Lieutenant Ikaia Wong - Five Percent
Ka Banning
((Sickbay- Deck 6 - USS Kitty Hawk))
Wong: ::Whispering:: One chance. Get ready.
He only had enough time to switch the skins to his own and populate it with his life signs. The Collective was absolutely going to hate him for this. He tapped and flicked on his PADD and suddenly the hall was flooded by Wongs. All of them rushing at the Borg shouting their battle cries. Meanwhile, the real Wong motioned for everyone to go.
Wong: Go, go, go.
He got up and started running for the Sickbay doors with his medical shotgun in hand ready to lay down cover fire if need be. He smacked the door panel controls and motioned for everyone to come inside quickly.
Carter: Go, go, go!
Orrey/Sadar/Any Borg: Response
Ikaia stole a quick glance at the Borg who all appeared to be very distracted by all the Ikaia clones. He looked back at his team motioning for them to come inside.
((OOC: Adding some extra tags in here so y’all get a chance to get your dramatic entrances in!))
Orrey/Sadar/Any Borg: Response
As soon as everyone got inside, Ikaia was the last to enter as he shut the door behind him. Safe. Safe for now. By tapping his PADD, he vented off the gas. When it was safe, he took off his mask and unfortunately, started coughing again. He grabbed the edge of the reception desk briefly.
The next part seemed to happen all at once - a shimmer of sparkling light and the rapid materialization of Rahman (the real one he hoped!), Ukinix and a few other friendly faces appeared in front of him. His relief was short lived when an injured blond woman appeared in Sickbay. He recognized this one. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end.
oOIt’s *her….*Oo
Jane (731): You can shoot me if you want, but it won't matter... I'm going to bleed out soon enough.
Ikaia couldn’t ignore his Oath or an injured person either regardless of how he felt about them. He moved quickly to her side.
Ukinix/Blackwood/Blake: Response
Carter: Hang on Jane....
Jane? Was that what she called herself? Or was this yet another stolen identity? He opened his medkit and pulled out the dermal regenerator. It didn’t look as bad as something like Barberra’s injuries from earlier (where was she?). But it was still a mess.
Wong: Hold still. This isn’t going to hurt.
Orrey/Sadar: Response
Jane (731): $#@%-ing Borg pieces of #$@% shot me. They killed my brothers and sisters.
Ikaia recalled an ancient expression about leopards eating the faces off of people. He forgot how the whole expression went, however. He began running the dermal regenerator over the wound.
Jane (731): Looks like I'm the only one left you have to deal with now.
Even she seemed to be distracted by the chaos just outside the Sickbay doors.
Jane (731): But I think you've got bigger problems on your hands.
Ylvor: ::Under her breath:: You don't say... ::looking at her hands::
Carter: How long can we stay in here?
Ukinix/Blackwood/Blake: Response
Wong: As long as quarantine and my clones hold. Speaking of which….
He briefly glanced up from his work.
Wong: Computer, establish emergency quarantine. Authorization Wong Delta-Delta-Gamma.
Computer: Acknowledged.
He refocused on Jane’s shoulder.
Wong: There. There’s nothing getting in or out at least for a little while.
Orrey/Sadar: Response
Jane (731): Hello again, $#@#-head.
Ukinix: Response
Ylvor: Computer.. Activate EMH.
EMH: Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
Ylvor: Treat Blake first, then scan me.. only. No treatment.
So, that was her name...Blake...
EMH: Hmph. As you wish.
Ukinix/Rahman/Blackwood/Blake: Response
Carter: It's been one hell of a day.....
Wong: Hell doesn’t even begin to describe the half of it.
He finished patching up Jane’s wound. He put his dermal regenerator away. He pulled out a hypo and administered a painkiller.
Wong: Okay. That should work. I’ve also given you a painkiller for the pain. Although, I’d advise care with it while you’re in this form.
Orrey/Sadar: Response
Ylvor: ::To EMH:: You need to scan me and figure out how I got assimilated without even seeing a drone!
Now that was the question of the day if he ever heard it!
EMH: I'm a Doctor, not a Borg expert.
Ylvor: Just do the scan, ::She snapped, then realising she softened:: Please.
EMH: Hmph. ::The bald headed doctor raised an eyebrow and picked up a tricorder.::
EMH: It would appear you are... in less than optimal health..
Ukinix/Rahman/Blackwood/Blake: Response
Carter: What...exactly does that mean?
Ukinix/Rahman/Blackwood/Blake: Response
Wong: It means we need to put the pieces together. Reverse this madness.
Orrey/Sadar: Response
The computer chimed again.
Computer: Warning: Klingon Augment Virus detected.
Ikaia raised an eyebrow at this. Of course THAT would be here. He was the only person here with it bound to his DNA at 4.65%! He had calibrated all the tricorders and both Sickbays to put that amount within acceptable limits. It was something he checked for since that incident where Ikaia and Commander Teller had locked themselves in quarantine by accident because of the augment virus. So him being flagged didn’t make any sense. He was confused as a cold dread formed in his chest and the pits of his stomachs.
Wong: ::Coughs:: …. What?
Ukinix/Rahman/Jane/Blackwood/Blake/Orrey/Sadar/Ylvor/Carter: Response
He got up and walked back towards the reception desk.
Wong: Computer, what percentage is in this room right now?
Another chime.
Computer: Klingon Augment Virus detected at 5%.
His eyes widened. He hoped this was a mistake.
Wong: Computer, redefine acceptable limits as 5%.
Computer: Acknowledged.
He then pulled the tricorder out of his pocket and scanned himself. This had to be a mistake. This. Had. To. Be. A. Mistake.
Ukinix/Rahman/Jane/Blackwood/Blake/Orrey/Sadar/Ylvor/Carter: Response
The results on his tricorder came back. 5%.
Wong: No. It’s 5%. It should *never* be at 5%.
He scanned himself again. The results did not change. 5%. Something happened to him. Something at the genetic level. That horrible cold feeling rose inside his chest and up towards his throat. Grabbing onto the side of the desk, he pitched forward and…..
Wong: *Huraaap!*
…. Vomited on the floor in front of him.
Ukinix/Rahman/Jane/Blackwood/Blake/Orrey/Sadar/Ylvor/Carter: Response
Ikaia still hung onto the side of the desk breathing for a moment. His mind was swirling. He needed his next course of action.
Wong: ….. Doctor Sadar, please take whatever samples you need and head to the labs with Orrey. I’ll join you soon.
He finally pushed himself up and looked at Jane. She knew something about what was happening to the crew. What was happening to him.
Wong: Jane, correct? We need to talk.
Ukinix/Rahman/Jane/Blackwood/Blake/Orrey/Sadar/Ylvor/Carter: Response
Lieutenant Ikaia Wong PA-C
Medical Student (MD)
Amity Outpost
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