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USS Constellation

Side Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in Side Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Gong’Da (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Sickbay

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in Side Sim: Sickbay
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A worried voice came back over the comm line. =^= In surgery?! My poor baby, what happened to him? I’m on my way, sending his medical file now… =^= she added as a message popped up on the sickbay computer with all of Du’Ralle’s information including blood type.

Moments later a disheveled and frantic Klingon woman dashed through the doors. Her demeanour was distinctly un-Klingon, in fact if not for her telltale forehead ridges, one could easily mistaken her for human. She ran over to the biobed and began kissing her son on the forehead. “Oh my poor little love, what have they done to you? Who did this?!” She demanded to anyone who was listening.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross reported the young Klingon’s blood type to the doctor.”His mother is on her way.” He reported.
“Ensign, if you have a moment could I speak with you?” He said J’Khara, motioning her off to the side of sickbay so the doctor could continue working on the boy.

Cross Sec

J’Kara pulled a small lace handkerchief from her sleeve and delicately dabbed the tears from her eyes. “Yes of course Lt,” she replied as she sniffed and kept her eye on the doctors working on her son. “Is he going to be alright?” she asked nervously, biting her lower lip.

Mother Hen (GM)

“Doctor Gong’da is a fine doctor, I am sure he will be fine, Ma’am.” Cross said soothingly.”I wanted you to be aware of what happened to bring your son here, Ensign. He and another young lady were playing around in the holodeck and disengaged the safeties. Engineering has been contacted are seeing to it that they will not be able to do so again. But, I am concerned by their actions. I am sure it is more then likely part of your son’s Klingon heritage that caused him to wish to do so but such behavior is not allowed on a ship. He or the young lady could have been killed.” He waited then to see what she would say. Personally with all his study of Klingon psychology she was not acting like a typical Klingon at all and he was a bit baffled.

Cross Sec

J’Kara nodded and loudly blew her nose into the handkerchief. “Yes, it’s a Klingon thing I’m afraid. I personally don’t follow the traditional Klingon ways as I’m sure you’ve noticed but my son and I do not see eye to eye on it. He thinks I’m a disgrace and dishonorable for not embracing my Klingon heritage and I’m afraid my unwillingness to change has turned him into a bit of a zealot…” a tear trickled down her cheek as she looked back to her son lying on the bed. “It’s my fault he’s here…” she added in a barely audible voice.

Gong’da had successfully managed to repair the damage to the artery and his condition was now stable, all that remained now was to revive him.

OOC: If you dare… :)

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross frowned as he looked at J’Kara, “If I might suggest it, I think it would be very beneficial for you and your son to see the Counselor. Before he does something even more dangerous.” He said gently.

Cross Sec

J’Kara sighed and leant against the console behind her. “Believe me Lt I’ve tried, he’s not in the least bit interested in talking to anyone. When he was 8, he tried to sacrifice me in a Klingon ritual…it’s just not been the same since we lost his father. They were very close and did all that Klingon stuff together but now I just think he feels lost. Tell me Lt, who was he with today?” She asked curiously. She didn’t think he had many friends on board ship but to hear he had been with a young lady she wondered if it was the new girl he had been talking about recently.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross frowned as he pondered what could be done with the boy. “Perhaps I could work with him as a sparing partner.” He murmured before he looked up to answer her question. “Hmm, a young girl named Ryalla. She is the daughter of Ensign Oshi.”

Cross Sec

J’Kara grabbed Cross on the arm and nodded earnestly. “Oh would you? Thank you so much, that could be just what he needs!” She replied excitedly. J’Kara thought for a moment and nodded. “Ah yes, the new girl I think, they’ve only been onboard for about a month I think…” she mused, day dreaming about Du’Ralle entering star-fleet and becoming a Captain.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross nodded.”Why don’t you get Du’Ralle to give me a comm when the doc gives him a clean bill of health?” He said as he patted the Klingon woman’s hand.

Cross Sec

J’Kara smiled and nodded gratefully. “Of course Lt, thank you so much for your help, if you don’t mind I’d like to be with my son now…” she replied and bowed her head as a thank you.

Mother Hen (GM)

Gong’da was pleased that he saved the boys life and finished sewing him up. He decided to keep him sedated until he heals for a few days after over hearing the exchange with the boys mother and the security officer. He took off the gloves and gown and desposed of them before going over to them.

“Greetings ma’am. Your son will be ok now but will have to stay here for a week. I’m also going to keep him in a medical coma for a few days to help his body heal. Other than that, you can go over and see him and studies have shown that people in comas can hear what you say if you want to talk to him. “

Gong’da CMO

OOC: Sorry to be a pain Travis, by all means keep him asleep for now but I’m going to need this little firecracker in the next part of the sim! :)

OOC: No problem!

J’Kara raised an eyebrow and shook her head. “I appreciate your concern doctor but I think that’s a little unnecessary don’t you? I mean he looks fine now…” she replied as she peered at her son then thought of what she could do with a night off the arguing. “Perhaps just one night then?” she asked hopefully as she pulled a compact mirror and lipstick out of her bag.

The unexpected freedom of having a night off was a bit overwhelming but J’Kara didn’t want to waste it. As she quickly and somewhat messily applied the lipstick, she clicked her fingers and pointed at Cross. “You! Are you free tonight?” she asked, curling her hair between her fingers and giving him her most winning smile. “Fancy taking me for a drink?” she added with a quick pout his way.

Mother Hen (GM)

Cross blinked in surprise. He glanced at the CMO, almost as if he was asking for help, then looked back to J’Kara.”Umm…sure..” He said feeling as if he had been gobsmacked. ” But what about your son? Don’t you wish to stay with him?” He asked looking toward the unconscious boy.

Cross Sec

OOC: Lol, you’re braver than I thought! :)

IC: J’Kara beamed at Cross as he accepted her invitation. She quickly smoothed her hair and tried her best seductive walk across to him and hooked her arm around his.

“Nah, he’s fine, doc says he needs to rest and he’s going to keep him asleep, I’m sure he doesn’t want me hanging around here getting in the way…” she replied with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “I’m sure the doc will call me if there’s a problem…” J’Kara added as she gently stroked his arm. “You must have had a long day, let’s get you a drink…” she added as she started to pull him out of sickbay.

Mother Hen (GM)

Gong’da just couldn’t believe what he just saw and heard! “He’s fine now as you say because I just saved his life not a mere 4 minutes ago! Now you are going to tramp around? Well I say goodluck to you officer Cross. I’ll keep your son here for a day and then if possible, I will send him home.” When he saw her put on lipstick he almost laughed as he was reminded of an old Earth saying, Putting lipstick on a pig. Now he truly got the reference. He waved goodbye at them and smiled.

Gong’da CMO

J’Kara scowled at the Ferengi and contemplated going after him but decided she’d rather get straight to her date and dragged the still somewhat bemused looking Cross out of sickbay.

As Gong’da walked back across to his patient who was now stable and snoring like a rhino, a frantic voice came over the comm channel.

=^= Ensign Fran to sickbay, medical emergency in holosuite 6! =^=

Mother Hen (GM)

“Ug. I need a vacation. ” He pressed his com badge =/\= On my way!=/\= He grabbed his med kit and took off!

Gong’da CMO

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