Posted Oct. 5, 2020, 8:20 p.m. by Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney (Medic) (Charles Stevens)
Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Boarding and recovery
[snip]Having received the word that the Merrimack had found her quarry and that the ship was in destress. Mooney Found himself setting with the rest of the rescue and damage control teams in a shuttle on standby. Thankful that he had stashed his CES and medical bag in the armory he was kitted out to provide frontline care shipboard if needed.
He was concerned that he didn’t have any idea of the biology of his potential patients beyond the fact that their ship had a standard class M atmosphere. Wether the higher temperature was due to their nature or environmental systems failure, perhaps even fire he did not know.
MCPO Mooney
Mooney was an old hand at the hurry up and wait game, and was a sleep when the call to report to the transporter room came. He woke with a start as the shuttle’s pilot kicked his boot and gave him the word.
As his aid bag was in his lap he was up and moving before his brain fully reengaged. His adrenalin began to spike as why else would they transport him over if things weren’t dire. Hiss running steps soon brought him to the turbo lift.
MCPO Mooney
NChief Steve at the transporter controls spoke up. “..Hey chief hows things going?” He asked.
NChief Steve
“Looks like it’s time for me to earn my air, Steve. Any idea what’s going on?” Mooney stood there in his CES. A combat Environment Suit sounded much sexier that it really was, akin to the turnouts worn buy twenty first century fire fighters turnouts. It consisted of a tough synthetic fabrics that provided the wearer some protection from heat, radiation and chemical hazards, when combined with a life support belt it went on to provide atmosphere and biological protection as well. The the fabric was resistant to cuts, abrasion and penetration it was buy no means prof against large caliber firearms or energy weapons. The modular design allowed for the addition of some light armor and more specific hazardous environments. Tho a boarding and rescue mission didn’t rate the necessity for heavier gear.
His aid bag on the other hand was loaded to bear. Medical tri-corder and wand, modern injectables and a small medical synthesizer rounded out the high tech components, plus tourniquets, dressings, splints and Airway management tools.
Wile extradition tools hung from his belt, to include an old fashion individual fire axe.
Topping off his kit was his close spaces helmet, and it’s mil spec com set.
If not for the drab color, the Corpsman would pass as a member of an engineering damage control team, not a member of the medical department
MCPO Mooney.
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