Posted by Lieutenant Siennadye Nox (Counselor) in Main Sim- Klingon Ship, Medical Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Cassidy Abrams (Chief of Security) in Main Sim- Klingon Ship, Medical Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Avik (XO) in Main Sim- Klingon Ship, Medical Bay
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IC: Avik followed the CoS closely behind, her steps quiet and precise. Her eyes scanned down any corridors they passed, searching for any signs of life. The XO kept a leash on her stress so to remain calm. Panic wouldn’t help anyone here, least of all herself. When they arrived at their destination, she exhaled a breath of relief and waited for the CoS to give the all clear.

–XO, Avik, Lt. Cmdr

Sienna followed the XO and CoS as well, her eyes wandering around the strange ship. It had been a long time since she had been on a Klingon ship. And though they were all very similar in most ways, this ship was far older and reeked of chaos. She stretched out with her senses, wondering if she could get a sense of what had been the final moments of this ship and its crew.

Nox, CNS

Cassidy stepped up to the medical bay doors and used the manual control to open them. When they slid open, she looked about carefully, before taking a step in. Phaser at the ready, she scanned the space looking for anything out of the ordinary.

Abrams, COS

bump for GM

When Nox reached out with her empathy, it hit. Pain and confusion. All these emotions trying to overwhelm her from endless directions. When they hit what seemed like a peak, they were quickly consumed by unbridled rage. Then nothing but silence. The message was very clear: something very terrible happened here. Enough, it left an undeniable impression.

When Cassidy stepped up to the sickbay door and looked in, everything appeared empty. Only the machines remained active. Some consoles had broken screens or keyboards. On those mainly intact, they scanned dark stains in sealed tubes. After each round, they recorded and beeped negative before starting again. Klingon lettering flashed across the screens with their findings. It appeared age had corrupted them enough to make the screens fill partway with static.

Archaic biobeds held nothing but age and stained covers. On closer inspection, someone could find traces of leather restraints. Tables with various crude medical tools were positioned nearby or knocked over. All signs of a clear struggle. Overhead, the lights remained on. However, at the back of the room, they were weaker. Maybe they were damaged, but it was hard to tell without additional investigation.

–Janice B. (temporary Story Driver)

“Oooookay,” Cass said, taking in the scene with clear discomfort. She suppressed a slight shudder as her ind immediately began to put pieces together. “Let’s be cautious, but I’m going to survey the back,” she said as she moved in that direction, phaser still in hand and her eyes sharply alert.

Abrams, COS

The pain and confusion overwhelmed her quickly. Sienna let out a shout of surprise and stumbled a few steps before eventually falling to the floor on her hands and knees. She felt like the wind had been knocked from her, causing her to cough and tears to form until she finally was able to take a deep but ragged breath. Her fingers curled into fists, nails scraping the dusty floor of the long forgotten ship as the emotions of the long gone crew came at her from everywhere. The whirlwind was fast and strong ending in earth burning collective rage which felt like fire through her mind and heart, causing a growling sound to escape her lips until it was gone.

Her face was flushed with heat and tears fell on their own accord even as she finally felt the relief and emptiness of the silence that followed. “Ow.” She gasped softly.

Nox, CNS

Avik didn’t like the tone in Abram’s voice when the CoS spoke. Taking a deep breath, the XO pushed her worry to the side and managed a nod. As the security officer continued her surveillance of the area, Avik made to step forward. Before she could completely enter the sickbay, Nox crumbled.

The XO stopped in her tracks then took a knee, pulling out her tricorder. She ran a scan. As it took a readout, she observed the Betaziod’s reactions. Without any outside causes, Avik suspected it had to be internal and beyond her ability to help.

“Abrams.” The word had been more for comfort than to help Nox. Sadly, the hard truth was that the counselor likely had to ride this episode.

Avik’s hid her worry and fear at the outburst, on the outside only.

“Are you all right?” She asked cautiously. The Vulcan needed confirmation the Counselor had managed to regain control.

–XO, Avik, Lt. Cmdr