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USS Ark Angel

Main Sim - Sickbay 3 - Locke's Injured

Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay 3 - Locke’s Injured
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Her next message was to Flint. ~Dr. Locke - if you are uninjured please take command of Sickbay 3. Casualties are incoming. Please reply to confirm.~

Flint had noticed chaos around him in the corridor he was walking down during the incident, he had somehow managed to grab onto a bulkhead after feeling the brunt of the force behind him. He took a quick glance over himself to check for any blood or most importantly, anything broken.

In the noise and smoke that was obstructing his view, he stood up and activated the wall system to check-in, noticing a flashing message under his identification he opened it and responded to the CMO’s request.

Flint stood up and started to make his way to Sickbay 3 he helped two crew members, guiding them towards the bay with himself, the door’s open and they all entered.

  • Ensign Locke, Medical Officer

OOC: Splitting this off for Locke’s injured in sickbay 3

Locke’s injured were soon coming into the third sickbay, most with broken bones or sprains or the like. None of the injured were life threatening thankfully. Groans and complaints were soon echoing around the third sickbay and others inquiring on what happened.

GM CockRoach

Flint had been well prepared throughout his career in these types of situations, but nothing could have been further from the real-life incident that he had just been involved with.

Sickbay 3 houses multiple bio-beds in a generous workspace but instantly he knew the whole bay was running on its solo emergency power “Minimal at best…” he thought to himself. Slowly placing his injured crewmate over to one of the beds in the distance he went to grab a medical tricorder from the cabinet.

During his scans on the critically observed patients, additional members of the crew started to enter and made their way to the biobeds, they were trying to make sense of the whole situation.

“I instantly became dizzy, then passed out” he heard one say.

“One moment I was working on a bulkhead replacement, the next thing I know I was being thrown halfway down the corridor” another had begun.

Flint had interjected to bring a bit of order to the room “Can all self-assessed and fit individuals make your way back to your posted stations, anyone else requiring immediate medical attention, take a bed”.

  • Ensign Locke, Medical Officer

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