Posted by Commander Brad Walker (Chief Of Staff/Second Officer) in Main Sim - The Hallways of Starbase 157

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ever Zeanar (Chief of Psychiatry) in Main Sim - The Hallways of Starbase 157

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - The Hallways of Starbase 157
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Two of the medical staff appeared in the requested biohazard gear and medkits. One was an ensign from the Ogawa and the other a crewman medic from the starbase contingent. “The isolation room is ready. What’s happening?” the ensign asked as they approached.

~Medical NEs

“We’ve all been hit by some sort of weird psychotropic substance,” Brad replied, still twitching. “I’ve got no idea how he,” he said , indicating Maddington, “got it, but he seems to have passed it to her,” here, he indicated Papillio, ” and, unfortunately, me too. “

“Uhh, right, Ensign Mendez said, very grateful the chief had the foresight to order protective gear.” She took out a tricorder and began scanning the group, while Crewman Itah watched the affected with a keen gaze.

NE Maddington tried to stumble upwards but then started tugging at the collar of his shirt. “Ensign,” he asked the one from the starbase, “Where are the rose gardens? I think the queen will be very cross if the white ones aren’t painted red.” He cast a glance to Papilio, “Why yes we must get on with it shouldn’t we? I wouldn’t want to lose my head.”

Itah’s brows rose, though it was a bit hard to see inside his helmet. “There’s an arboretum? he said. “One deck down…”

The two NEs looked over to Walker, “Aren’t you late, sir? For a very important date?”

“Hm, yes, I am due for tea soon, I think,” Brad said, and just the thought of a nice cuppa with friends was enough to cut his anxiety nearly in half. “Just as soon as we get you to the Infirmary and start puzzling out just what the Hell you’ve infected is with.”

GM Wombat

Lonely in a lonely place. That about summed up how Ever was feeling after an hour of roaming empty hallways on the starbase. Certain her quarters had to be nearby, she continued to move from one long corridor to the next. Rounding yet another corner, she had expected this one to be just as desolate. Stopping short, just narrowly avoiding making contact between the forcefield and the end of her nose, Ever took in a long and sharp breath.

Beyond the forcefield, Ever studied the group of people who had assembled for goddesses only knew why. Perplexed as to what exactly the situation was, she continued to stare. One man was wearing a white lab coat and was performing something humans referred to as the “pee pee” dance. Other medical technicians stood around with equipment looking at two ensigns. One of the ensigns looked like he might have over indulged in Romulan Ale. The female ensign looked as though something didn’t quite smell right. Ever looked back and forth across the group and finally said in a very questioning tone, “is everything alright here?”. 

Lt. Commander Ever Zeanar, COP

” Decidedly not!” Brad exclaimed. “I’m late for tea, and this looney is going to inconvenience me!”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Oh no, another person who could be affected. They didn’t know exactly how this substance was spread but it was definitely affecting people’s behaviour. The biosuited Ensign Mendez turned to Zeanar, her concern evident. “Possible psychotropic substance, ma’am. We’re going to bring everyone to the Infirmary right Chief?” she said, shifting her gaze to the clearly now affected Chief of Staff.

~Med NEs