Re: [Dawnspring] [Damocles] Barr - Critical Times <Barr>

[PHILIPPA TIMMS]

1000 hours   Kara was not expecting go slow, and was pulled back towards Ian. While Anton tried to stop them both leaving Sickbay. Pulling himself sharply from Ray as he to followed them out after them.   "You shouldn't leave...." Anton called after them.   “Doctor Correrai.” A solomn voice said as a long-fingered hand landed on Anton’s shoulder, holding him still just long enough for Saveron to press a hypospray to his neck. “Your condition will improve momentarily.”   Saveron stood there, holding out a hypospray and a satchel full of ampoules. The green flush was gone from his cheekbones and, apart from looking a bit pale and his hair in slight disarray he was one of the few crewmembers looking normal. “The appropriate immunoglobulin is loaded into these ampoules, I suggest we begin dosing the crew.”   "Thank you Doctor Saveron."  Anton, nodded,  not sure what his condition was or had been. But just trusting what he had just been given. Whatever it was his headache seemed to be clearing. Turning he then addressed T’Nara. “Doctor Norse, your assistance was, and will be, appreciated.” He said in his usual mild manner, as close to a ‘thank you’ as she was likely to get from a Vulcan. Another satchel and spray were proferred. “The population of sickbay is in need of treatment.”   <T’Nara?>   “I will see to the command crew on the bridge.” Saveron announced, and headed for the doors and the turbolift.   H'Rhaedrol had just decided that insufficient attention was being paid to him and had retaliated by taking his jacket and shirt off and dancing to some music only he could hear. He had a natural grace as well as tanned skin and he obviously worked out, and the fact that he wouldn't hold still meant it took T'Nara a little longer to get the paramedic with her hypospray.  "Ow!" "Wait up!" Anton called. "I was about to...." Anton paused not too sure how long ago it was they had been about to go and lost count on his fingers. "Ray, if you and your team are feeling up to it go with Doctor Saveron. We don't know how the other crew members have been affected and we shouldn't go anywhere on our own. T'Nara would you assist me on getting to the Paramedic teams who are not in Sickbay, and then to Security?" Anton asked not really waiting for a response from anyone. JUst going back into the office to try to get a ships report on just where his key staff were. "Huh?" Ray looked up from glowering at Doctor Norse and rubbing his neck, and looked over at Anton, who seemed to have recovered very quickly indeed thanks to the medication. That was impressive. "Yeah, sure, I'll get the guys." He said, and guiltily picked up his shirt before glancing over at the doors through which the Vulcan had just exited, listening to Anton organising the other sickbay staff as they came to their senses. That was why the man was Chief Medical Officer. "Did he really just head out there on his own?" He asked no one in particular, making circling motions around his ear with a finger. Perhaps the pathologist wasn't as recovered as he thought he was. <Anyone?> By the time Anton had returned from his office H'Rhaedrol had found Michael Jacobson who had been hiding under a bench in the pharmacy and Click who had seemed to have gone into some sort of insectoid hibernation, and both were now more or less back to normal. "What have you got for us?" He asked Anton, pulling his shirt on over his head while Click retrieved their packs. "Follow Dr Saveron, help with the injuries up there and suggest that he finds a way to tag those that he inoculates...so we don't go round in circles."   "Ok, we'll follow Sav and deal with any injuries up there. Sickbay better be ready for them." He warned. He put out the page that would scramble the other paramedic teams but knew that there wouldn't be too many answers until the cure has started to make it's way around the decks. Pausing, H'Rhaedrol caught Anton by the arm, gave him an earnest look from dark eyes. "It's going to take a while to mop up all the crazies on this ship, you be careful huh?" Anton glanced up,his mind on other things,  this virus had brought many things to the surface. No doubt, many feelings would sink back down to the level they had been before. Some he suspected would try to push them down faster, by petending they were just not there. "I thought that was Senior Chief Specialist H'Rhaedrol Barr Nurse and Senior Paramedic "The force created by it's spin Is the force that stops the chaos flooding in." - Tim Minchin, Not Perfect   -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Star Trek: Dawnspring" group. To post to this group, send email to dawns...@googlegroups.com. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to dawnspring+...@googlegroups.com. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/dawnspring?hl=en.

[Sarah Eccles]

D4 1000 [Main Sickbay, USS Damocles]

By the time Anton had returned from his office H'Rhaedrol had found Michael Jacobson who had been hiding under a bench in the pharmacy and Click who had seemed to have gone into some sort of insectoid hibernation, and both were now more or less back to normal.   "What have you got for us?" He asked Anton, pulling his shirt on over his head while Click retrieved their packs.   "Follow Dr Saveron, help with the injuries up there and suggest that he finds a way to tag those that he inoculates...so we don't go round in circles." "Ok, we'll follow Sav and deal with any injuries up there. Sickbay better be ready for them." He warned. He put out the page that would scramble the other paramedic teams but knew that there wouldn't be too many answers until the cure has started to make it's way around the decks.   Pausing, H'Rhaedrol caught Anton by the arm, gave him an earnest look from dark eyes. "It's going to take a while to mop up all the crazies on this ship, you be careful huh?"

Anton glanced up, his mind on other things,  this virus had brought many things to the surface. No doubt, many feelings would sink back down to the level they had been before. Some he suspected would try to push them down faster, by pretending they were just not there. "I thought that was supposed to be my line there, you’re the one heading out there Ray."   “Well, true.” R’HRaedrol admitted with a shy grin. “But any crazies that need treating are gonna end up in here.” Right where Anton was. The Betazoid gave Correrai an intense look from close quarters, then proving that the effects of the virus took a little while to wear off fully, leaned forward and kissed the other man full on the lips.   Not waiting for a rejection, H’Rhaedrol spun on his heel, yelled “Team one, let’s roll!” And lead Click and Jacobson out the doors of sickbay, double time. Not without a backward glance and grin from Michael, to whom H’RHraedrol had confessed his crush on Correrai a couple of days ago.   <Anton?>   Over near the dispensary replicator, Sister Acton the Chief Nurse was fighting off hysterical laughter and loosing.

Senior Chief Specialist H’Rhaedrol Barr Nurse and Senior Paramedic

USS Damocles   “How easy it would be to show me how you feel More than words is all you have to do to make it real.” – Extreme, More than words

 

[PHILIPPA]

D4 1000 [Main Sickbay, USS Damocles]   By the time Anton had returned from his office H'Rhaedrol had found Michael Jacobson who had been hiding under a bench in the pharmacy and Click who had seemed to have gone into some sort of insectoid hibernation, and both were now more or less back to normal.   "What have you got for us?" He asked Anton, pulling his shirt on over his head while Click retrieved their packs.   "Follow Dr Saveron, help with the injuries up there and suggest that he finds a way to tag those that he inoculates...so we don't go round in circles." "Ok, we'll follow Sav and deal with any injuries up there. Sickbay better be ready for them." He warned. He put out the page that would scramble the other paramedic teams but knew that there wouldn't be too many answers until the cure has started to make it's way around the decks.   Pausing, H'Rhaedrol caught Anton by the arm, gave him an earnest look from dark eyes. "It's going to take a while to mop up all the crazies on this ship, you be careful huh?"   Anton glanced up, his mind on other things,  this virus had brought many things to the surface. No doubt, many feelings would sink back down to the level they had been before. Some he suspected would try to push them down faster, by pretending they were just not there. "I thought that was supposed to be my line there, you’re the one heading out there Ray."   “Well, true.” R’HRaedrol admitted with a shy grin. “But any crazies that need treating are gonna end up in here.” Right where Anton was. The Betazoid gave Correrai an intense look from close quarters, then proving that the effects of the virus took a little while to wear off fully, leaned forward and kissed the other man full on the lips.   Not waiting for a rejection, H’Rhaedrol spun on his heel, yelled “Team one, let’s roll!” And lead Click and Jacobson out the doors of sickbay, double time. Not without a backward glance and grin from Michael, to whom H’RHraedrol had confessed his crush on Correrai a couple of days ago.

Anton leaned back somewhat surprised and wiped his mouth with one hand. Bemused more than anything. As it was slightly better than being thrown against a bulk head and concussion. "Craziness has just left the building..." Was all that he could say.

Over near the dispensary replicator, Sister Acton the Chief Nurse was fighting off hysterical laughter and loosing.

"Let's get to work, as I'm sure it'll be back again, pretty dam soon...."   (Tag any)   Anton Correrai   , More than words...as I've a spell check