Posted by Commander Maxwell Harkness (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay (Attn. Garth)

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay (Attn. Garth)

Posted by Lieutenant Obiah Torrirs (Chief Medical Officer (Notified 2019-9-22)) in Main Sim - Sickbay (Attn. Garth)

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Max just shook his head. He turned back towards Lillian. “Well Cadet, if you’d like, you can stay here and help Cadet Scott. However I’m sure he’ll be able to handle the job here. But if you have the medical experience, we could use you over on the Potterfield to help clear their crew.”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Lillian was secretly grateful that she wasn’t have to stay in the sickbay but given that the CMO was out of action it was only wise to advise the XO of her previous Vocation. She really was not all that fond of practicing medicine that why Beyond the monitory studies she done very little with here medical degree.
“I would be more than happy to go back to the Potterfield, to tell you the truth, i am not very good with the doctor thing any way just felt you should know” Lillian was to sure why she had spoken that way to her CO. Lillian look a away for a second before apologising.
“sorry sir to much information there” Lillian advised CMDR Harkness
” tho i would advise transport direct from here to avoid any further risk to the rest of the crew” Lillian was sure that all of the crew that had been on the Potterfield before where a greater risk to the crew.
“we all are posable carriers of this” Lillian was sure this was going to get a lot worse before it got better.

Cadet Lillan Anderson Security

“Arrange to have containment suits transported to sickbay, and you can gear up from here. We might be carriers, but I’d like to limit further exposure if at all possible.”

Further from the crowd, Torrirs, perched upon a biobed, sat with arms hugging their knees closer to their chest. A shiver ran down their spine, alerting every fine hair on their body. It was all too confusing to them; minutes before they’d been parched by the sickbay’s overwhelming heat and now they felt as though Antarctica would have been warmer than their biobed. Dazed by their delusions, there was nothing they desired more than to bask in the warmth of a star’s motherly rays. Maybe then they’d have energy instead of this slump that begged them to stay put rather than chewing out Sickbay’s staff over this insufferable cold.

Seconds, like hours, passed but even in their bundle they couldn’t latch on to warmth. They rocked. Every fibre in their being, stiff to the core, screamed in protest. Occasionally they would have the irrepressable urge to jerk, but the relief was short lived and left them craving something more. It was terribly frustrating.

Dr. Torrirs

=/\= Davis to Harkness. Have you coordinated the away team for the Potterfield? They will need to begin their preparations in concert with the development of the delivery mechanism and treatment. =/\=

Davis, CO (crosspost)

=^= Working on it Captain. Lt Tavium is working on the delivery mechanism, while Lt Garth’s team is working on the agent. I have Cadet Anderson working on getting gear for the away teams. Do we have an objective for the mission back to the Potterfield? =^=

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Garth’s beady eyes settled on Dr. Torrirs for a moment. Then he turned to Lieutenant Tavium and pointed a stubby finger at the chief medical officer. “I suggest you restrain them. They look like they’re in the prodromal period of the infection, and considering the period of illness presents as extreme violence, it’s best to be preemptive here.”

The chief science officer reached into his dark lab coat and pulled out a pair of black latex gloves, which he yanked over his large fingers. “Cadet Scott, our chief medical officer is incapacitated. My specialty is not medicine, but I know my way around scientific equipment, so if you direct me in what you need assistance with, I can help you attempt to concoct an antidote.”

(Lt. J.g. Garth, CSO)