Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Sickbay, USS Brian A. Olinski (2)

Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in Sickbay, USS Brian A. Olinski (2)

Posted by Commander Richard “Ricochet” O’Shea (Cmd Air Group (CAG)) in Sickbay, USS Brian A. Olinski (2)
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SNIP

A female nurse quickly came to the bed.

“Easy dear. You have taken a fall and more. I have too many patients right now so mind yourself by laying back in this bed and relaxing.” She said in a motherly tone and then off she went to the next patient.

Nurse Kitty

Xandra did as she was told. Her head, and stomach, fighting against her mind to get up and find out what had occurred. When she opened her eyes a few moments later, she looked around for the CAG. “Ric?” She remembered a look, in his eyes… pain. Someone had hurt him. Her heart began to pick up its pace as she wondered if he was all right.

Xandra
Pilot/Gr Wing Ldr

Mirri stood back and just watched. She was far more comfortable in the pilot’s chair or on the Bridge, this was a waiting game that she didn’t like. But she didn’t dare leave in case she had brought a contaminant aboard from the Sierra.

Helm

Ric moved off the bed and over to Xandra. He reached for a grabbed her hand. “Xandra, I’m right here. I’m okay.” His voice was a bit rough as he spoke.

He brushed her hair back to look at the bump on hr head from the fall. “Thank God you’re back to yourself!! How do you feel??”

Ricochet (CAG)

Xandra could feel as if a huge weight was on her. Her call to Ric actually took quite a bit of effort. She felt that she was in control but yet not in control. To move her hand took all the will she had …

GM

“I..” she was having trouble breathing. One hand rose, with almost lead like slowness. “Trouble.. breathing…” Panic started to fill her eyes. Her other hand reached for him but wouldn’t lift to his arm. She could just barely grip his hand as she felt him touch her. “… Ric… something… heavy…” She clenched her hand on her chest as if trying to find what was pressing down. In her mind, she was thrashing around to get away. But on the bed, her legs barely twitched and her arms moved slow as if in a dream.

Xandra
Pilot/Grn Ldr

(fixed hand location)