Posted by Commander Kaylee Adrie (First Officer) in Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) in Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Kaylee Adrie (Counselor) in Sickbay
Posted by… suppressed (6) by the Post Ghost! 👻
OOC: I couldn’t recall if the order had been given to transport the 4 crew that could be transported .. but will assume it has.
IC:

Four pillars of sparkling stars formed then coalesced into people. All were wearing EVA suits that looked more suited (pardon the pun) for a century back and each had seen better days. They had been well used, however, a careful eye could see that they had been very well maintained as well. One person was laying. One was kneeling nearby. One was standing close facing the two; the fourth was facing away. When the transport ended there was muffled speech.
“Vitals are dropping. Adren-4 not helping. Pulse is …” the person realized they were not on the shuttle at this point as did the others. They looked around in startled confusion, but for the one who was looking away. That person reached up calmly to release his helmet and take it off. A middle aged man of what might be Chinese descent was there, thin classic mustache and sharp tuft of a beard, thin, wiry features and balding pate looked impassively around until he caught the eye of someone.
“My daughter is dying. Please save her.”
- Wookiee

Kaylee stepped up to gently wrap an arm around the middle aged man. As the order had been given to transport the crew members, she had raced to Sickbay in order to see if there was any assistance she could provide. While she had little medical training, the situation was emotionally charged and she hoped to be able to support the Sickbay staff in their efforts.

“If you could come over here with me, sir, we’ll give the doctors room to work,” she gently ordered.

Lt Cmdr Adrie, CNS

The man responded a tad slower than what might be normal. He did, however move when coaxed. The Counselor would note that his pupils were not quite even. “Work, yes,” he said, his accent distinctly with a Chinese tone.

Having shepherded him over to an emptier section of Sickbay, Kay left the man leaning against a biobed and then took a step back to study them. Her eyes made contact with him and, as she noticed his uneven pupils, she frowned slightly. She may not be a doctor, but she had received enough medical training to know that wasn’t normal. Picking up a medical tricorder nearby, she initiated a scan, murmuring to the man, “let’s just make sure you’re doing all right after that trauma.”

“Thank you Counselor” Buckingham said appreciatively.

Tom produced his Medical Tricorder from his pocket and moved towards the freshly transported group.
Tom addressed the person who was standing. “What’s the situation here?” He asked calmly. Any information that could be provided would help determine how best to begin to treat these people.

Thomas Buckingham - CMO

The man kneeling was carefully removing the EVA helmet. Dark hair flowed out. The girl was again evidently Chinese, though very pale and her lips tinted blue. She didn’t look to be breathing, or if she was it was very faint. “She took a very hard jolt in the crash,” the man standing explained. His tone also was Chinese, and thick with emotion.

Scans would show that her respiration was extremely low, her heart beat failing. The principle injury was that her lung had been punctured by a broken rib. On the right side she had two broken ribs and two others cracked. Fortunately there was no further internal injury, though the side was seriously going to be bruised.
Wookiee

Lt Cmdr Adrie, CNS

At sometime recently he had taken a blow to the back/side of his head. While there was no fracturing, Kays’s scan would show that he was exhibiting a serious concussion and some brain swelling in that area.
- Wookiee

Kay frowned at the results of the scan and she reached out to snag the sleeve of a cadet wandering by. Satisfied to see that the cadet was wearing what appeared to be a lab coat, she held out the tricorder to him and pointed at the results.

“I think he needs the help of someone who isn’t primarily trained in psychology,” she noted, again gesturing at the results. “His speech is delayed and his pupils are uneven,” she added. The cadet immediately turned and drew up trianoline into a hypospray, pressing it against the man’s neck quickly. As he continued the treatment, Kay remained nearby and eventually asked, “can you tell me what happened?”

Lt Cmdr Adrie, CNS

After the application of the hypo, he looked over toward where the others in is crew were and that they were working on his daughter. The third of them was removing his helmet and setting it aside. He looked to have a gash along one side of his face. It seemed to be a long time before he spoke. “Ships collided. They were on our marked asteroid. We moved to be closer when they veered into our path. Nowhere to turn.” His voice was clipped, controlled but the counselor could tell there was underlying emotion there that was straining to keep under wraps.
- Wookiee

Kay took a deep breath as the man’s torrent of emotions threatened to overwhelm her. She placed her gentle hand on his shoulder and guided him to lay down on the biobed.

“Rest here while we talk,” she soothed. “Our medical staff is eminently qualified and will take care of the injuries to the others, I promise.”

While he laid down his gaze was on what was happening with the others …

She paused for a few moments, gathering her thoughts and taking another calming breath.

“Can you tell me anything about the other ship that was there?” she finally asked, trying to keep her tone more light and curious then prying.

Lt Cmdr Adrie, CNS

“Crane. Vile opportunistic scum,” he murmured. “Can’t trust the lot of them and he’s the worst.”
- Wookiee for Ming Xi