Posted by Ensign Thomas Buckingham (Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Colony - Injured Livestock (Tag Ensign M’Lene)

Posted by Commodore Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Colony - Injured Livestock (Tag Ensign M’Lene)
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Once introductions were out of the way she nodded, “..I see, name is Hannes O’neil. Cousin for my uncle Harnish. You folks ever deal with bulls before?” She said thumbing to the wide pen where three large 12ft high and such bulls milled about slowly, “..Especially ones not used to strangers, and which are not up to their usual selves being sick? Take it from me, you folks don’t want to go just waltzing in there less you factor on getting your hind quarters skewered with a horn or two..” she said. Gesturing then to the tricorders, “..Guess that there is one of those scanner things right? You gonna need to do any poking or prodding on them for samples?” she inquired.

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M’Lene let out a nervous sigh. “No ma’am, we definitely don’t want that. We were going to take some readings from a distance first with our tricorders then decide on the best course of action,” she said, holding up her tricorder. “We would certainly appreciate any help you can provide,” she added.

Ensign M’Lene (Sci)

Ensign Thomas Buckingham - Medical

M’Lene couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the livestock in front of her. She felt an odd sense of connection with them and she could almost feel something primal stirring within her as she locked eyes with a nearby bull.

Ensign M’Lene (Sci)

”..Wait here I’ll bring out Musko first, he’s usually the more ornery one of the bunch..” She said.

The woman nodded, hopping over the fence easily after a small preparation. Landing she soon made a few chittering sounds, which attracted one of the bull’s attentions. “..Here Musko, that’s a good boy, Musko. Come to mama.” she cooed, after a snort and huff the large Bull was in her grasp and got hooked into a side pen and was held still by the bracing of the close pen lines. While it could move a little, jumping and kicking was mostly negated as the woman hopped back out of the containment stall. Waving the pair over. “..Alright you folks can come on over then here, do your doo dad scanning, and if you need to directly take a blood sample or something let me know and I’ll tighten up the pen frame for yas..” She said.

GM CockRoach

“Thank You, Madam. That’s very kind.” Buckingham said warmly. “Shall we?” He said to Ensign M’Lene as he made his way over to the containment pen.

M’Lene nodded, still a little apprehensive. “Indeed,” she as she took a deep breath to calm herself.

As the beast moved and wiggled in the pen Buckingham held his Tricorder out in-front of him and performed a scan of the Bull.
“Well Hello Musko.” He Thomas said wryly. “Now you be a good boy, won’t you?” He waited as the result began to appear on the device’s screen.

Ensign Thomas Buckingham - Medical

M’Lene instinctively stroked the bull as she took some further readings to help identify any pathogens or foreign substances.

Ensign M’Lene (Sci)