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USS Challenger

Main Sim - Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in 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… suppressed (12) by the Post Ghost! 👻
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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

“No - wait …” she began, but Rodier’s grip - though gentle - was insistent. And her face did hurt. A lot. As she turned, she spotted Nurse Cadell’s implacable expression. Miya gave in and stumbled towards the biobed, sinking onto its padded surface with a pained sigh. “Thanks ....” she whispered to Rodier and Cadell, closing her eyes and letting her colleague take over.

Minutes later, the dermal regenerator had done its work and Miya’s face was looking better; a hypospray of analgesic had helped to deal with the pain of the hairline fracture of her cheekbone until an osteogenic stimulator could be used to complete the healing process. The first cadet allowed back into Sickbay would win the ‘prize’ of treating their chief. Miya would have done it herself, except for the aphorism that was drilled into all members of the medical profession: “The doctor who treats themself has only a fool for a patient!”

She pushed herself into a sitting position, waiting for the slight whirling sensation in her head to subside. “Thank you,” she repeated to Nurse Cadell, managing a more normal smile this time, then glanced at the security chief. “And thank you, too.” Her cheeks flushed slightly as she realised how she must have looked when he arrived. Attempting to cover her embarrassment, she levered herself onto her feet, though she stayed close to the biobed for support.

“So - grapok sauce? Can you search for it, please? I need to test some to see if it’s the source of this … illness.” Miya indicated the third ensign who had accompanied MacGuffin and Chekhov, NE Schmilblick, adding quietly for Rodier’s ears, “Maybe that ensign might be able to help you find it?”

(OOC: Schmilblick hasn’t been mentioned since the start of the sim, so I’m guessing they’re still in Sickbay?)

[Lieutenant JG Ven Miya, CMO]

Henry’s expression remained cool, regardless of any detection of Miya’s blush. “Of course. I’m not sure if we’ll find it in their quarters, but I have an idea of where to look.” He turned to NE Schmilblick. “Ensign, you’re with me. We’ll report back as soon as we find something.” With that, he turned and began to walk out, only to pause briefly and half-turn. “Nurse, if the Lieutenant tries anything she shouldn’t, tell me directly. That’s an order.” He gave an almost imperceptible wink in Miya’s direction, then continued through the door, Schmilblick in toe.

~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - CoS

Schmilblick had been there the whole time, sticking out of the way to let the doctors treat his friends. He didn’t say anything at all, mostly stunned silence at what his two friends were doing and the quiet unease of realization that he might be next. When the COS ordered him to follow along he did so with a blank stare and a quick nod, shuffling behind the man with a sense of urgancy.

“Wait - what?” But he was gone before she could protest any more. Miya turned her head to meet Nurse Cadell’s impossibly straight face.

“I have my orders, Lieutenant,” she said, her voice prim, but the corners of her mouth had started to twitch.

“He winked at me! It was a joke ....” she began, her cheeks heating with a mounting blush, but broke off her protest as the nurse started to grin. Miya sighed, feeling the blush grow stronger, and gave in to a careful smile of her own. “All right. I won’t do anything foolhardy. And anyone else who comes in with this … condition … is sedated immediately, then restrained, until we’ve come up with a cure. Even if we were at full strength, there’s too few of us to care for a sickbay full of dangerous patients.”

“I’ll pass that on, doctor,” the nurse replied, nodding towards the small group of NEs working on the other side of Sickbay.

Left by herself, Miya inspected the screen above Chekhov’s biobed, where his vital signs were matching MacGuffin’s. “What’s wrong with you both?” she murmured to herself. “You and all the others ..... kosst, I hope they find that grapok sauce!” There was little point asking Lieutenant Stadi to check the replicators until she’d heard back from Hen- .... from Rodier and the ensign. All she could do in the meantime was search through the Federation database for any conditions potentially linked to grapok sauce or similar condiments.

(OOC: very well done, Gavin! That made me laugh!)

[Lieutenant JG Ven Miya, CMO]

The records indicated that there were several cases of food poisonings on Federation star ships over the years, all with various and unpredictable effects. Most just resulted in the usual food born illness symptoms but some were more exotic including one that fermented carbohydrates in the body turning people into walking breweries. It was likely, or at least possible, that this illness was related to that.

GM Wombat

Miya stared at the LCARS screen where the results of her search had been displayed. Prophets - is this it? Some of the symptoms seem to match, but I won’t know more until I can test a sample of grapok sauce! She itched to check up with Rodier, but the lieutenant hadn’t been gone for long; instead, she decided to update the Captain and XO to keep them both informed. She’d last spoken to them just before Chekhov’s unexpected attack - though, to be fair to the ensign, he wasn’t entirely responsible for his actions.

The Bajoran tapped her commbadge. =^= Ven to Bridge. We may have identified a potential cause of the illness, Captain, but we won’t know for sure until we can test the grapok sauce that seems to be at the heart of this outbreak. Lieutenant Rodier and Ensign Schmilblick are searching for it now. I’ll update you again when we have more information. =^= Again, she kept the comm open in case anyone wanted to respond.

[Lieutenant JG Ven MIya, CMO]

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