Posted by Lieutenant Izak Waryn (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim: Anomaly Away Team (Sickbay)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Spenn (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Anomaly Away Team (Sickbay)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Soral T’Varan (Chief Diplomatic Officer) in Main Sim: Anomaly Away Team (Sickbay)
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OOC: This was posted in the other thread before our arrival.

IC:
=/\= “Waryn to Spenn and Blackford. We’ve been assigned to an away mission. Meet in Sickbay to receive medications and discuss the mission parameters.” =/\=

Izak exited the turbolift on Deck 12 and started walking to Sickbay 1 as if he were on autopilot.

He was lost in thought, mentally reviewing checklists and trying to account for various contingencies. There were too many unknowns to create any solid plans, though, and he found himself going in circles.

Thinking about the mission was only slightly less worrying than thinking about leading it. Lieutenant Waryn couldn’t help but feel strange being in charge of the mission when there were two Lieutenant Commanders on it… but he would follow orders. Starfleet officers were professionals, and he figured they would do their best despite the oddity of the situation.

He did worry about what he might need to do differently, however, and that was an unnecessary wrinkle he didn’t need. The Chief Engineer didn’t have an authoritarian leadership style, but one normally spoke differently when addressing senior officers. He figured that worry would be in the back of his mind throughout the entire mission.

Upon entering Sickbay, he looked around for Spenn or the others. Since the Chief Medical Officer’s office was in Sickbay 1, he figured the Vulcan doctor would already be there.

Lt Izak Waryn - Chief Engineer - U.S.S. Ark Angel

A couple of minutes later Soral arrived at sickbay in his usual composed Vulcan manner

“Lt”

He said greeting the Chief Engineer in his measured tone , complelty devoid of any emotion

Lt Cmdr Soral T’Varan
Chief Diplomatic Officer
USS Ark Angel

Before Izak could respond, Doctor Spenn appeared.

Spenn saw the two officers standing together. Seeing as neither seemed to need medical attention, he assumed they wished have a meeting. Using logic, he deduced that it would most likely be with him. And thus he approached.

“Lieutenants, to what do I owe this pleasure?” Spenn greeted.

Lieutenant Spenn
Chief Medical Officer

“Well, that’s three of us.” Lt. Waryn knew he had to address the elephant in the room, but wasn’t sure how. It might actually be easier to have the first part of this conversation before Wyatt arrives. He decided to rip off the Band-Aid.

“Commanders, we’ve been assigned to an away mission, and I’ve been placed in charge. I realize that is a little… unorthodox… but I have to trust the Captain and Executive Officer had their reasons. Regardless… they gave us forty minutes to get in and out, so I recommend we get down to business.”

He was trusting their professionalism here, knowing that the mission came first. He briefly considered leveraging their Vulcan natures, but he wasn’t very skilled at that sort of targeted influence… and he wasn’t entirely sure about the underlying logic of placing him in charge.

He looked over at the Doctor. “Commander Spenn, the XO should have sent instructions for some sort of chroniton prophylactic to the medical computers. We’re supposed to take the shot before taking the shuttle to the Pathfinder. We’ll also be in Class IV environmental suits that have been modified with temporal protection.”

Given the fact that the Pathfinder was stuck, it was entirely possible that the away team would be stuck as well, despite these precautions. They had been hastily developed, so the away team had no way to know how effective the suits would be.

“I see three main objectives: Find a way to get the Pathfinder or her crew out of the anomaly safely, defend ourselves and the crew of the Pathfinder from whatever biological entities are inside the bulkheads of their ship, and prevent the crew from learning how much time has passed since they’ve been trapped in the temporal displacement field.”

The XO had been adamant about that last one… and Izak was sure it would be quite a shock when the displaced Starfleet crew did learn the truth.

“Ensign Blackford is joining us… specifically to help address those potentially hostile entities within the ship.” He glanced from Soral to Spenn and back. “Are there any questions… or anything else we need to consider?”

Lt Izak Waryn - Chief Engineer - U.S.S. Ark Angel

The doors to Sickbay opened, and Lieutenant Dr. Mark Callous stepped through with the deliberate, unhurried stride that had become familiar to those who had served alongside him. At six feet ten inches and over three hundred pounds, his presence was difficult to overlook, but Callous paid little attention to the attention it sometimes drew. His medical kit was secured at his side, his uniform immaculate, and his expression carried the same quiet concentration he brought to every emergency.

His eyes settled on Lieutenant Commander Spenn, and Callous approached the Chief Medical Officer without wasting time on unnecessary pleasantries. He came to a stop a respectful distance away and gave the Vulcan officer a brief nod.

“Commander Spenn.”

There was no uncertainty in his voice, only the calm professionalism of a physician who had already received his orders and was prepared to carry them out.

“I’ve been directed by Captain T’Nara to take your place on the away team to the Pathfinder. You are to remain aboard the Ark Angel.”

Callous glanced briefly toward the others assembled in Sickbay before returning his attention to Spenn.

“I understand Lieutenant Waryn has been designated mission lead. I’ll assume the medical responsibilities for the team, including administration of the required chroniton prophylactic, field triage, trauma stabilization, and any medical contingencies encountered aboard the Pathfinder.”

He paused, allowing the statement to settle before continuing.

“I’ve reviewed the preliminary mission parameters. Forty minutes inside the vessel, temporal protection protocols, unknown biological hazards, and a crew that cannot yet be permitted to understand the extent of their temporal displacement.”

His expression remained composed.

“That is sufficient. I’m ready to deploy.”

Callous then secured his medical kit and looked toward Lieutenant Waryn.

“Lieutenant Waryn, when you are ready, I am prepared to receive the prophylactic and proceed with the team.”

There was no attempt to challenge the change in personnel or question why the Chief Medical Officer had been replaced. Orders had been given, and Callous had always regarded preparation as the proper response to uncertainty.

“Let’s make certain we bring them home.”

MARK CALLOUS, M.D.
Lieutenant (O-3)
Starfleet Medical Corps
USS ArkAngel NCC-98729
Medical Operations Division