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Main Sim - Sick Bay - Message for CMO

Posted Jan. 16, 2019, 11 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Gong'Da (Chief Medical Officer) (Travis Good)

Posted by Ensign Harry Simons (Doctor) in Main Sim - Sick Bay - Message for CMO

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Gong’Da (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sick Bay - Message for CMO

Posted by Ensign Harry Simons (Doctor) in Main Sim - Sick Bay - Message for CMO
Posted by… suppressed (24) by the Post Ghost! 👻
The computer Chirped “Secure message for Chief Medical Officer from docked station”

Harry was the duty doctor in sickbay at the time. He went to the Chief’s office and attempted to open the message…

After the CMO opened the message it read =/\= To the Doctor of the ship. My name is not important, my species is not well known to the federation, but I believe that if we worked together we would be able to become mans best friend, please as a doctor I beg of you to help me to meet with your Captain, We all have worms and we need your help”

GM

OOC: Please can you let me know if as duty doctor Harry would be able to access the message so that I can help to push this thread forward (what with Amanda currently being AWOL)

-Jim

As the only active doctor on duty the message was able to be opened by the Ensign.

GM

Harry read the message several times considerring his reply. It was his duty to provide medical assistance to anyone in need. The thought of everybody of a race having worms made him itch.

He wrote his reply and re-read it before pressing send and transmitting, “I will help with what I can, but cannot guarantee the Captain will meet with you. Who are you & what species are you? Kind Regards Dr. H Simons.”

-Simons

There was a delay before the next message came through. “We are new to speaking with species that are not our own.... We have only traveled the stars for a few years. We are the Caninians, Please your Captain must be willing to speak with us, we are on the ship full of balls. Please help us…”

GM

Simon sniggered childishly to himself at the double entendre of the message. He cleared the perversed image from his mind only to have it replaced with the image of a childrens ball pool. Composing himself, he tapped his comm badge, =/\=Simons to Kiwa. I have been contacted by a spieces knows as the Caninians who are requesting help. I believe this may be a first contact situation. They report being on a ship full of balls.”

-Simons

OOC: XO can you pick this up in the absence of the CO? This post line is pretty important.

GM

A hesitant female voice spoke up, =/\=Um… Hello, this is Lt. Zarta speaking. The Captain made us draw straws to see who was in charge while he was having a nap and I chose the longest one.=/\= The sound of ruffling pages could be heard, =/\=Um… According to Starfleet Regulations section 189 subsection 199, we must at least listen to their request. Do you have a line to them?=/\=

Lt. Zarta Rula (Poor Soul in Charge)

=/\=Yes, but it’s a text communication. Are you sure you have enough alphabet bricks up there to cope with it?=/\= Harry asked.

-Harry

Aurora walked up behind her doctor glancing at the message quietly ” What have we got?” She was still unsure of why she couldn’t remember the last few weeks, but she would work on figuring that out later.

Lt. Shadow flower, CMO

Another female voice came over the speaker, much more aggressive, =/\=HEY, YOU MAKING FUN OF ZARTA? WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU I’LL=/\= The sounds of a scuffle came over the speakers before Zarta responded, =/\= Uh… Sorry about that, Fran was just making sure that I was doing alright. So… According to Regulation 4343 D, we respond to them that we are on our way, and you get the medical bay ready… if you are feeling up to it that is.=/\=

Lt. Zarta Rula (Poor Soul in Charge)

=/\=I don’t think they know. They’re on a ship full of balls,=/\= Harrry replied.

-Harry

The screen in front of the medical officer agian blipped =/\= We beg of you to respond, you must help us =/\=

GM

The message recieved was relayed to the bridge as Harry tried replied.

=/\=Our Officer In Charge has agreed that we should help. Can you provide a more detailed location. Do you know where the ship you are on is? Can you describe it or the balls?=/\= he asked.

He then sent a message to request an engineering specialist attempt to trace the signal back to its source incase the Caninians were unable to provide more detailed information.

-Harry

Harry waited patiently for a response either from the Caninians or from engineering…

-Harry

bump

“This is Pierce, I’m down in Engineering, and it’s a ghost town down here. I think they switched the Complaints and Abuse departments up again. Um… ok, we’re scanning for the signal trace, and I’ve also got a scan for fleas. I’m not really sure why, the computer thought it might help?”

-Kat Pierce (COS with a wrench - fear!)

=/\=Scan for worms too,=/\= Harry offered.

-Harry

=/\= Worms, doc? Big fat juicy ones or eensie weensy squeensy ones? =/\=

-Kat Pierce

=/\=Yes worms. We’re not talking about great big ones like graboid or sarlacci. We’re talking little ones like the unpleasant sort that would make your stomach litterally churn,=/\= Harry replied, =/\=Think intestinal or tape worm sized.=/\=

-Harry

=/\= You got it! Scanning… whoa, got a hit already! It’s close! I… =/\=

A moment later, she resumed. =/\= I’d like to make an appointment for myself for later, on an… ahem… totally unrelated matter. Broadening the scan. Damn egg salads… =/\=

The computer showed that the signal was directly outside of the main docking port that was docked at the carnival station.

GM

=/\= Got it, Doc. It’s just outside the main docking port of the station. Where ever the signal is originating from, it’s using their antenna. =/\=

-Pierce

A more detailed view showed this was the original transmission location.

Gm

=/\=Bridge, the Caninians are broadcasting from near the main docking port,=/\= Harry relayed to the bridge

-Harry

Gong’Da, came into his office and saw an medical doctor in there. “Evening. Are you the acting CMO? I’m Gong’Da. The ships new CMO. Pleased to meet you.” The small Ferengi said.

Gong’da CMO

The young red haired ensign looked around at the voice.

“No sir, I’m just the duty doctor,” he replied, “Dr Simons.”

He paused for a moment regarding the Ferengi with some suspicion. Harry had not been aware of a new CMO and hadn’t seen Gong’Da before.

“Have you got your ID and transfer documentation?” Harry asked tentatively.

-Harry

Gong’da smiled showing his razor sharp teeth. “Hew-Mon..I mean Ensign Simmons. I do have those things ans before I show them to you, I would like to propose a question of my own”

“Why would a lone Ferengi try to either take over the ship or try stealing valuable ship secrets and or engineering secrets dressed as a doctor and how could I do any of that from sickbay?”

“But if it will satisfy your suspicion, here you go” Sitting a briefcase on the desk he opened it and pulled out the transfer papers and his ID. Handing them over. “Here you go. Also you can just ask the ships computer. If I could hack that thing, I wouldn’t need to be here. “

Gong’da


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