Lt. Commander Ayiana Sevo - Pristine Condition
Aaron Schimmel
((Lab Complex, Gibaria Outpost))
The immediate path was blocked by a very large mass of tendrils and other biomass. It looked like a hub of veins or roots which branched off to multiple directions. Ayiana checked the area’s schematics, cross-referencing the partial sonic scan results.
Sevo: This first lab here — ::Gesturing to the wall with the bloody handprint.:: — has a door just around the corner, unblocked by these…things. We might be able to get inside and maybe find a path around as well.
Finch: Very well, we’ll try the other door.
The group moved slowly down the corridor, until they came to another door that would have led to the same room as the other door, only it was hoped this one would be persuaded to open. This door panel seemed functional and was (relatively) clean.
Naledi: Crick Snap Pop… < It seems that they did not use this door as much. >
Sami opened the door and took point, entering the lab first. The rest followed, with Naledi in the rear.
Finch: There’s no one in here. It’s just us.
The reason for the less-used look to the door was simple: the door had been closeted by standing shelves. They had to move single file around a shelf filled with scientific equipment to see the rest of the room. It looked like any other science lab Ayiana had seen and worked in a thousand times before. The walls were lined with displays and consoles, interspersed with open countertops. There were more displays in the center. All the displays in the lab were offline, which made sense considering the power issue.
Naledi: Crick Snap Pop Hiss… < Your assessment appears to be true. >
Sevo: Honestly it looks like it has *never* been used. It’s too clean. No detritus of experiments, and the items and equipment on the shelves look brand new. Hermetically sealed, too; which explains why the flora didn’t break in here.
There was one active console, which Naledi headed for. They placed their PADD next to it and began working the console. Meanwhile, Ayiana scanned the place with her tricorder and eyes, looking at the place from her scientist point-of-view.
Neathler: It doesn’t appear that Novau entered the room.
Naledi: Crick Pop Snap Hiss… < The mainframes logs confirm that nobody by that name has entered this room is quite some time. > Crick Snap Pop Pew… < It is possible that the subject tripped and caught themselves on the panel. >
Sevo: Yea, it seemed like she was running. Probably from those things. ::Ayiana pointed to the window and the vines and flora outside.::
Finch: Response
Neathler: Any luck on that computer?
Naledi: Pew Pop Crack Snap Hiss… < Uplink is secure. Information is being processed. >
Ayiana tapped on her tricorder, requesting a link to the information. More eyes on the data was always better.
Sevo: Hopefully they’ll have some information.
Finch: Response
Neathler: Whatever is on that computer, our time is running out, the vines are trying to lock us in.
Naledi’s PADD beeped, the sound echoing slightly in the empty room. They looked down at it, processing the information before speaking.
Naledi: Pop Crack Hiss Snap Crack Chirp… < Lock, This section of the outpost was quarantined following an outbreak of a disease that was brought to the planet on contaminated foodstock. Very few crew were left here during that process. One of whom was Klair Novau. >
Sevo: A disease? So not related to the dimensional breach?
Finch / Neather: Response
Naledi: Pew Pop Snap Crackle… < It is possible that trans-dimensional energy from the portal is feeding the contamination, mutating it into something worse than it was. It would explain the density of vines as we go deeper into the outpost. >
Sevo: Let’s not jump to conclusions without evidence or testing. For all we know, this flora is behaving normally, for it. We don’t know the physical or biological norms of the other side.
Finch / Neather: Response
Naledi: Chirp Snap Pop Hiss… < The contamination was viral in nature, meaning that the plants would be more vulnerable to anti-viral medications than usual. It is not a doctor, it cannot supply more information than that for virus. >
Ayiana wasn’t an expert in virology, either. She knew the basics, but her expertise was far more physics-based.
Sevo: Unfortunately, I don’t know much beyond the basics of virology. But considering there’s no data on the outbreak in the information dump Naledi gathered, we won’t be able to create any sort of cure. That’s a job for the medical team, anyway.
Finch / Neather: Response
Ayiana looked through the window to the vines still covering everything.
Sevo: Is there anything else in the information you managed to scrape? ::Ayiana asked Naledi, as she checked the information herself on her tricorder. ::
Finch / Neathler / Naledi: Response
Sevo: It didn’t look like there was a path through the area out the back door. ::She thumbed to the door they entered.:: Looks like we’re back to square one.
Finch / Neathler / Naledi: Response
Sevo: Maybe we should try some more…overt testing? ::Ayiana tapped the handle of her phaser rifle peeking up from behind her shoulder. ::
Finch / Neathler / Naledi: Response
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Lt. Commander Ayiana Sevo
Mission Specialist
U.S.S. Gorkon
V239109AS0
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