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USS Athena

Main Sim - Sickbay: A Late Night Snack

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jessica Lemann (Doctor) in Main Sim - Sickbay: A Late Night Snack

Posted by Civilian Michail (Civilian) in Main Sim - Sickbay: A Late Night Snack

Posted by Civilian T’Pon (Groundskeeper) in Main Sim - Sickbay: A Late Night Snack
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=^=Madison to sick bay. Kurok’s down, unconscious and appears to be bleeding from the ears.=^=

Junior Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist

As the call came through, Jessica looked from her patient to the CMO. “I can go if you’d like, but I’d rather stay here…” she murmured, motioning to T’Pon.

Dr. Lemann

Benjamin looked at T’Pon then back at Lemann =^=This is Doctor Grey I’m on my way=^= “We can’t spare anyone on their way to Sickbay 2, you’re in charge here while I’m gone” He said running out of the room after grabbing a medkit and his personal tricorder.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Jessica nodded and called at his departing figure, “I’ve got it.” Being left in charge of sickbay was the most normal thing that had happened in the last few hours and, in a way, that made it almost a relief.

Dr. Lemann

“Ceres” stood next to her almost protectively and was looking at everything at once. “I keep wondering where and when the next crisis is going to come from.”

Michail

Jessica’s head shot up at the observation, having quickly forgotten the presence of the other individual as she threw herself into caring for her patient. “Tell me about it,” she commented, forcing her usual humor to the forefront despite her distraughtness over the current situation. “It’s been a crisis a minute around here lately.” She reached down and bravely brushed T’Pon’s hair aside again, feeling emboldened by the brief contact she’d had with Va’rek. Her words may have carried humor, but that humor certainly wasn’t reflected on the typically animated blonde’s face.

Dr. Lemann

A sleepy voice chimed in, “Where’s my baby?” and then started to drift off again.

T’Pon

“Ceres” made a hushing sound, ‘It’s going to be ok,” he said simply to the semiconscious woman then turned to Lemann with somber eyes, “You handled it well”.

Michail

Jessica had been about to answer her sleepy patient, but their shadow jumped in instead. It occurred to her that she had no idea what the actual status of the child was, other than she was safe. Well, she’d just have to trust… that was a skill, or rather, lack there of that was being called on a lot lately. She offered Ceres a slight upturn of her lips that could be qualified as a smile, but was barely a reaction from her. “Thank you,” she murmured, her hand dropping from the Vulcan’s forehead as she leaned against the biobed, feeling the exhaustion nagging at her bones.

Dr. Lemann

T’Pon moaned in pain slightly as Jessica’s hand touched her forehead. She looked like she was having a nightmare.

T’Pon

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