Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgery and Emergency Medicine) in Main sim - secondary sickbay

Posted by Civilian T’Pris (Psychobiologist/Scientist) in Main sim - secondary sickbay

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Main sim - secondary sickbay
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The lights around the few occupied beds in secondary sickbay had been dimmed, one of the only signs that it was night time aboard the Ogawa. In the absence of a sun around which to orbit, day and night had no real meaning. Perhaps the presence of such a cycle aboard a starship was simply to keep the lesser minds at ease, Dr Jarvis pondered as he glanced over the top of his PaAD to ensure everything was still as it were the last time he had looked; all was well. He’d read the rules and regulations of Star-fleet cover to cover by now, and aside from an interesting directive giving the medical staff the power to relieve any crew member of their duties (including the captain) should they have good medical grounds to do so, it had been a dull tome. Far more interesting was the article he was currently digesting about the latest advancements in Klingon cardiology, including an appendix on the species intriguing ‘back up’ system.

He reached out a bony hand to pick up a china teacup only to discover it empty. Before he even had the opportunity to ponder getting up to fetch a fresh cup, the ship lurched portside, sending him sprawling from his seat; the teacup slipped from his hand and under the desk. For a moment the room plunged into darkness. “What in blazes!” he cursed irritably as the backup power generator kicked in and the lights came back on. He picked himself up and adjusted his rumpled uniform.

Drake was sitting on one of the port side biobeds and couldn’t help but chuckle at the slapstick scene before him.

=^=Secondary sickbay to the bridge. Has the helmsman taken complete leave of his senses?=^=

Dr J. Jarvis M.D

Drake walked over to the disheveled cardiologist. “Against my better judgement, I’m going to save you from yourself. This is where protocol kicks in. And you’re enlisted crew. You never call the bridge. Especially not to insult them. Jarvis, I’ve been on enough dead ships to know the Captain is about to get very touchy. Her ship is broken, she probably doesn’t know why, and injured are about to get shipped our way. Stay out of the senior staff crossfire.”

-Dr Drake Marshall

As if on Marshall’s que Willows voice responded,

=^= Taylor to sickbay, Doctor Jarvis please refrain from using the ship comms unless you are asked to report or have a sensible query in future. Please prepare sickbay for any wounded and report back in 5 minutes of any injuries on board.=^=

Dr Jarvis scowled and resisted the urge to point out that it had in fact been a sensible query. From his experience, pilots and helmsmen had a tendency to be a bunch of overly cocky, thrillseeking lose phasor banks. “I’ll ensure I remember protocol next time, Dr Marshall, should I have need to contact the bridge or return from an away mission carrying an unknown pathogen.”

into this walked Cai looking annoyed but supporting a limping NE who seemed to have sprained her ankle.

Cross post

=^=T’Pris to sickbay! Crewman injured in the Science Lab storage areas. Require assistance.=^= Came a call from the Science Labs.

T’Pris Psychobiologist

=/\=On my way.=/\= Drake replied to T’Pris “I imagine you can handle a sprained ankle.” he pointed Jarvis toward the injured man Cai was supporting. “You.” Drake pointed at a nurse. “Grab a complete emergency kit. You’re with me.” He stormed out. The nurse gathered an emergency kit and raced to catch up.

-Dr Drake Marshall

Jasper’s eyes fell upon the blue-haired boy and the injured NE he was supporting. Who the injured person was he neither knew or cared, however, he recognised the teen as being the boy who had been studying the chess problems. “Bring her over here, Boy,” he said as he indicated the nearest biobed.

Dr Jarivs then produced a tricorder and began scanning the supposed sprained ankle; he’d be the judge of that. After a few bleeps, he deduced that it was, unfortunately, just that. “I can give you something for the pain and to reduce the swelling,” he then said, procuring a hypospray. After a nod from the NE he administered a single dose.

Dr J. Jarvis M.D