Lt JG Imril - ICU Have Something Unusual In Your Brain
Chris Taylor
((Intensive Care Unit - Primary Sickbay - Deck 07 - USS Artemis-A))
Imril: But it did, and does, take effort to isolate my mind as much as I’ve been able to. Has anyone considered bringing a trained telepath in to sever the mental link? Or dosing one or more of us with some kind of chemical psionic suppressant?
Bancroft: The concern with a telepath is that, without a clearer understanding of the mechanism, we risk reproducing the problem rather than resolving it – only this time with one additional patient.
Luxa nodded.
Lorana: We look to containment. I'd go as far to restrict telepathic crewmates from exposure.
Jaran: Well, thankfully, save for the brief time we were all on the bridge together, I haven't been around any telepaths lately.
Meyers: Response
Imril: The only other thing I can think of that might be a factor, in my case, would be the Boraxian ritual and what it did to a particular part of my brain. Doctor Jaran could fill the rest of you in on that.
Bancroft: ::to Jaran:: Doctor – you were primary on that case. Would you walk us through it?
Jiran tensed. However they felt about the consequences, Imril didn’t have any regrets about participating in the ritual.
Jaran: Dr. Morgan had called me to be present during a Boraxian ritual that involved filtering energy through a strange crystal and into our Lt. Imril here. ::pulls up the scans of Imril's DNA from that mission:: As you can see, there is a foreign element in the DNA of their hypothalamus that was not present before the ritual. This was actually on my desk for further study once we returned from the Karnack, but I never got to it then.
Imril: I took some pretty thorough scans of the crystals myself. They’ve got some similarities to dilithum, which may be part of how they can focus and direct psionic energies. ::Points to the wheelchair:: I downloaded everything into the green padd in the side pocket.
Of course Imril had brought a padd with them. More than one, actually. To help pass the time, if need be. Of late, they’d been doing some research into disruptor weapons in their spare time. In the means by which they excited molecular bonds might may be a way of perfecting a freeze-ray gun.
Meyers: Response
Lorana listened intently, and made notes on her PADD as the officers spoke.
Bancroft: Based on that, would we then say this may account—at least in part—for Lieutenant Imril’s ability to communicate with us, where the others cannot? ::turning to Jaran:: For clarity, Doctor – were you subjected to the same intervention?
Lorana: And you say these were crystals? Do we have a sample?
Jaran: I was not subjected to the ritual myself. I was merely present to take scans as it occurred. All the raw data is in the ship's computer, should you want to take a closer look. I do know that the civilian scientist on board, Samantha Richards, had been studying the crystals closely, so I am certain there is a sample onboard somewhere.
Meyers: Response
Bancroft: That may represent a point of convergence – one we could leverage to deploy Commander Lorana’s therapies more effectively.
Lorana: I was thinking the same thing. I'd be interested in seeing the molecular construction of those crystals.
Jaran chuckled lightly.
Jaran: Knowing Sam, there's probably one hidden somewhere in Sickbay.
Imril: ::Looking around:: I thought all the mystery rocks were found?
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
The Catian made her way to the console, along with Bancroft and the others.
Lorana: So, how open would the Boraxians be in sharing their information?
Jiran looked at the others, no answer in her eyes.
Imril: You’d probably have the best chance talking to the splinter group that broke off from the city-ship. They departed on a vessel called the New Hope.
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
Lorana: Oh, so not very willing to share. Zealots are tricky :: looks to Imril :: We should run a full biomolecular scan. Whatever effect the Boraxian crystals may have had must still be present within their Bactrican DNA.
Jaran: If I may, I would like to perform this scan, in the interest of limiting the number of variable factors.
Imril: The more variables removed, the better.
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
Jiran crossed to the biobed and patted the cushion.
Jaran: Lt. Imril, if you would be so kind?
Imril: ::Raising a hand:: Little help?
With an assist, they were able to limp their way to the new bed. Just lifting their legs up onto the bed didn’t take any fine motor skills, so they were able to do that much on their own.
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
As Imril settled themself, Jira extended the scanning equipment from the sides of the biobed and watched as it arched over them.
Jaran: Please try to stay as still as possible, Lieutenant. This is a very delicate scan.
Imril: Can do.
Of course, the worst part of any exam was the waiting for it to begin while machinery was put into place. Nothing to do but imagine what it was going to do.
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
The doctor tapped at the console and the light show began.
Jiran retracted the arch over the biobed, and pulled up the scan of Imril's brain next to the scan from the Boraxian mission. They went silent for a moment with what they saw.
And all Imril could do was wait for someone to explain what had shocked the Bajoran so.
Jaran: ::hesitantly:: This can't be right. What I saw in the hypothalamus can't have caused this. Can it?
Imril: ::Concerned:: Caused what, exactly?
Were they in a worse state now than they’d been when they’d come into Sickbay?
Meyers/Bancroft: Response
Imril took in a deep, calming breath. Taking in all of the information the medical personnel could provide on this.
Meyers/Bancroft/Jaran/Lorana: Response
Imril: Does this give us a path for helping the others?
Meyers/Bancroft/Jaran/Lorana: Response
TAGS/TBC
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Lieutenant JG Imril
Engineering Officer
USS Artemis-A
A240110I12