LtCmdr Connor Dewitt - Commotion (Part I)
Tim
(( Foyer, Storyhearth - Kurmishoi Sector, Sahndalo, Hixoraa ))
The first officer started walking again. It was the same walk that he used when he was thinking and recording his logbook entries in his quarters or his office. The office was a little small for that, he had to admit, but he had found an arrangement of furniture that allowed for a little pacing.
Dewitt: =/\= I see. Do you have shelter for the night? =/\=
Ohnari: =/\= Yeah, before the Khitomer was out of range, Lieutenant Edac coordinated the drop. We’ve got the triage tent up and running. We’re all set up tight and safe from the wind. How are you faring? =/\=
Dewitt: =/\= We’re fine where we are. I’ll send the coordinates over in a bit. It’s warm, and so far we have been met with nothing but kindness. I guess we will spend the night here. =/\=
Connor looked down at his hands. His skin felt more rough than it had this morning. And he only now realized that they still felt cold.
Dewitt: =/\= I’m going to return to my team, Talia. Stay safe and check in again in the morning. Dewitt out. =/\=
The channel closed, and Connor stood in the dimly lit and quiet hall for another second. Then, he took a deep breath and turned towards the door his team had vanished through. It felt like quite some time ago, and the first officer couldn't tell how much time had passed.
(( Great Hall, Storyhearth, Kurmishoi Sector, Hixoraa ))
Connor walked into a hall that felt as sparsely lit as the foyer had. It was probably due to the sheer size of the room that Connor felt this way. It was slightly warmer, and he looked around to locate his officers. Happy to have found them so quickly, he made his way through a few beds with probably infected Kurmishoi towards the small, odd-looking group in their midst.
Yorke: ::clapping her hands:: Ill-informed or not, the doctor told us everything he could... Is everyone on this planet etraordinarily friendly, or is it just my impression?
Semara/Kmett: Response
Dewitt: So far they are. ::smiling, then looking at Amelia:: What have we found out?
Semara: Response
Amelia’s answer hit Connor like a rock that was way too big to be inside a Storyhearth used as an infirmary. Starfleet medical had studied the pathogen. They wouldn't have beamed down without protection if there had been any risk of infection. Fear and rage filled his stomach. It was fear for his away team's health. And rage over a Starfleet Medical report that he had trusted, that all his colleagues had trusted. He looked at Ensign Kmett. His brain knew that the doctor was the last one responsible for this. But he was the only qualified person to consult.
Dewitt: Is it the same disease that the Kurmishoi have?
Kmett: Response
Connor cut the Ensign short and shook his head.
Dewitt: It is a simple question, Ensign. I want a simple answer.
Kmett: Response
This time, Connor was more satisfied. At least a little. He knew Warr Kmett was not to blame for this. Neither was Ada nor Amelia. Connor briefly closed his eyes and tried to calm down.
Dewitt: ::turning to Yorke:: How are you feeling, Ensign?
Yorke: Response
Another nod, before Connor looked around the Kurmishoi infirmary.
Dewitt: Alright… I will inform the Captain. We will stay the night. ::at Kmett:: I want us to check on Ensign Yorke every thirty minutes. The minute she gets worse, I want to know. We will take turns monitoring her vitals and wake you as soon as her condition changes.
Yorke/Semara/Kmett: Response
Connor nodded.
Dewitt: Alright. Let’s find some place where we have a little privacy. I will take the first watch.
Yorke/Semara/Kmett: Response
Another nod, and the small team began to move to the empty alcove that they had spotted. Connor fell in line with Amelia.
Dewitt: ::quietly:: If her condition improves, she can stay on the team. If it doesn’t, we will have to find a way to get her to the Khitomer in the morning.
Semara: Response
Dewitt: I hope you’re right…
((OOC: This ends the first act of our mission. Let’s all start to wrap our introductory scenes and time-skip to morning. I am having a blast writing this mission with all of you! ))
TAG/TBC
LtCmdr Connor Dewitt
Executive Officer
USS Khitomer
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