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Baxton meanwhile laid there with the deep gash of tiger claws across his chest. The deep furrows cutting deep and obviously deeply wounding the poor NE security guard. Flecks of blood were already seeping through the dressing pads Faith had applied as were some from the NE’s mouth. Gurgling in pain he said. “..I’m ....I’m too pretty to....too die!” He wheezed barely clinging to life.

“That’s just the medication kicking in, making you believe that… Oh! But I haven’t given you anything yet! …Listen, hang on and you’ll be fine once we get you to Sickbay. Dr. Grunch is on his way right now,” replied Faith.

-Faith, Yeoman

It was at that moment that the Grumpy Tellarite walked into the room to see the scene before him his eyes went wide “What in the name of the ancients!?!?” he shouted moving over and opening up his medkit he grabbed the Medical tricorder taking a quick scan to find out if one the NE was safe to move two What inside the ensign was most damaged and what he needed to do to save the Ensigns life and three how much of a blood coagulant drug to inject to temporarily stop the bleeding

NE Baxton showed he had a ruptured left lung, and deep gouged cuts along his chest that had just missed his heart! He possibly could be moved on a stretcher but they would have to act fast either way, as surgery was what the NE needed ASAP to save his life.

“Hi, I’m Faith Hopkins, Captain’s Yeoman, but I’m trained and work as an auxiliary nurse during emergency situations. You must be the new Doctor, Grunch. Nice to meet you!” Faith said quickly.

“I thought Ginger was the Captain’s HOUSE CAT what happened!?!” he growled as he set to work trying to save the NE’s life

“He is… he was… it’s this current mission. This stone that they are all looking for. It warps reality, and it makes strange thinks happen if you think about them. Someone must have imagined Ginger getting larger and then it happened for real. It’s a pity we can’t all just imagine NE Baxton getting well again!” replied Faith.

-Faith, Yeoman

Another gurgle of pain echoed Baxton’s state as the two talked.

GM CockRoach