OOC: It seems that medical and counseling are starting get into the main sim, but thought I’d give them and whomever else another outlet to post. I guess I’ll play the role of amateur GM on this thread.

IC:

The COS sat in his office on Deck 12. He was organizing department schedules when a call came in from the deck below.

=^= Brig to security, we have an issue in the secondary cell block =^=

Ch’zaolrirh raised an eyebrow, and by extension, an antenna. Brig officer duty aboard the Olinski generally felt unremarkable. Most of the time both cell blocks remained unoccupied. On the rare instance when the ship did have a detainee, it was normally only for a short period while the ship was in transit between star bases. In some cases, the lack of activity down in the brig might even leave the on-duty officer wondering if they themselves were being detained… that is if they hadn’t dozed off.

The Andorian was no stranger to the above, having been placed on brig duty regularly during his days on an ensign. Tapping his badge, he decided to investigate directly.

=^= This is the chief, what’s the problem? =^=
=^= It’s Callahan sir, he’s hold himself up in the secondary cell block =^=

The COS had a slew of questions to ask, but decided it would be best to just head down.

=^= I’m on my way. =^=

The turbo-lift ride was short, and the walk to the Brig was not much longer. Entering into the main office he saw two security officers discussing the situation. Clearing his throat, he interrupted, “What exactly is going here?” One of the officers turned and responded, “Well Mr. Callahan has locked himself up in the secondary cell block. I think he’s gone off the deep end sir.” The Andorian furled his brow, “Is he armed?”

“A type 1 Phaser.”

Letting out a sigh, the COS began to take charge of the situation, “Restrict access to Deck 13. If you haven’t, send a report to the bridge, medical, and counseling.” The officer wasted no time. As he did, Ch’zaolrirh began walking over to the entrance of the secondary cell block. Callahan was a handful, but had he really lost his marbles. As COS, the Andorian could just override the door lock, but he had no idea what was going through the mind of the officer within. He tapped his badge once more.

=^= Mister Callahan, this is the chief, are you ok?”

He waited a moment. There was no response from within.

COS Ch’zaolrirh