Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in main sim - Sickbay and Alien Goo

Posted by Commander Heather Grace (Executive Officer/Chief Science Officer) in main sim - Sickbay and Alien Goo

Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Nagivation Officer) in main sim - Sickbay and Alien Goo
Helena made her way with a stony expression toward sickbay. She swore Grey was going to lock her up or something. This stuff was nasty and smelled and clung in places like it was holding on to dear life. She swore if that lizard thing dropped eggs all over her, once she was cleaned and cleared and not at risk of one shooting out of her stomach like something from that old sci-fi flick…Alien?…she was resigning from Star Fleet. She was done. No more alien diseases, infestations, or attacks. She shivered at the thought. She walked through the doors and looked around. “Hey Doc…where do you want us before this stuff starts dripping everywhere?” She jerked her thumb to the other bridge officers who’d gotten hit by the goo that were filling in behind her.

Laursen, pilot

“And where do you want this?” Heather asked holding up the net with the creatures remains. “It’s what is left of the creature. Sadly someone put a hole through it, but hopefully you can get some information on it, at least enough to keep these off the ship in the future. I’m hoping your imaging scanners will be able to get more information then I could get in the science labs.

Cmdr. Grace - XO/CSO

Marceau followed the two of them into Sickbay. “‘Sadly’? It was murdering the crew! Look at Ensign Conlon.” He said to Grey, shaking his head. The stuff was stinky and all he wanted was it off of him, but that would come soon.

~ Capt Renault

Heather turned around and looked at the Captain was he walked in. “And it had already been captured at the point it was shot. Now we won’t be able to figure out why it was motivated to attack the crew. Can you say for certain Captain that we didn’t start this? Perhaps we killed a member of its crew first. Or do you intend to shoot first and ask questions later every time we meet an alien species out here, sir?”

She was tired, hungry, sore, desperately needed a shower, but above all frustrated. Protecting ship and crew were important, but she had figured that a former doctor wouldn’t be so quick to shoot first and ask questions later like a common security officer. Especially a creature that was captured and no longer an immediate threat.

Cmdr. Grace - XO/CSO