Ensign Ollie Bergmen & PNPC SCPO Ral Shaw - Muster your grounds
CPT Arianus
((OOC: Kel is on LOA for Christmas and New Year-ish and no one joined us, so I removed his and Any tags))
(( Holodeck 3, Deck 222, DS 224 ))
oO We are a fly on the wall Oo
Ollie first heard that phrase in Academy two years ago. He never fully grasped the meaning, but now, he understood. He and two OPS Chiefs stood by the entrance to the sickbay and watched the others, unseen, unheard and uninvolved in the events unfolding before their eyes.
Imril starter to contain the spill of trifluoronitrosomethane, a chemical with an absurdly long name and to them, still unknown to its properties. Lyara started to triage the wounded on the sickbay and tend to some of the wounds they had.
Imril: ::running to the biohazard cupboard:: I’ll lock down that spill.
Lyara: I’ll start checking patients.
Lyara did as she said. Finding suitable for survival in the limited time they had. Imril contained that chemical, which impossible name Ollie forgot as soon he read it.
Lyara: I’m going to start scanning patients and do basic triage.
Imril: Response
Chief Kaz'Orah silently marked his observation into his PADD with every step they were making. Bergmen himself checked the form he should fulfill to evaluate the actions of his two colleagues and fellow ensigns.
Lyara was moving between the patients, marking them for transport, which would never come.
Ensign Bergmen gazed at Chief Ral.
Bergmen: What are they doing, Chief? Why they don’t muster?
Senior Chief shrugged her shoulders.
Ral: Hope.
Bergmen glanced back at his fellow ensigns and bit his lip in desperation.
Lyara: Can you check the specifics of the red alert?
Imril: Response
Ral scrolled at that moment the screen on her tablet to holodeck control. Ollie did not see clearly what she was doing, but he didn't need a rich imagination to guess that it wasn't anything good.
oO You should evacuate, common! Find viable, take them, and leave! You do not have time for that! Oo
Lyara continued in the triage. She scanned the one patient she approached, checked his injuries, and tried to care for their wounds.
Lyara: I’m gonna need a medkit. I’ve got someone bleeding over here.
Imril: Response
Time was ticking away for them. Chief Ral completed her modifications to the program, and soon the changes were evident in the situation.
The room trembled, this time with even greater force than it had before. The lights went out, along with the biobed displays, while only the emergency lighting continued to function, accompanied by the flashing red alert lights from the corridor.
It took two, maybe three lifelong seconds for lights to return as backup power kicked up. The biobeds screens also came to life, but the vital signs and red alert notifications were replaced by an ominous flashing message that started at that moment from the loudspeaker in the corridor and in the sickbay itself.
Computer: Warp core failure imminent. ::siren:: Abandon ship. ::siren:: Warp core failure imminent. ::siren:: Abandon ship. ::siren::
Lyara/Imril: Response
As she watched their actions while facing the new situation, Ral tapped her combadge.
Ral: You have three minutes and thirty seconds. Remember why you are here.
Lyara/Imril: Response
TAG/TBC
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Senior Chief Petty Officer Ral Shaw, PNPC
Simmed by Ollie Bergmen, A240009JC1
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Ensign Ollie Bergmen
Operations Officer
U.S.S. Artemis-A
A240009JC1