Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Benjamin Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Main sim- Central Triage Station

Posted by Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (GMT) in Main sim- Central Triage Station

Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Main sim- Central Triage Station
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Cara watched the shapeshifting with furrowed brows. She never seen one before and to watch her shift and join with her sister was…beautiful. She only hoped it was enough to help them both survive. There was very little time for gawking, so she laid two new victims of the poison on plastic beds close to the sisters so they could be treated together quickly when the found the antidote.
“It’s going to be alright, we’re looking for a treatment as we speak. Dr. Grey is the best,” Cara told the blond ensign and her cowokers who worked security. They looked to be in rough shape as she held off the poison with antibiotics as they waited for the results. She used gauze and pressure on the wounds as she waited for the hypospray of blood clotting medication to work. Cara looked over at Dr. Grey hoping to learn something from his scans to save these people.

Ensign Doctor Cara Daniels

The scan came back as normal for an Andorian apart from the fact that this Andorian was inebriated. His breath was sweet with the smell of Andorian Ale and he had obviously imbibed a fair bit of it before the crisis had hit and he’d been brought back onto active duty.

There was only one Meryidiyth now and her breathing had become shallow but stable.

The blond ensign Cara was working on was slipping in and out of consciousness, three patients had succumbed to heart failure already but slowing the spread of the poison was helping buy time.

At this point something new arrived, a young security officer with bright red hair who had succumbed to blunt force trauma to the head and chest. There were round welts on his body and his ribs we’re crushed to the point that his left lung had collapsed.

Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (GMT)

Karina watched as the buzz around her made her feel invisible. The CMO had taken the towel from her hand, barked his orders and walked off without so much as a nod. The twins melding into and out of one another made her realize how insufficient her medical knowledge was of alien species.

As the new casualty arrived and was set on a pallet of blankets behind the currently bustling crowd, she shook her head. “Well, guess I will make good of myself,” she murmured and moved over to the man. She made a quick assessment and nodded to a couple NEs nearby looking as lost as she felt. “You two… one go see if you can find a couple bottles of water. The other find me a bioscanner. I am sure there are some that survived the crashes.”

As the NEs scurried off to do her barked bidding, she stroked back the hair of the unconscious man on the pallet. “Stay with me…” she stroked her hand over his forehead to push the hair back then started using a bottle of water a passing NE offered her to begin washing off his obvious wounds to see what else she could take care of. “What happened to you?” She half whispered as if the man would actually answer her.

Ens. Karina Niles
Doctor

“Alien…” was all he could get out from around his injuries, “fast”. He slipped unconscious again. The bio scanner picked up the partially collapsed lung and also bio matter in the wounds. Alien bio matter.

Benjamin looked at the results of the scan “Alchohol?” He said out loud in a curious tone. He looked up at the now singular Meredith person as he could smell them merging, or well one disappearing. He looked back down at the Andorian “This is going to be a fun prescription” He said to himself as he looked up “We’re going to try something, first appearances show that Alchohol in the blood is stopping the spread of whatever Poison they are infected with. Small injections of whatever medicinal alcohol we have should have a positive effect” He ordered those working on those injured. He saw the new arrival “Doctor Niles I need assistance here” he looked at the young Doctor “Daniels take charge of the Alchohol Distribution.” He immediately switched to fresh surgical gloves as he dropped next to the injured Securirty officer and started a scan.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Daniels hopped to it and started preparing some of the most unusual hypo’s in Starfleet history. A shot into the bloodstream for surface wounds stopped the spread of the poison almost instantaneously but those who had the poison deeper in their systems were going to need a faster way to get the alcohol through the blood stream.

((OOC:… with all due respect, but nearly my whole post from Karina was in response to and dealing with the fallen security officer. She is already there and already working on him… Meli))

OOC: Well with all due respect I apologize, I completely misread that.
Hjortur

Karina was grateful for the Doc’s attention, but it seemed as if Grey was on autopilot. As she had turned for another bottle of water, the Doc had called her as if she wasn’t even there. “I’m right here, Sir,” she said softly as she shifted on the balls of her feet to try and keep from kneeling completely so she could move as needed. She was used to it. Since arriving on the ship, she seemed to be either invisible or treated like she was capable of doing the work of four people. It didn’t really bother her anymore. The Doc seemed to be one of those who did his thing with such efficiency and single mindedness that he spoke as he always did and in the same volume. The patient was the most important thing to him and those around him were merely extensions of the instruments around him.

She handed a fresh wet cloth to the CMO and put the usual soft smile of efficiency and willingness to serve on her face. “What do you need?” She knew he would tell her what he needed as he needed it. But sometimes it was nice to remind him there were others around, as well.

Ensign Karina Niles
Doctor

At this point the red headed ensign started to cough up some blood from the partially collapsed lung.

Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (GMT)

“Easy… easy,” she stroked the Ensign’s hair and help tip him slightly to keep him from swallowing more of the blood than he had to. Looking up at the Doc, she shook her head. “We need to get his lung drained. Tell me what you need from me.” She was good enough at her job that ‘worse case scenario’, had no one been around, she would have made a small cut, inserted a tube and let the blood drain from his lung. Best case, science had the ability to help in ways scalpels and hands couldn’t. But out here, with the Doc before her, she had the feeling there was something better that could be done for the Ensign. She just wasn’t sure ‘what’.

Ens Karina Niles
Doctor

“We’re going to need to drain his lung since we don’t have a biobed we’re going to need a suction device” He opened his medpack and started searching “We’re going to faction a chest tube and insert it, releasing the air from the lung allowing him to breath” He explained as he modified a device for suctioning “Please make the initial incision” He said as he prepared the device itself.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Karina nodded and got the microscalpel from the kit. She lifted the tunic and used the small energy beam to slice up the material to loosen it enough to reach the lung. Once the uniform was clear, she poured some water over the spot and wiped it clean with one of the guaze from the kit. As she made her incision finished and reached for the time the doctor was fashioning.

As the work continued a commotion happened nearby. Four tentacled beings were streaking through the edge of the Triage Station making a bee line for the Guardian of Forever. Their tentacled limbs struck out indiscriminately at able bodied and sick alike, tossing them from their path with a fanaticism bordering on insanity…

Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (GMT)

The commotion made Karina look up. “LOOK OUT!” She yelled to those in the path. Grabbing a handful of guaze to cover the now open wound, she moved to her knees and made herself a barrier over the man lying prone under her. One hand bracing up her body as the other tried to keep pressure on the wound while trying not to hurt him more.

Ensign Karina Niles
Doctor

Benjamin looked at the beast running past the group “OUT THE WAY!” Benjamin yelled. He’d been so focused that he had missed the commotion behind him. For a moment he regretted his general disdain for weapons, wishing he had something to protect his patients other than his wit. He saw in the distance some of the Officers that had been fighting with those creatures chasing the lone one “Doctor Niles please continue the procedure” He said as he kept an eye on the creature, hoping it would not reach them. He looked around for a weapon other than the lazer scalpel he held in his hand.

Dr. Grey CMO

One of the creatures went down in a veritable hail of phaser fire, taking several hits before it skidded to a halt barely metres from their feet, stunned into insensibility.

Another went down in a tangle of arms and tentacles as someone bravely got in it’s way.

Two more we’re making their way through the melee and one was about to run down the ensign who was still suspiciously watching Meryidiyth. There was a loud thump as a super dense Meryidiyth hauled herself off the cot and caught the being by a tentacle and started whipping it around her head like a bolo. It may have been incidental that the first pass of the being knocked said ensign down, but then again in her weakened state it had probably been an accident…

That left the one still to be dealt with, making a beeline for the Guardian and now using stray equipment and people as launching platforms to speed it’s egress.

Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist (GMT)

Ben turned to the creature “No, stupid idea” He took a position and started running towards it, holding the Laser Scalpel downwards as if it were a bayonet “Damnit!” He yelled as he made his way to the creature and simply jumped and tried to grab ahold of it with his left hand and stabbing the medical instrument with his left into the side of the Tentacle horror.

Dr. Grey - CMO

=^=All hands we are launching a focused flame attack in the immediate area about the Obelisk. Seek cover, Now.=^=

R’han

OOC :Cross posting Comms - Jeremy