Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (Gamemaster) in Deck 12, Cargo Bay- Main Sim

Posted by Cadet Johnathan Baptiste (Doctor) in Deck 12, Cargo Bay- Main Sim

Posted by Cadet P’Mala Dawes (Doctor) in Deck 12, Cargo Bay- Main Sim
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“I… nothing. I can’t feel or move anything,” Albert said quietly, all jokes having flown out the proverbial airlock

It was hard to get clear readings since whatever the goo was had done something to space/time (noted by the presence of tachyons) but only in an isolated area around the poor ensign. Morton’s bio readings were currently stable though his heart rate was understandably high, and it was hard to say exactly what issues the lower half of his body was having. He was starting to look a little faint as well.

The other notable issue that they could detect was the growing amount of tetryon radiation that undoubtedly had touched anyone within some proximity to the original blast. They would all need to be treated, but for Morton who was stuck within the… whatever it was, it was likely that much more dangerous given that tetryons could cause cellular disruption.

~Mischief Maker

Cadet Baptiste glanced at the tricorder readings from the tricorder Cadet Dawes was using as he waited the response to his offer of a hypospray injection. Oh mon Dieu, le rayonnement tetryon he thought in French. He immediately hit his comm badge =^= Capitaine nous avons une exposition de tetryon radiation ici, Informez la baie malade que nous allons avoir besoin de Chronexaline et Hyronalin à portée de main. =^= he said rapidly in French, then realizing he spoke in French quickly corrected himself =^= I apologize Captain, we have an exposure of tetryon radiation here, inform sick bay we are going to need Chronexaline and Hyronalin on hand. =^=
He then quickly started to search the emergency med kit for the necessary drug hyposprays to begin treating the crew in the cargo bay for radiation exposure, the pain hypospray for Cadet Dawes completely forgotten.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

Short version, Taya. Give him the short version. Just enough to let the command staff know what happened. “Sir, we’re in the cargo bay getting equipment for our departments and a bottle from one of the crates exploded, leaving Ensign Morton partially invisible.” She hoped that was enough.

Cadet Taya Lenwa - Security

A sharp bolt of pain wracked P’Mala’s head. She gripped the tricorder hard, tried to steady herself. Baptiste and Lenwa were taking control of the situation. Her head… she sat down on the cool floor.

Tachyons means space/time, right, she thought. To be honest, space physics was not one of her strong suits–she’d avoided that whole line of science classes for the most part.
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She turned her attention to NC Brin Hadley.

“Brin. Are you okay? Do you remember anything about where you got that bottle? A shipment number so we can look it up in the cargo manifest?”

-Cadet P’Mala Dawes

Cadet Hedley nodded. “I found a crate of them over in the corner,” Brin said, shaking slightly as she stared at Morton wide-eyed.

Cadet Baptiste caught Cadet Dawes sitting back down on the deck out of the corner of his eyes, concerned he looked up and asked “Are you okay? Perhaps I should give you the Terakine hypo?” Then he was hit with another wave of nausea and dizziness. Staggering a little he then looked to Cadet Lenwa, with a pale face and shaky voice he again he reiterated his previous statement “Cadet Lenwa may I recommend that you have NE Hadley here show you that crate where he got the bottle from and secure it, and please remember not to touch the bottles in said crate, we have a big enough issue as it is.” Then he stumbled a little towards Cadet Dawes to hand her the Terakine hypo.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

P’Mala Dawes took the hypospray from Baptiste and injected it into her arm.

“I needed that,” she murmered. “Thanks.”

Taya considered Baptiste’s suggestion. “Since we’re dealing with tachyons, and since I wasn’t in the blast radius when the bottle exploded, I think I should wait until the science people get here.” She had no desire to become nauseated or invisible.

Cadet Taya Lenwa - Security

“Aah,” she said–with the immediate pain relief of the hypospray, P’Mala felt the nausea and foggiest seep into her head.

“I believe I’m experiencing a concussion,” she admitted. “Taya, if you’re not contaminated, it’s best you stay that way.”

Despite her injury,, P’Mala wanted to look up the owner of the crate and its contents in the manifest before Science arrived. Not knowing how long Morton would remain stable–as a doctor, the not knowing was what made her most uncomfortable.

-Cadet P’Mala Dawes

Cadet Baptiste nodded at Cadet Lenwa in acknowledgement of what she said “Well at least allow me to give you a hypospray of Chronexaline and Hyronalin, actually all four of you, to help minimize the affects of the tetryon radiation, as the longer we stay here the greater the spread and exposure to it. Ensign Morton I will toss you the hypo and you just need to inject it where you can, you definitely need the medication to help with the reduction of cellular disruption, sir.” He then tossed the hypo to the Ensign. In a low murmur he said to Cadet Dawes “I am not sure how much help it will have for him, 50/50 best guess, God only knows how much tetryon radiation he has been exposed to and who knows what else, but I am almost positive it will not hurt him and should buy us some time to help him.” Then turning about and out loud asked “So do you want me to give you those hypos or do you just want to evacuate the Cargo Bay like everyone else? I can stay behind until the Hazmat and medical teams arrive and monitor Ensign Morton.” Cadet Baptiste felt more in control, despite the dizziness and nausea, after all this was one of his specialties, emergency medicine, if only he could have some Nina Simone or Norma Tanega playing in the background, like he did when performing surgery.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

It was fortunate for Baptiste that Morton had pretty good reflexes and could catch the incoming hypo with his one free arm. “You better hope I know how to use this properly,” Morton said, attempting a bit of levity despite the fact that he was visibly terrified. A hiss against his neck and Morton dropped the hypo to the deck where it could be retrieved by others.

~Mischief Maker

“Good catch sir. I know you know how to use a hypospray as it is part of Star Fleets training that everyone go through first aid/responder course once a year.” Replied Cadet Baptiste with a smile “It would be a hell of a time to have to give you a refresher course.” With that Cadet Baptiste hit his comm badge =^= Bridge please advise medical that Ensign Morton has self-administered one hypospray of Chronexaline and Hyronalin. Myself and Cadet Dawes continue to monitor his condition. =^= With that quick report he looked at Cadet Dawes “May I have the Tricorder for a minute. I want Cadet Brin to show me the crate, so I may take some readings. Take these two hyposprays of Chronexaline and Hyronalin; I recommend you give yourself and Cadet Lenwa give yourselves a dosage. I will treat Cadet Brin and myself.” I pray to God Cadet Dawes forgets that emergency medicl kits only have four doses of Chronexaline and Hyronalin Cadet Baptiste thought to himself.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical