Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Medical

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sharah Fayth (Medical) in Main Sim - Medical

Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Medical
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Ensign Fairweather stood conflicted outside the Counselor’s office. Did he really have a problem. He wasn’t sure. He frowned for a moment and then jammed his finger at the chime. Quickly before he changed his mind.

“Counselor?” He questioned.

Fairweather
GM

Perhaps, the Counselor was the wrong person to speak to. I could be a medical issue.. or nothing. He paused for a moment and then turned to the turbo-lift. He would find himself entering sick-bay a few minutes later… Looking about he called out. “Doctor?”

Fairweather
GM

OOC: Our CNS is on LOA at the moment. So when he returns if he chooses to go back to the first part of this post, we will consider this having happened after.

IC:

Fayth was pouring over the scans she had completed in the shuttle bay of the alien visitor and the crew. The motes of light were fascinating and disturbing. The readings she’d gotten from them, on their own, were that they were similar to data retrieval nodes, like their bio-gel packs for the ship. But the electric signatures were also similar to bioelectric signatures of the body. At the moment she was pouring over the readings to see how Hab’rabi’s bioelectrical patterns, his brain waves, were affected when the motes of light passed through his body. She was also examining the behavior of the motes. They seemed to float about willy nilly, and keep moving. She was interested to see if their movement changed, whether altered movement patterns, altered signature readings, or even how long they stayed in contact with other life forms. The science officer didn’t trust him or the lights, and neither did she. Anything she could learn would help.

Dr. Fayth was busy analyzing the data of the scans she took of the away team and the alien Hab’rabi. Something about him made her very uneasy, but she couldn’t pin point what it was. Maybe it was just that so many people in the shuttle bay had felt uneasy about him and she was reacting to their reactions to him. Or maybe it was her own super sensitive telepathy/empathy picking up on something. But at the sound of Fairweather’s voice Fayth looked up from where she was working and walked over. “Hello, Ensign. I’m Dr. Fayth. How can I help you?”

Fayth, med

Fairweather raised his eye for a moment. “Doc,” He waved his hand outward in a questioning gesture. “I, like, lost 10 minutes of my day. I know it doesn’t sound like a lot, but I was on duty… then … well… I found myself kissing Ensign Dwyer. I don’t even like Ensign Dwyer like that.”

Fairweather.

OOC: Luke I added some detail above, to get some information from you about the scans Fayth did earlier in the shuttle bay.

IC:

Fairweather’s distress was a physical presence to the Betazoid doctor. She let it wash over her as she led the way to a bio bed. “Alright, have a seat here on the biobed and let’s see if we can find out what’s going on.” She pulled a tricorder out of the pocket of her lab coat. She flipped it open and took the hand held probe and ran it over him. “Any symptoms of fever, chills, change of apatite, vertigo, nausea, anything out of the ordinary other than the missing time?” She scanned him first for the obvious: fever, head injury, known pathogens that affected consciousness and memory. Then she scanned his brain and compared the current brain wave patterns and bio electric signatures to the ones from his last visit to sickbay.

Fayth, med