Lt Jania Nis - High on authority
Jania Nis
(( Central Medical Clinic, Ward 1, Main City of Argratha ))
((OOC: Sorry about the delay y'all, especially Marge!))JoNz: Call in what’s happened. State that we’ll be available to give statements and in the meantime? Let us do our job.
Jania had only briefly stopped doing her job, and now she was doing what she always did when she felt powerless during a mission: She was gathering data. The most worrisome part about it was that contact with Argrathi DNA seemed to change the drug somehow. It was already a drug with limited experimental research, and now it was causing unknown chemical reactions in peoples’ bodies.
Nis: Nurse Zeka, please help us take more samples so we can do our best to help, like we were sent here to do.
An glanced over her shoulder, her posture suggesting she was still hopped up on authority.
Zeka: :: deflating a bit :: Yes, sir.
Guard: Yeah. ::gritting his teeth in rage :: And, we’ll get that paperwork started, I guess.
At that, the guard moved away to do whatever guard-stuff he was going to do. Hopefully keeping more intoxicated people from attacking anyone.
Nis: Nurse, can you get the tricorder to analyse his PADD? There’s a built-in GPS that should show his movements.
Zeka: Yes, sir.
An patted the man’s pockets until she found an electronic device, then took out her tricorder and scanned it.
At the same time, clinic staff arrived to help them prepare the body to move to the morgue. Other clinicians returned to calling out patient names, getting some sort of flow going again. At least Jania could say one thing about them: They were calm after a tragedy.
*Beep beep*
The tricorder finished processing, displaying a small map of the man’s recent movement patterns. His path had been almost a straight line until a jumbled patch where he moved in a dozen directions within a single meter. After that, he had rushed to the hospital, presumably to get help, but along the way he had slowed as the drug took hold.
Nis :: pointing to the jumbled patch :: So this is where he was attacked.
Zeka: Looks like it.
JoNz: Response
It was a good point. And if someone was still out there under the influence, they could hurt others.
Nis: Okay then. Lieutenant, should we go find this intoxicated person?
Zeka: What?! Send the police or something!
JoNz: Response
Jania nodded.
Nis: Nurse Zeka, we didn’t mean you anyway. You take the patient to the morgue, then return to setting up the efficiency improvements.
Zeka: But what about -you-?!
JoNz: Response
TAGS/TBC!
Lieutenant Jania Nis
Head of Health
USS Octavia E. Butler NCC-82850
O240108JN2