Posted by Gamemaster Nosferatu (GM) in Shuttle Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Ush’ast Rah-Triton (Chief of Security) in Shuttle Bay

Posted by Ensign Sorra Narssu (Engineer) in Shuttle Bay
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Natasha was breathless. Once she found out the teams were going into the hangar to play with the probe that was causing this she ran from sickbay to here in under a minute flat. Sickbay was in shambles and three minutes without her would not change that but three minutes with the probe might cause more harm without her drugs.
“Jarred wait,” Natasha said running into the small room where the chief was dressing in the radiation suit. She could feel her irritation with the chief and knew it was irrational. Few knew what was physically happening to thier bodies right was caused by the influx of the radiation. The fact that he was dressed already meant time was going to be waisted for him to get undressed for her to treat him “I need you to take your helmet off. You are gonna need this,” she lifted the hypospray. “Turns out the radiation is saturating your adrenal glands producing more adrenaline or noradrenaline than your body can handle. This is not a cure but it is going to help you focus. Its a home cure of Cortropine to increase the dopamine in your brain and Melorazine to help you relax. It can cause you to feel a little groggy so if you feel a bit tired that is fine.” Natasha tried not to fidget as she waited for Jarred to react. The irrational belief he could put some hustle in the muscle for the task was coming from the radiation.

Jarred eyed her carefully as he took a deep breath. “Fine…” he said with a gruff as he removed the helmet to expose some skin for her.

Pressing the hypo to his neck she quickly turned to the new guy. “Your turn,” she said rapidly. There was so many people to treat and not enough of the meds or the devices to g around. They had to come up with a better cure than these two band-aids.

As she waited for Sorra, Natasha spoke over her shoulder to Jarred. “Oh and stop by medical after for your lollipop. FYI the kids are fine. I checked on the before I came down here but I would like to see them as soon as this thing settles for a once over.” Both of them being new parents, Natasha knew Jarred was having just as much trouble focusing on the job because he was worried about Lizzie as she was worried about Oscar.

Lt. Natasha Knight CMO

“Thank you hon…” Jarred said as he latched the helmet back on, he really did appreciate her checking on as he tried to keep himself focused and calm. He needed to get this over with and he didn’t need to worry about his daughter the entire time.

Alindor, CE

Sorra snorted in irritation. He released the locking mechanism and tugged his helmet off, banging it on his chin as he did so. He hissed in pain. It wouldn’t even bruise, but it stung nevertheless. He stepped over to Dr. Knight and bared his neck to her for the hypospray. At the same time he tapped his combadge with his free hand. “Computer, transfer data from main engineering console 8-delta to my tricorder.” He winced as the cold tip of the hypospray was pressed under his jawline. As Dr. Knight removed her hand he pulled his helmet back on and latched it into place. He pulled the tricorder from it’s place on his hip and activated the display. A three dimensional, wire-frame representation of the probe’s radiation’s waveform pulsated and rippled on the screen. Relevant data scrolled down the left side, shifting and recalculating as the pulses waxed and waned. Sorra did not like what he saw. The longer they were exposed to this, the more damage the Warp Engines were enduring. Too much more of this and they might even have to return to spacedock for repairs. “Sir. We should hurry.”

Ens. Narssu, Engineering

OOC: Okay just to clarify, the active radiation from the probe is being contained in the forcefield that the CSO successfully found the frequency for to contain it within said forcefield. So there is not any ‘new’ radiation contaminating the ship or bay. Though there is of course residual radiation left in the bay by exposure to the probe before the forcefield was successfully calibrated to contain it. And there is still lower levels of residual radiation left in the rest of the ship. You will be able to successfully scan the probe though and pull out the data it contains.

GM Nosferatu

OOC: Sorry for any confusion on my part, lets chalk it up to the disorienting nature of the radiation and the frustration it’s causing Sorra.

-Shalon

Sha had gotten most odd the anxiety angst issues under control but wanted to be at SSI called ‘ground zero’ to see what was going on.

She made her way to the bay and taped out the monitor sequence in the hall to see what was happening inside. The radiation warnings hadn’t surprised her. By what did surprise her were seeing people in the bay already examining the probe. Hitting the command to contact those inside, her half Klingon growl came over the mic. =^= I’m hoping you guys ran a decom and flush on the bay before going in there. I’d hate for you all to be stuck in quarantine tonight because your skipped a step in your enthusiasm to investigate. =^=

Leave it to scientist to put “oooo new toy” above “huh, wonder if it’s safe”.

Sha Triton
CoS

Sorra couldn’t help but overhear Lieutenant Triton. He walked up behind her and looked at the screen. He huffed in exasperation; one sharp breath that fogged his faceplate for a brief moment before the suit’s environmental functions cleared it. “They did not, Lieutenant. They’re standing in irradiated air.” A subtle, rapid clicking started in his throat. “We need to start flushing all effected areas of the ship. Commander Alindor, we really should vent our warp plasma as well. ” He was starting to get anxious. Now they’d have to evacuate and quarantine the crew in the shuttlebay, vent atmosphere, Run a decon sweep, and then pressurize the bay. All before they could enter. He slapped the tricorder back into the thigh holster. “Why didn’t they wait for engineering to give the all clear?” His voice was a touch strained, evident by all the glottal clicks on hard consonants.

Ens. Narssu, Engineering

Sha frowned and turned to the man in the suit. “So if they went in without flushing it, isn’t the ship, as a whole, compromised? I mean, it’s in the hall now, right?” She was starting to get upset. Scientists were always more interested in the object rather than the consequences. She only had to think for a moment before barely containing a growl and speaking up. =^=Computer, monitor radiation levels in this section of the ship. How close to limits is it and how long will it take to make the shuttle bay safe for unsuited entry?=^=

She would get her answers then let the Captain know. And when this was all over, she would see to it that someone’s head rolled for this.

Sha
CoS

=^= Working. Unknown radiation levels are 750 mSv, decontamination procedure is recommended.=^= On the comm panel on the wall near the door a graph appeared showing the radiation levels. It showed that at 1000 mSv severe radiation exposure would cause radiation type sickness. 5, 000 was the dangerous number. A graph of the ship appeared that showed the highest levels in and around the shuttle bay with areas farther away hovering around 200-300 sMv. It was apparent that the radiation was prevalent throughout the ship.
=^=Recommended decontamination for Shuttle Bay includes flushing and venting the area. Area will be clear immediately after if not recontaminated.=^=

GM Nosferatu

Sha growled once more. She had to pause a moment to keep from slamming her hand on the console. But she did hit the button a bit harder than was necessary. Her voice echoed in the bay over the comm system. =^=All right, kiddies… outta the tank! I want everyone out of the bay and decom immediately for everyone and everything before we continue. This is not gonna help anyone if we are all stuck in solitary for the next 48 hours cause we didn’t take a few minutes right now.=^=

She was shaking her head in disbelief. How could they be so careless?

Sha
CoS