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USS Atlantis

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Posted by Lieutenant Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Sickbay - side sim Open thread

Posted by Captain Alexxander Ryley (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - side sim Open thread
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Both EMH woman and Ryley stopped and stared at the very large, very loud CoS. Ryley watched him an cocked his head to one side apparently pondering while.the EMH looked wild eyes and clenched her fists at her side her mouth pressed into a thin line as if she were trying to stop herself saying something. It came out however loudly. “PLEASE STATE THE NATURE OF THE MEDICAL.EMERGENCY.” She all but yelled and then slapped her hands over her mouth seemingly very embarrased.

Linkin ushered the NE to one of the bio beds and had him sit so he could run a few tests. “I apologize for the CMO, he has been continuly arguing with the EMH. I am beginning to think it is a love hate relationship.”

The NE sat quietly as Linkin prepared.to.deal with his hand. “Oh dont appologise…i was here when Ryley first was assigned. I know what hes like. Its just…i havent ever seen that EMH before…”

Linkin when to the try with a bunch of hyposprays. He chose a spray with tetnis as well as a immune booster just in case of infection from the wound. It didn’t appear to be bleeding profusely so he wasn’t all that worried. Linkin pressed the hypo against the mans neck and the familiar Hiss sounded as the hypo was delivering it’s meds.

The EMH walked away from Ryley and Mardusk with her chin up as if she couldnt be bothered woth either man and stood by Linkin watching him.work instead.

Linkin then picked up the dermal re-generator off of the try and started to heal the mans wound. “How did you get this cut?” He asked as the dermal re-generator started to knit the mans flesh back together.

Ens - Linkin Sulivin - MED

The NE was watching the EMH and seemed confused by the question. “Oh my hand…its kinda a long story. You see my partner and i thought we would get a new bed. But instead of just replicating we thought we would you know build our own so we ordered from IFEA and there we are building it and the dammed mid section wouldnt fit. I assumed you had to like bend it a little which was working but then it like pinged up and…slice.”

OOC: It’s the NE with the cut hand. Mardusk has a migraine.

James

Ryley meanwhile was still standing looking at Mardusk. Finally he said “Headache?” And raised his eyebrows expectantly.

Ryley
MD

Mardusk simply said “Mother of all of ‘em.” and took a seat on a nearby bed, the platform protesting slightly at his mass. “So what the hell was that all about?” he asked, jerking his thumb over his shoulder in the general direction of the EMH.

Mardusk, CoS

Ryley followed and removing his tricorder frlm his jacket pocket took the hand held part out and ran a scan over Mardusk’s head. “Dont ask. If i could get her to go away i would, she just turns herself on. How long have you had the headache? Any nausea, vomiting, sensitivity to light and noise that sorta thing?”

Ryley
MD

“Haven’t puked. Loud noises hurt. It’s like a bad hangover without the joy of the night before.” and he turned his head, slowly, and looked in the direction of the EMH.

Ryley made a sort of smypathetic noise. For the pain or the lack of fun the night before it was unclear.

“YOu should have Engineering look at that. ‘Cause I’ll tell ya, Doc. You two standing there yelling at each other while you had a guy standing there bleeding doesn’t promote the sense of ‘healing’ I would think you are going for here. It seemed more like a Klingon Heavy Metal club.”

Mardusk, CoS

“I blame engineering for her existance. He wasnt bleeding that badly. Small laceration, clean edges, no shock. Likely an accident rather than an emergency or an attack besides i was turning off holoemitters and a Klingon club would at least have the benefit of more interesting females and alcohol.”

Ryley fiddled with a vibrant orange filled hypo from his pocket and held it up to the light squinting at it. “This should clear that right up.” He said and pressed the device against Mardusk’s neck. It hissed for a slightly longer time than was customarily normal before he withdrew it. “Gotta accomodate your metabolism.” He said by way of explanation and pocketted the hypo again.

Ryley
MD

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