[END ACT 1] Lt. JG Ollie Bergmen - Leave this haunted place and never look back

[CPT Arianus]

(( Medical Facility, New Hope ))

What they had uncovered was as intriguing as it was unsettling. It left them baffled. Now that they were ordered to pull back, Ollie felt lost. He had no clue what to do next, but whatever path the scientists chose, it was not his place to question or second-guess their decision.

Bergmen: So, what now? Are we packing all of this and leaving? Or continue to investigate?

Jovenan: Can we transport material from here, or does the theta radiation block it?
Commander gazed at Imril, wondering if they would know.
Richards: ::Still staring at Imril:: It should work just fine right?

Imril: It should. Theta radiation in these amounts is only a threat to biological organisms. And, as has already been stated, ::Looking to Richards:: there’s too little of it to be immediate concern. After all, it hasn’t blocked our tricorders. The Artemis’ transporters should be able to lock onto everything just fine. But I would still suggest we all drop by Sickbay for decontamination once we’re back on the ship. Just in case.

Ollie gazed at Imril as they spoke, tilting his head with a smile, captivated by the sound of their voice and the words, lost in a haze of his own thoughts.

Bergmen: ::nodding:: Ehm, hmhm, ya, right, Lieutenant…

Jovenan: Right. Bergmen, please coordinate the transportation of evidence to the ship. Get us some biological sample kids as well. Richards, prepare as much evidence from the biohazard storage to be transported. Prioritise the rock and anything that gives off similar readings or anything else unusual. Imril and I will take the lab.

But as soon as Bergmen heard the commander's words, he snapped out of his daydream.

Bergmen: ::clearing your throat as he nods:: Err… Yes, ma’am. Understood. I do it, right now.

Richards nodded too.

Richards: Rocks and unusual things. You can count on me.

Imril: I’ll get to work tagging things for transport. Starting with what’s left of the lab.

Once everyone acknowledged their orders, the commander urged them to leave as swiftly as they could.

Jovenan: Let’s get moving, then. I want to be out of here with as much evidence as possible when whoever attacked this ship comes back.

Richards had already begun to prepare the rock for its journey.

Richards: ::Whispering:: I’ve got you rock.

Imril chuckled to themself and headed for the lab. Ollie shot Sam a glance before stepping into the central area of the sickbay to make a call.

Imril: Wherever we’re beaming this stuff, it wouldn’t hurt to post a Security officer at the door. We wouldn't want one of the Boraxians who’s been brought to the Artemis for medical care to accidentally wander into our lab. Or accidentally-on-purpose. If we could detect the signatures in that closet with our scanners, one of them might be able to do the same and come poking around.

Listening to the Engineer's concerns, Ollie could only nod in silence. It was a valid point; with everything happening, could they really be trusted?

Bergmen let out a sigh and tapped his combadge.

He had a task at hand, and he was eager to wrap it up and leave as soon as possible, too.


END for Ollie

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Lieutenant JG Ollie Bergmen
Operations Officer
U.S.S. Artemis-A
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