Posted by Lieutenant Mikel Petrov (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim- Bridge

Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Main Sim- Bridge

Posted by Commander Bryson Erin (XO) in Main Sim- Bridge
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Alita was just glad the XO hadn’t called her Cel. She flashed in the fact that she had never had an awkward experience with Bryce until now of course. She looked in her med kit, took out two hypos, and administered one.

“You should start to feel better in a bit now. Something for the pain, nausea, and just a touch of anti-anxiety in there. What I would appreciate you doing for me, Commander, is giving this to Counselor Sharise when she gets back because I should really get back to sickbay.” Alita said.

• Alita, MO/COS

Ayla surfaced again, looking pale and she thought probably as bad as she felt. It was hard to focus her mind but in such a crisis she was too experienced at compartmentalizing to be completely useless. If she could be on her feet, she was at least marginally functional. Because of this, she heard the remarks and frowned as she leaned against the nearest wall. “I would highly suggest at least temporary containment and a thorough check of the ventilation systems. We didn’t transport over, so we didn’t go through biofilters. We don’t yet know how this thing is spread, but our options are touch and air at the moment. I recommend we take extreme precautions. It might end up being a minor illness all told, but it hits hard and the last thing we want is an entire crew out of commission at once.” They could still proceed to their destination and maybe sort out the illness along the way.

Lt. Sharise, CNS

The voice of the CSO came through the comms. =/\= Ahearn to Bridge. I have identified a bacteriological contaminant in the sample. It appears to be airborne. Until we know more, I recommend isolating all personnel who were on the station. I’m locking down the Lab now. =/\=

Ahearn, CSO

Ayla half chuckled, though it was bitter sounding. Well point for her, but too bad she felt so damned terrible.

Remy breathed a sigh of relief. =^=Merci, Mr. Ahearn. At least now, we ‘ave a direc-SHON to ‘ead into. Isolatine de personnel might be a problem. Dose six ‘ave been all over de ship. Is it possible dis same contaminant caused the changes to de crew dat came through de transporter?=^=

=^=As soon as you can figure out what it is, send de results to life support. See if dey can filter it out of de ventila-SHON system. I also want you to work on an antidote.=^=

=/\= Aye. I’m already doing that. I will need assistance from Medical.=/\= Irish accented Orion responded with a bit of annoyance in his voice.

Boudreaux (CO)

Bryson groaned at the comm exchange. For all he knew, the six of them could have been a sort of trojan horse, but that would be too far of a stretch. “Counselor.....” The XO said, as he approached the woman. “Here’s a hypo that will at least downgrade the pain for a bit....” The Commander stated. Bryson did notice that his pain wasn’t as bad, though he still felt extremely horrible.

XO

Ahearn, CSO

Ayla shifted her neck so he could administer the hypo. “Anything at the moment will be welcome,” she said weakly. “We should get to Sickbay, but I worry about contaminating more of the ship. Maybe the ready room is a better option?” They wouldn’t have to go far, the room cold be sealed and there were facilities and a replicator there. It was the best option in her mind under the circumstances.”

Lt. Sharise, CNS

“Best to make you’selves comfy in dere. As comfy as possible, I s’pose,” Remy replied. He rose from his seat and moved toward Ayla. He knelt down beside her and said quietly, “let me ‘elp you, cher. In dis instance, you don’t ‘ave to show de crew ‘ow strong you are.”

Boudreaux (CO)

Bryson knew the Ready Room was a cramped space, but it did hold a small couch and the table could double as a bed, though very uncomfortable. “I’m just hoping the Doc can fix this mess.” The XO stated, making his way over to the ready room .

Erin (XO)

“Sir, ship sensors show that the containment is already airborne across the ship,” said the NE at Ops, “Going to the Ready Room at this point would be… not very useful.”

GM

Remy sighed and drooped his head in frustration. “Of course,” he said to no one in particular.

Right before the mention of containment and airborne was when Petrov stepped off the lift. He eyeballed the look on peoples face and then slowly stepped back into the lift.

Remy looked up at Petrov with hopeful eyes, only to glare at the lift doors as they closed on the engineer.

“Engineering.” He called out as the doors slid closed.

“Merde de poulet,” the Captain replied under his breath.

As he stepped back into Engineering he grabbed a NE. “Seal the door. No one comes in or out. Place air system in Engineering to highest filter protocols and recirculate the air in here at the highest possible rate. Biohazard contaminate protocol, local to Engineering. “

The NE looked at him dubiously and a little scard.

“Do it!” He yelled. This had the intended effect.

“Listen up Engineering. We are on biohazard lock down. No one leaves or enters here without my express consent. ” He ordered.

He then began to find ways to lock out Engineering even from direct commands from the XO and CO, which were the only two who could override his access. The COS maybe but that was not a concern right now given her situation.

Petrov CE

=^=Bridge to Engineerine. Petrov, you ‘ave sometine to report?=^= Remy asked, annoyance clear in his tome.

Boudreaux (CO)