crew. Once we have a cause pinned down, I can come up with a proper treatment protocol. Other than whatever has the ship shaking like a Bolian shrew in heat, are there any unusual external environmental factors we’ve detected? Energy? Radiation? Telepathic fields? =^=

Harrison (CMO)

OOC: Sorry, Andy, RL has been a monster this last month!!!

IC:
Maji stepped into the medical bay just then. The sweet look that usually graced her features was gone. Brows drawn down and eyes squinted in anger, she walked toward Harrison with her rosy lips set in a stern line. As soon as he finished speaking into his combadge, she opened her mouth and a terrible screeching and clicking issued forth. Her mood had steadily darkened over the last hour and speaking Federation Standard was the last thing she wanted to do. Using her second set of vocal chords, Maji trumpeted the language of her underwater relatives—without the muffling that the water provided.

Everyone in sickbay looked to see what the God awful noise was while she stared angrily at the CMO.

—Maji

His hands flew up to cover his ears, the god awful racket going straight through to his bones, making his teeth ache. No doubt it was a pleasant enough sound underwater, but without the glorious dampening effects of liquid, it was something akin to standing next to a starship thruster as it fired. It took him a moment to gather the courage to remove a hand from one ear, but he forced one off and grabbed the inhibitor that Daye had rejected. He reached up, slapping it on to the young doctors forehead, his hand immediately flying back to his ear.

Harrison (CMO)

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Magi was angry when she’d entered sickbay, but had no idea why. It was like the emotion just descended on her while she was dressing for her shift. The entire time she’d made her way to the medical unit, her anger had amped up and up, further and further. By the time she entered the bay, she honed in on Harrison as the focal point and began screeching at him as she crossed the floor. In retrospect, no one could possibly have understood the rant she’d treated them to, but it was loud and heartfelt and dealt with her lack of time to spend in water because of the shifts she had to cover in sickbay.

As soon as the CMO placed the inhibitor on her forehead, Maji quieted and looked confused. A few minutes later, she was much calmer and looked at Harrison eoyj big, blue, apologetic eyes. “I’m so sorry, Cmdr. I really don’t know what came over me. All I know is that I felt an incredible anger at you for not allowing me more time in the water.”

“I’m actually feeling more normal now. What’s going on?”

—Maji

He sighed with relief as his hands dropped from his ears. He cleared his throat and cracked his jaw to test his hearing before speaking “I’ve been trying to find that out myself. Something is stimulating massive increases in aggressive neurotransmitter levels. It’s not environmental, it’s not viral, bacterial or genetic and it seems basically universal. I’m waiting to hear word from our esteemed science colleagues about external forces, radiation and the like. The inhibitor is forcibly controlling neurotransmitter levels, but we don’t have enough for the entire crew and until we get a real answer on cause, I can’t devise a treatment protocol”

CMO

The explanation made sense. The mood had come upon her without warning or focus. By the time she’d walked into sickbay, Maji had no idea why she was so angry, only that she was. Her fingers went to the inhibitor on her forehead as she drew in a deep breath. “Its a relief to feel in control of myself again. Anger isn’t something I deal with very often, so it was very unsettling.”

Now she looked around sickbay at all the patients who weren’t ill or injured, but who were suffering from the same feeling of intense anger and insecurity she’d recently fallen victim to. “I’ll start making the rounds, Chief. At the very least, we can sedate some of the more disturbed officers.”

—Maji


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