(( Sickbay, Deck 5, USS Octavia E. Butler ))
She’d put it off long enough. There was nothing scary about Llandon Nilsen and he might just help figure out what -and who- Barney Nilsen was. Standing next to Barney and watching him twitch in his sleep was causing her some anxiety. Was she doing harm by holding off contacting Llandon? No, she decided. No harm but certainly no cure, either.
Toz: =^= Dr. Toz to Llandon Nilsen. =^=
Nilsen: =^= response =^=
Toz: =^= I have a little issue I need your help with in sickbay. At your convenience, of course. =^=
Nilsen: =^= response =^=
Taking a deep breath, Toz stepped back to lean against a now empty bio-bed. Only five hours before oO was it just five hours ago? Oo the sickbay was filled with patients. Cuts, bruises (easily healed), broken bones, deep lacerations… and radiation burns. Radiation sickness. Radiation was very rare these days. But her staff had found the remedy and now the sickbay was primarily empty. Barney and a young ensign Linkin, suffering from whatever the hallucinations had done to him. Maybe… just maybe Barney’s problem was the same one.
A voice from the far corner of the room had shouted “Wilma Nilsen”. Toz shook her head. She was at a loss. She hoped Llandon would have a least a guess if not an answer.
Nilsen: response
Toz: Oh! I’m so glad you’re here. ::nodding at Barney:: Do you know this fellow?
Nilsen: response
Toz: All right. Then do you know someone named Wilma?
Nilsen: response
Toz: Only that he came in with the Unity Dow crew.
Nilsen: response
Barney: Who are you and where am I?
Toz jumped backward. She'd let her attention move to Llandon.
Nilsen: response
Lt.(jg) Doctor Toz
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Octavia E Butler
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