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Shuttlebay - Mission to the Sphere

Posted by Commander Wulf Baumann (XO) in Shuttlebay - Mission to the Sphere

Posted by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (CMO) in Shuttlebay - Mission to the Sphere

Posted by Gamemaster GM (GM) in Shuttlebay - Mission to the Sphere
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T’Leia took a silent breath of relief,”We were just trying to contact the Captain to check on the status of the Raiders as we did not see them anymore. Should we stand down here now then, do you think? We should speak with Dal and let him know what is going on and that he and his people can relax.” That she had obviously been a bit rattled about what was going on was apparent by her unusually rambling sentence. She was usually more precise and accurate.

T’Leia

Alan nodded. He turned to Dal. “Wuh raiders saudau tor nam-tor hal-tor. Ish-veh sutra mokuhlek shom.” (The raiders appear to be gone. Your people can rest.) Looking back at Baumann, he said “Sir. Um, I’m in contact with another small group from inside the sphere. They seem to have heard the distress call as well, and came to help with the raider situation. They call themselves ‘Clan Zool.’ Should I bring them here? Send them away?”

-Lt(j.g.) Alan Dysart, Linguist

Baumann looked at the assembled team and cursed inside his head. This was not the ideal time for a command structure change. “But so be it.” he thought silently. He then said out loud “Lt. Dysart, please ask Dal and a representative of ‘Clan Zool’ to meet with us as quickly as possible. We need to get a more solid understanding of the political climate within this place. Ensign Locke, compile all scans of the existing tech and coordinate with Engineering on prioritizing repairs needed to stabilize this particular habitat. Keeping this group safe is our first priority as they sent the distress call. Commander T’Leia, as our Diplomatic Officer, I would ask that you begin preparations for the proposed mediation between Dal, Zool, and the so-called ‘Raiders’. A venue that is neutral to all would be my suggestion. I do not want to have those talks here, however. Inviting potential hostiles into an already compromised area is not a sound tactical decision.” He then looked around and saw Dr. Grey. “Doctor. Can you prioritize any sick or injured for treatment? If need be, we can send those most in need to the ship for treatment once we determine they pose no risk of contamination.” He then looked at the Security team. “Security. Lock down this area and keep an eye open for any further attempts to interfere with this habitat’s safety.”

Baumann then relayed his instructions to the bridge of the Bonaventure.

Baumann, XO
OOC: Fixing split

“Sir. Um, I’m in contact with another small group from inside the sphere. They seem to have heard the distress call as well, and came to help with the raider situation. They call themselves ‘Clan Zool.’ Should I bring them here? Send them away?”

-Lt(j.g.) Alan Dysart, Linguist

T’Leia waited for Dysart’s question to be answered before asking her own.
“Perhaps if all parties are agreed we could meet on the Bonaventure. I would suggest the Captain’s Mess, if Captain Bovar is amenable. The Situation room does not provide seating and we would wish the parties to be able to relax and be amenable themselves.”

Commander T’Leia

Rachel nodded and went straight to work. Having already moved the injured to a specific location as she assisted with the transfer she thought it would be considerably easier than it would have been earlier. Seeing as she didn’t possess the linguistic abilities of their communications officer she tried to indicate to the more injured to follow her, speaking calmly to them the tall Scot indicated to the side so she could start general assessment and treatments.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Alan decided to help. “Zahal-tor hassu Grey. Fan-veh dash-tor, zahal-tor wuh hassu.” (Follow Doctor Grey. Anyone injured, follow the doctor.)

The Doctor smile her crooked smile at the linguist and gave him a thankful nod.

After relaying that the Raiders had fled Dal’s clan disembarked from their shuttle pod of sorts and returned slowly to the main room. In this time Grey was able to discern some of the injuries and ailments and in her mind triage them. In essence there were no ‘injuries’ from any kind of industry or battle but simply living and where there had been limited medical availability. There were a couple of poorly set bones, minor burns and a two birth defects by the look of it - one being a leg shorter than the other and another a kind of skin deformation.

With the people out engineering could get a better look at the engines and function of the cobbled together repairs on their travel pod and remove panels and such to expose the real guts and ‘work’.

Slowly the Zool group approached until they were hovering close by. It was a pod not unlike the one that they were going to escape in, only this one had what looked to be projectile weaponry on the outside and what might be a form of torpedo launcher slung underneath. However, the pod was not in any better shape than Dal’s and looked even the worse for wear as it appeared to have seen some conflict.
- Wookiee

Ari then tapped her chair. [O]Baumann, we can’t get too involved. But if all sides are willing to ‘talk’ then let’s at least get them together. Perhaps between them they can figure things out. But we shouldn’t offer more than standard first aid. Anything more would either be more or less than they are used to and could cause more problems than it helps. [O] Her voice struggled to remain steady.

Ari
CO

“Sir? Should I send Clan Zool to the Bonaventure?” Alan asked.

-Lt(j.g.) Alan Dysart, Linguist

=^=I have suggested that our ship might be a suitable neutral spot for negotiations, Captain.=^= T’Leia tapped her combadge to ask the Captain.

T’Leia

Naomi nodded while she listened to T’Leia mention about contacting the Captain and check on the Raider’s status. It was a good idea. Sensing T’Leia’s anxiety, the junior officer frowned and considered what she could do in order to ease it.

Her thoughts were distracted when Alan spoke to Dal, then to Baumann.

When Baumann mentioned her coordinating with the Engineering time, she nodded.

“On it.”

She moved over to help to help the Engineers as she began to analyze data from the nearest console.

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci.

Rachel started by working with what she had. Repairing badly healed bones was a simple procedure, at least in theory, repair any damage she could find and reset them without overly hurting her patients. She worked quickly and efficiently, identifying a detrimental problem, assessing the injury and treating it with care.

Dr Grey - CMO

The patients were not ‘that’ many, but the time required to work with each one was more than Grey may have thought. Their bone structure was less dense and their bones thinner and so any work in that was a more detailed affair. She was, however, in each one, able to develop a sense of trust from them and their language which was certainly alien, became easier to follow. Dal came by in line, holding out his left arm. A scan would show that it had been fractured at one time and some shards were messing with nerves running close to the bone.
“You would be a elder healer among my clan/family,” he said. “Where do you live?”

Rachel rummaged in her medkit and grabbed the necessary equipment to realign the bone and remove the fragments. Giving Dal a friendly smile as she began her work, first sedating her arm so she could properly remove the shards “I live on the Bonnie, our ship, B-deck like all the rest” He said as she worked “But I’m from Earth, the Homeworld to us Humans. Place called Scotland”

“Scot Land,” Dal repeated. “Is it dark like here? Does it have a Great Eye over you too?”
- Wookiee

Baumann activated his communicator. [O] Captain, while I agree that we shouldn’t become overly involved, I do suggest that our role as a mediator of sorts may prove valuable for all parties. I recommend that we take up the Commander’s suggestion and convene a meeting on board the Bonaventure. [O]

Baumann, XO

Engineering would have a harder time. The console was in an alien script and made little sense to them as the language did not seem to match anything on the written side. Another .. alternative may be in order.
- Wookiee

Dr Grey - CMO

Baumann watched as the others prepared for the next phase of operations. Seeing the Engineering team trying to decipher the alien script, Baumann said “Maybe ask Dal if he can translate. That may help increase our chances of getting the shuttle operational.”

Baumann, XO

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