Posted by Commander Bryson Erin (XO) in Main Sim- Bridge

Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in Main Sim- Bridge

Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Main Sim- Bridge
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The Commander made his way from the Transporter Room to the Bridge to check on any updates. “Do we have any status on the data chip that was brought back from the station?” The XO asked as he went over to the Operations station.

Erin (XO)

“We have it,” Ayla said as she and Remy stepped onto the bridge. “Well, he does, technically,” she said, gesturing with a thumb at the Captain. “It’s supposedly a set of coordinates we’re to meet that merchant I spoke to at. It’s a risk but I think it’s worth taking at this point.

Lt. Sharise, CNS

“At least we can disguise ourselves.” Bryson stated. “Walking into a Vaadwaur trap would certainly mean our deaths.” The Commander silently thanked the Counselor, however. He was aware of the risks, but the mission was far too important not to take any risks.

Erin (XO)

Remy flipped the chip to the XO as he continued to the center seat. “Pull de coordinates up on de screen, Commander. Let’s see where we are supposed to go.”

He gave another sidelong glance toward Ayla, keeping an eye out for anymore signs that something was wrong.

Boudreaux (CO)

“Pulling them up now.” Commander Erin stated as he uploaded the data into the ship’s computer. The XO then turned to the Captain. “Any update on our medical mystery?” Bryson asked.

Erin (XO)

Once more, members of Away Team A felt a strange odd sensation followed by severe pain in their stomachs. It was a powerful pain, like a punch to the stomach. With so much going on, one needs to wonder if the Away Team cleared through Sickbay after the mission per Starfleet regulations.

As for the computer, the computer had been recalculating the star charts, to account for stellar drift and found the coordinates to be in an area near a pulsar. It would take a couple of minutes to travel there but there was a chance the trader might take several hours.

GM

Closing her eyes, Ayla let out a whimper and had to reach out to brace herself with a console as she doubled-over in pain. It was hard to catch her breath and she had to focus deeply to try and set aside the pain from her mind. It was easier said than done. “Pain… I need to get to Sickbay,” she said breathlessly.

Lt. Sharise, CNS

Remy was out of his seat in a flash and at Ayla’s side. “Yes, you do,” he agreed. “No more hidine it, sometine is wrong.”

Commander Erin looked up from his station and turned his attention to the Counselor. Before he could make his way over to the Lieutenant, Bryson stopped dead in his tracks. Clutching his stomach, the XO positioned his back against the mission specialist station as to not fall over. “Captain, I.... ” The Commander stopped talking, as the pain was much worse then moments before.

Remy helped Ayla to a seat, then turned in time to see the XO double over in pain. “Bryson!” he called out, then moved to his friends side even thouggh there wasn’t much he could do.

=^=Medical to the Bridge!=^= Bryson managed to call out. He turned his head to stare at the Counselor, wondering what could be happening.

XO

What was happening to his crew, Remy thought? This can’t be the same thing that happened to Cel and Alita. That was something to do with the transporters. Ayla and Bryson had come back to the ship through the docking “bridge”.

Over his shoulder, he called to the helmsman. “Plot a course for dose coordinates, but hold posi-SHON right ‘ere.”

Moving back to Ayla, he said, “‘Old on, cher, medical is on de way. . . .”

OOC: I swear, if an alien-lizard like thing pops out of their stomachs, I’m gonna poop myself!!!

Boudreaux (CO)