Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Sickbay, USS Centurion - Putting Us Through Our Paces
Sharah stepped off the turbolift and headed down the hall to sickbay. She stepped in and looked around. There was work to be done. People were curious, bored, trying to keep busy, thinking of those back on Oed or elsewhere. She got everyone’s attention.

“We received a distress call from a Federation Science council runabout. Our best guess so far is that they crash landed on a moon. It won’t support life. If their life support or hull is breached we could be looking at oxygen deprivation. They have a crew of four.” She read off the manifest McBride had given her.

Dr. Sian Kaob- Lead Scientist (Geologist) and Project Coordinator [Human/Napean]
Archibald (Archie) Keenan- Pilot [Human]
T’Laren- Biologist and Medic [Vulcan]
Temmick Roul- Engineer and Physicist [Cardassian]

“Let’s start synthesizing blood and plasma. Cmdr Korczak?” She looked around for the nondescript man, “The distress call indicated that Archibald Keenan has suffered head trauma of some sort. You are our only neurologist on board. I would like you to see to him. Lt Mika. I am sure they will need your and Cmdr Korczak’s care, but in the mean time I would like you to head up the receiving team in the transporter room. Lt Asimina will be going g down with the away team to assess and triage.”

Fayth, CMO

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