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Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted Sept. 3, 2020, 2:05 p.m. by Civilian Shane Warwick (Unexpected Guest) (Jody Romero)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tolar Zarath (Chief Medical Officer) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted by Ensign Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest

Posted by Civilian Shane Warwick (Unexpected Guest) in Deck 4 Sickbay - Unexpected Guest
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Warwick turned to look at the raven haired Doctor as he took in her face. ‘Dark hair. Dark eyes. A man could get lost in those eyes. Focus Shane!’
“I am breathing well for now. I’m just tired.” he replied giving her his best crooked smile. “as for your other question. The Sarafina was the ship we escaped on.”
Warwick’s voice wavered as he completed his answer; “Carlo came to get me…It was Carlo’s ship… Carlo is my friend.”
- Warwick

Cassidy glanced at the others, doubt in her eyes. So far they didn’t know how long he had been in the cryotube. Moving closer, she gave a gentle smile, careful not to lean in and crowd him at all. “You’ll get to rest soon I’m sure. And you may remember me better when I was wearing a sciences uniform.” She tapped a couple fingers to her chest. “Cassidy. You used to flirt with me and my lab mate, Vora, when you aboard. Vora you can’t forget. Quite tall, pale yellow skin, red hair.” She wanted to ground him before they tried to get any understanding out of this situation.

After being prompted by Abbrams, Warwick remembered the other girl. There are just so many yellow skinned redhead females you meet in a lifetime.

“Shane, what year is it? What do you last remember?” Abrams had no plan to drop the cryotube tidbit on him until they understood what he thought was his reality. And for the moment it was best to not get to much into

Abrams, COS

‘Year?…’ Abbrams question stumped him, ‘What year is it? How am I to know that’
“I remember Carlo getting me out. He beamed into my cell.” he began, “That was odd because that had never happened before. He put something on me and we beamed out… to the Sarafina.” Warwick swallowed then continued speaking quicker. His sentences choppy, “Carlo said we had to go…We had been discovered…I was not well…Carlo said I was fragile…A Vulcan woman I didn’t know, put me in the stasis pod…”

He looked at Abbrams again, and even though calm, comforting feelings associated with the homemade cookies were urging him to remain in a relaxed state, he had to get his question out.
“Where is Carlo di Napoli?”

Sharah had had enough. She looked at Dr. Zarath but he was busy trying to save the man’s life. Warwick was getting aggitated and it concerned her. She glanced at this bio readings watching for a moment. Increase or decrease in heart rate; changes in blood pressure, high or low; adrenaline spikes; drops in blood oxygen level; changes in respiration; or anything that might indicate the body was over stressed and she’d send them to the edges of the room, even if she got brig time for it. They were trying to save his life. They could interrogate him later. He’s was severally injured, suffering from previous injuries from cryo stasis and had been put back into it, and was severely disoriented. Did they want him to live or not?

As soon as Trenton got the data she requested, the data was transferred to a PaDD and the Ensign moved to where she would be in sight of her Lieutenant. She tapped the PaDD twice to signify that she had the data but didn’t approach, clearly suspicious of the individual in the cryo pod. Everyone else may have let down their guard, but Trenton wasn’t going to risk it until she saw more clear action from this traveler in a tube. She also looked toward Ensign Fayth with a stern expression to convey her suspicion of this Warwick.

  • Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
    Security, USS Europa

Sharah had picked up another dermal regenerator to work on some of the other worst wounds. She lowered the power, because all the dermal regenerator did was make the body heal itself faster, so no need to over stress the body. So with her and Zarath working on the worst wounds the body would need time to heal between sessions. As she moved around working she caught Ashlyn’s expression and nodded her understanding. She didn’t like it too much either, but she tapped her head twice and winked.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Again, no one was answering. Something had happened to Carlo and they weren’t telling him. ‘Maybe I just need to let the Andorian and the dark eyed Doctor finish with what they needed to do to me. I can always look up Carlo when I’m healed.’

“When we have you all taken care of we can try to find out where your friend Carlo is, Mr. Warwick,” Sharah said in an attempt to calm him. She was sure the Captain and Abrams would look into Carlo, she just hoped they would let Warwick talk to him too. But that was a security matter, not hers.

Easing his tensions some he just relaxed as much as he could, “So, why are you asking me what year it is?”
- Warwick

She smiled trying to ease his tension. “Because you have been unconscious, Mr. Warwick. Just basic questions to make sure there has been no head trauma. Like Dr. Zarath asking you your name. If you didn’t know your name we would be concerned. Asking for the year is another such question. But if you are feeling tired, it’s okay to not worry about the questions right now.” He had severe wounds and damage from previous cryo stasis and would have pain from that. His current wounds probably didn’t feel too great either. She picked up a hypospray and showed it to him. “This is Terakine. It’s for the pain. It’s 2ml. It will last 5 hours. I know you are tired, if you would like something to help you sleep, I can do that too, if you want it.” She at least wanted him to take the Terakine to help with the pain, it would help lower the physical stress on his body, but if he had been beaten or tortured she didn’t want to send him into panic by taking that choice from him.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Warwick shook his head slightly to indicate he was giving her permission to administer the pain medicine. “I wouldn’t mind getting some sleep. Thank you.”
But he was quick to add, “Can it be somewhere besides this pod? I would like to be less confined.”

Looking at Abbrams he added with a forced smile “It can be in the brig, if necessary.
- Warwick

“I don’t think that will be entirely necessary, but you can understand of we keep a security guard posted in Sickbay,” Cassidy said with a nod to Ashlyn.

Zarath nodded, having completed his works. Looking over, he silently approved Doctor Fayth’s treatment, and finished disconnecting Shane from the cryo pod. (thanks Jennifer! sorry I’m late!) “We’ll put you in a biobed directly, Mr. Warwick. I think that’s probably enough questions for now…” The Andorian glanced at Abbrams, intending that the patient should be resting now, but that they could speak about it shortly. Zarath didn’t recognize the name Carlo, or the ship named Sarafina from any of the files he’d read on Europa. That bothered him a little, but he shook it off. “I don’t believe the brig will be necessary today.”

-Zarath, CMO

Fayth gave Warwick the Terakine and while it took effect she prepared the antigrav unit they would use to lift him out of the pod and onto a biobed. “Alright Mr. Warwick, Dr Zarath and I are going to get you onto a biobed and you can sleep. I will give you something to help you sleep if you like.” Sharah nodded to Zarath that the antigrav was ready and the Terakine should be working by now, so there should be little pain for their patient as they moved him.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Warwick complied with the two Doctors orders, and patiently watched as they disconnected him from the stasis pod. When it was time for them to move him to the antigrav unit, he needed assistance as his legs seemed to unable to support his weight. Once on the biobed, Warwick waved two fingers motioning to Abbrams.

Cautiously, Cassidy stepped closer.

“I do remember you now, Miss Abbrams. And If I may say so, you look as lovely as ever.” and he added with a smile, “I’m sure we will speaking again soon.”

She smirked. “Good to know some of your memory is intact. Later, after you’ve rested. We’ll try to answer some more of your questions, and hopefully you can do the same for us too.”

Then looking over at Captain Dvorak, he addressed him for the first time. “Captain, Thank you and your crew for helping me.”
- Warwick

Stepping back, the COS gave Dvorak a look that said ‘we need to talk’. She didn’t want to tell Warwick all the details about his apparent situation until they were certain he was in a condition to handle them, but they needed a game plan either way.

Moving back to Trenton. “Once he’s resting, you can trade off with someone as needed, but I want a security presence in here at all times until further notice. Once he’s up and about, I’m sure he’ll be given guest quarters but the captain and I can determine what steps are necessary at that point.”

Abrams, COS
Warwick motioned with his two fingers again, this time to the kind black eyed beauty who had been helping him along with the Andorian doctor. She smelled of warm chocolate chip cookies like his Mom used to make. It had the effect of taking the edge off of his anxiety, enough that he would accept their help…for now.
“May I have that sleeping aide?” he inquired meekly. “Also, do you trust this guy?” Warwick added nodding in the direction of Trenton,”I just got here and I don’t know if I want to sleep with someone I don’t know watching over me.”

-Warwick

Sharah walked back over and nodded. “Of course you can Mr. Warwick,” she said softly. “I have to check your metabolism rate to determine the correct dosage and then I’ll give it to you.” She didn’t want him disturbed by anything she was doing. She took out her tricorder and took a reading, monitoring his metabolism rate for a few moments. With the added fluids and healed wounds his metabolism had steadied as well. After making her calculations she loaded the hypospray with 125 ml of Kayolane. Sharah looked over at Ashlyn and turned back with a full smile. “Yes you can. En. Ashlyn Trenton is one of the best security officers I’ve ever worked with, and that’s saying something. She’s also my best friend. She is here for the protection of the ship and everyone on it. And you Mr. Warwick have been through quite the ordeal at someone else’s hands. She’ll protect you too.” She lifted the hypo into his line of sight. “The Kayolane. After I give you this I’m also going to replace the plasma unit. You still need more fluids, alright?” She waited for his response and then adminstered the hypo. She stayed by the bio bed for several minutes monitoring his vitals to make sure there was no adverse reaction to the medications or to being sedated.

The Andorian’s watchful eyes approved Fayth’s assessments as he worked.

Ashlyn understood Warwick’s distrust of her, one of the reasons she prefered to share a room with Sharah was because she didn’t really trust others that could possibly share her room. “I understand your distrust, but I assure you that I am only here to ensure the safety of the ship, her crew and her guests. If you give me the chance to prove it to you, I can promise that your sleep will be undisturbed and as peaceful as a Federation Ship can allow.” Probably not the most rousing of speeches, but she hoped to at least be given a chance to prove she’s more than just another body on the side.

  • Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
    Security, USS Europa
    En Fayth, Doctor

Warwick watched the two female officers profess Trenton’s intention to keep him safe. Abbram’s recommended Trenton so that makes three. While he had been asleep in the stasis pod, he felt himself needing to rest. Whatever the Doctor’s were doing to him was making him weary as his body was starting to heal.

“I will trust you…” he addressed Trenton, “…for now. But only because Security Barbie assigned you, and I remembered that I could trust her…”

Turning back to Fayth, he added, “Can the lights be turned down some? Also can I have a blanket?”
- Warwick

Sharah glanced wided eyed at Ashlyn about “security Barbie” and had to work hard not laugh. She gave Warwick the Kayolane. “Computer lower sickbay lights to 35% and turn off lights over Biobed 3.” That would allow him darkness but enough light for her and Zarath to continue working. She reached under the biobed and pulled a blanket out of the storage locker and unfolded it, drapping it across him. She then changed the bag on the plasma infusion unit and left him alone to sleep. She walked over to the replicator, getting a cup of Zarath tea and a glass of water for herself. She carried both back over to where Zarath was working, handing him the tea. Then she went and began to clean up, reset, and replace the equipment they had used.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Zarath nodded as Fayth lowered the lights, and then accepted his cup of tea gratefully. “I’ll take care of the night shift, you get some rest.” He’d gotten used to working with Fayth quickly… and so he’d almost finished with ‘I don’t sleep much anyhow.’, but didn’t. “I can reset the machines, and monitor his scans.” It had been difficult not to smirk at the barbie comment, but then… He’d had training for that sort of thing. However, the real reason he wanted to stay rather than Fayth was that he had misgivings about their new patient, and he didn’t trust anyone other than himself or Abbrams to take first guard duty as it were. Well… It’s not them I distrust… it’s him, is’t it?

-Zarath, CMO

Once the lights were dimmed, Warwick drifted off to sleep. Soon, he would curl into the fetal position with his blanket wrapped around his body like a cocoon. The headrest was soon discarded and he slept as if he was on the floor. Alpha wave patterns would indicate he was in a deep sleep, but actively dreaming. Every so often his body would spasm, jerk or shutter and moans would escape his lips.

-Warwick


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