USS Challenger
Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ven Miya (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ven Miya (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay
Posted by… suppressed (7) by the Post Ghost! 👻
<snip>OOC: don’t want to revive the Main Engineering thread, so my apologies for pushing something slightly unrelated in here - fantastic post Claire!
IC:
=^= Rodier to all unassigned Security officers. We are enforcing an unarmed movement ban on all non-essential personnel. Two-officer teams will rotate between their decks. If you encounter hostility, back off and call for help - do not engage. Rodier out. =^=
Henry took a breath, then stepped over to the nearest terminal in Engineering. It took him probably more taps than it should have, but finally he said “Computer, lock down all weapons.” With that taken care of (he hoped), the Chief headed at a speedy pace to the turbolift, said “Deck 6,” and waited.~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - CoS
The two, very much human, ensigns weaved in and out of conciseness muttering Klingon and English curses both, and occasionally struggling against their restraints. Eventually they both settled down though, but their stats continued to worsen.
GM Wombat
(OCC: Sorry for the delay, I forget to crosspost)Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams - CSO (Crosspost)
(OOC: no worries, Adrien - thank you! And Gavin, thank you too … have fun reacting to Miya’s GM-approved injuries when Henry arrives in sickbay, lol!)
Miya declined the offer to lie down - if she did, she thought she’d just fall asleep - and squinted at the tricorder instead. “Ouch,” she muttered, taking in the readings. Chekhov’s wild swing had left her with a non-displaced fracture of the left zygomatic bone - it wouldn’t require surgery but she’d need treatment later, once the immediate challenge of dealing with the ensigns had ended. That also explained the double vision in her left eye and the feeling of something leaking from her nose - she raised her hand towards her face, but Nurse Cadell gave a sympathetic grimace and handed her a sterile cloth before she could make contact.
The Bajoran dabbed gingerly at her nostrils. Bright blood bloomed on the cloth when she took it away and she sighed. “Prophets … what a mess!” She would have said more, but it hurt too much.
Nurse Cadell was watching her anxiously. “I’m afraid you’re going to have a nasty black eye unless you get some treatment quickly. Maybe you should lie down, Doctor. You don’t look very well.”
Miya was about to respond when the loud beeping of an emergency alarm attracted everyone’s attention. Ensign MacGuffin’s medical stats were continuing to creep lower, leading the biobed to throw out an alert. Ignoring the headache pounding at her temples, Miya staggered to his bed, syncing the tricorder to his stats and reading the results. “Kosst!” she cursed underneath her breath, trying to order her thoughts. If it was grapok sauce causing this illness, she needed to get a sample of the foodstuff to see what contaminants were involved. In the meantime, she’d continue to treat the symptoms. If this was a form of food poisoning, what other approaches could she take?
It hurt to speak, so she took a short break every few words to let her jaw return to a less painful position. “Uh - let’s start both patients on … intravenous fluids. Add sedatives and antipyretics to the fluids … so they’re kept calm. And keep a close eye on them .... I don’t like the direction their charts are going.” Miya specified the drugs to be used then took a couple of steps away from the biobeds, leaving her staff to continue with their tasks. Her face hurt whenever she spoke, but she couldn’t not communicate. She tapped her commbadge, unaware that Lieutenant Rodier was already on his way to Sickbay.
=^= Ven to Rodier. I need to … find the source of grapok … sauce which may be causing this … illness. Could you authorise a … search? Quarters of Ensigns MacGuffin and … Chekhov, please. =^=
After this, you can ask Stadi in Engineering to check grapok sauce in the replicators. But one thing at a time, Miya. One thing at a time, she thought as she awaited a reply.
[Lieutenant JG Ven Miya, CMO]
Henry couldn’t help but smile at Miya’s timing, as he walked into Sickbay no more than fifteen seconds after receiving her message. “Apologies for the late response, Lieutenant. But I prefer a face to…” he paused as he approached the CMO, noting her bloody nose and mild disorientation. “Jesus, Ven, are you okay?” He instinctively scanned the room, seeing the confined and sedated officers.
~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - CoS
She would have smiled in return, but it hurt too much. “Yes … I’m fine. Well, I will be.” She noticed his gaze pass over the two ensigns and sighed. “It was an … accident. I’ll get this … seen to in a minute.” Miya took a step towards Rodier, reaching out one hand to indicate the ensigns. “Can you search their … quarters for grapok … sauce? Please? It’s important!”
Behind her, Nurse Cadell had a dermal regenerator in one hand. She was trying to make eye contact with the lieutenant and jerking her head towards the empty biobed, clearly hoping he would be able to persuade the obstinate CMO to get treated.
[Lieutenant JG Ven Miya, CMO]
Henry noticed the Nurse’s motion with some anxiety. It was ironically the CMO who would normally be the one to persuade someone to receive treatment, but he was no stranger to getting through obstinance.
As the lieutenant stepped toward Rodier, he moved toward her, lightly grasping her reaching hand. “Of course, I’ll see so it myself.” He began to guide her in the direction of the biobed. “But not until you’re seen to.”
~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - CoS