Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Engineering, main timeline, tag CO

Posted by Lieutenant Mikel Petrov (Chief Engineer) in Engineering, main timeline, tag CO

Posted by Lieutenant Mikel Petrov (Chief Engineer) in Engineering, main timeline, tag CO
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“You are aware of Lt. Ahearn’s plan to use a baryon sweep across the ship, are you not?” asked Wells.

GM

He was not and he did not say one way or the other.

Petrov CE

=Dat is correct, Petrov. As soon as I ‘ave de green light for Mr. Ahearn, I am orderine ALL crew to de cargo bay while de sweep is in progress. Teoretically, dis should rid de ship of de infec-SHON.=^=

Boudreaux (CO)

=^= I am sure I can isolate myself here in a forcefield. I don’t think we should all be in the same location at once. Someone should remain in case something happens.=^= He said and looked hard at Well’s. Maybe the idiot Captain trusted her but he did not.

Petrov CE

“You did get treated, did you not, Mr. Petrov?” asked Wells.

GM

One of the Engineering NE’s came up. “Sir, the Chief Science Officer wanted to set up field diverters in the cargo bay for the baryon sweep to eliminate the infection across the ship. Did you want them set up in Engineering too?”

GM

OOC: I honestly don’t remember if we got treated in Engineering. Guess we need that answer. Lets say we did. Objections?

Sidney

OOC: You never really did. You just sealed Engineering off as soon as you heard about the infection, and well… the infection had already spread ship wide at that point, so sealing Engineering didn’t do anything. None of your staff, fortunately, has seen any effects from the disease… yet.

GM

Petrov cursed to himself.

“Ok We need to get treated.” He said in a burst. She had beat him at every turn and he was not used to that.

Petrov CE

Petrov thought Wells gave a small smirk on her face, but when he looked directly at her, Wells had unreadable and emotional-less expression.

“Aye sir. What about the diverters, sir?” asked the NE, “I’ll have staff who aren’t working right now to be sent to Sickbay immediately.”

GM

” Send them.” Petrov snapped. “Set up the damn diverters and get me a hypo of whatever the cure is. I want it here for everyone else. I want it delivered here now.”

He glowered at Well´s.

“If you think this is the end of it Well´s then your mistaken. I don´t intend to let this pass and whatever your really up to I will find out.” He threatened.

Petrov was not a man to make his plans known or tip his hat. However he had done so this time. It could make Well´s feel victorious or worried. Most who had ran afoul of Mikel would choose the latter.

Petrov CE

OOC: Just waiting to know if I get a shot in the rearend or mutate into something.

Petrov CE

“The only person with an agenda is you, Mr. Petrov. I just want to complete this mission and get my research lab on Earth,” replied Wells.

An Medical NE came in. “We’re going to have to induce an extremely high fever, sir. It will be uncomfortable,” said the Medical NE, as he injected something, “You better lay down, sir.”

The fever was extremely uncomfortable. It knocked Petrov out cold. Hours later, Petrov awoke in the cargo bay.

GM

Petrov and his remaining team members woke up less than happy. He was sore, tired and very weak. It took a few minutes to even realice where he was. Then it hit him. Well´s had tricked him. What illness? She knocked him out and had engineering all to herself. He tried to call out but found that no voice came out. He waved for medic to come by and croaked for wáter. Once he had some he was able to ask.

“Status report.” He asked not knowing if this person had a clue or not.

PetrovCE