Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari ~ Someday I shall be Ta-Ta.
Roxanna Dorion
((Life Sciences Lab. Deck 9, USS Khitomer))
The weird day just kept on getting weirder. While the trio discussed options, a sudden emergency medical transport with security and unconscious Tori materialized. At that moment, the other conversation was tossed aside. Her tricorder was out and scanning.
Ohnari: Give me the report.
Security Officer: The woman lost consciousness and the elder of the trio located you, I escorted per emergency transport protocol.
Ohnari: To...the life sciences lab?? ::shaking her hand dismissing the need for answer:: Alright step back, Lieutenant El'Heem, Ensign Matthews, clear that table and help me get her relocated.
Ras had that look she'd gotten so used to see. She'd missed it, if she was entirely honest. But, there wasn't time to reminisce about them being a team. Now was the time to ensure Tori became stable.
Matthews: Not to sound heartless, but can you confirm there’s still security with the other two of the future trio?
Talia's brows bashed into the ridges along her head. That was his concern right now? That somehow Tori was faking this "episode" so, what? Kael and the Admiral could do what exactly? She blew out an exasperated breath and just returned focus on the patient.
El'Heem: Not really our concern right now. Let’s get her stabilized before asking those kinds of questions.
Ohnari: Aplastic anemia...probably the cause of her losing consciousness. Ras, replicate me four units of Epoetin alfa and one unit whole hemoglobin infusion. Your credentials were never removed from medical, thought to be best in case of emergency. Tori? Can you hear me?
Tori: :: Weakly :: Mom?
The Haliian was moments from summoning Amelia...but, with her daughter barely stable, it might cause more stress to the both of them. Better wait on that, instead she just mumbled some soothing words of comfort to Tori.
Tori: :: More desperate :: Mom!?
Catching the vile, she swiftly switched out the hypocanister and administered, and again, with each new requested drug. They would need to get a full transfusion. It appeared the woman's bones had been deeply affected by the radiation. Especially in the right scapular area. It seemed Tori had some sort of injury, whether it was a fall, or something more sinister...but with all that radiation floating around, it had seeped into the marrow. It was a damn miracle she was alive at all.
oO Any child of Amelia's isn't going quietly into that good night. Oo
Matthews: :: Turning to look at the computer console :: Computer, locate and confirm the newly registered, ah, prisoners’ locations. Send security if security officers are not with them. Alert me if they are not accounted for.
A frustrated groan rattled through, her eyes narrowed again. Matthews was going to get a talking to about priorities.
El’Heem: Arousal is returning, mild delirium ::nodding to the security officer:: might need to restrain her if she gets violent.
Ohnari: Also get me two units Hyronalin, Ensign Matthews, get me the emergency medical kit, third cabinet on the left. Unless Ras moved it. Tori? It's me..Talia...oO Maybe she doesn't know me? Oo hang on, we're going to get you stable.
Would she get violent...? If delirious, raised in a war zone, semi conscious and probably in a fair amount of pain with unknown surroundings...? Now if she had to restrain Tori, Amelia would never speak to her again. Between Connor, Ayemet, and possibly Amelia, Talia realised she was not going to have hardly any friends at the end of this...
Matthews::: turning to do just that :: Ras hasn’t been in science long enough to start moving things around. I’m sure he’ll start missing with things this shore leave though if we get some actual downtime. Control freak.
Accepting the kit, she was unzipping and yanking out items by feel. A portable osteo-regenerator and a Sencha wave scrubber were being slapped onto any major muscle groups she could reach.
Matthews: Doctor, I don’t like the looks of this. I think their protection against Sencha radiation must have been failing. . . Could possibly have been non-existent. And well. I know that’s bad enough, but, look at her cell phases. Ras will need to confirm, he wrote the paper on it. But I don’t think time travel is mixing well with the lingering radiation - Ras, this look close to Time Cancer? And man, come on, get her over here. :: He pointed to the table :: Use those big, impressive muscles already.
Ohnari: You are not wrong there Ensign, they said they lost contact with the Federation two-ish years ago?
El'Heem: ::grabbing Tori’s arm to try and stop her from leaving the table.:: Tori. I’m gonna need you to just calm down for a moment while we try to figure out what’s wrong with you-
That stubborn strength that certainly came from her mother surged, and Tori was toppling off the table turned medical bed.
Tori: No
El’Heem: Tori, please! We’re trying to help you.
Ohnari: Tori! Ras don't let her hit her head on that tank.
The last thing they needed was to add a concussion on top of everything else.
Tori: :: quietly :: Baba Yaga?
Everything stopped. They hadn't installed the nameplate yet, they were still deciding on a font....had Tori met Baba Yaga...?
Tori: :: Whispered elation :: Baba Yaga!
Ras looked at her with a question, and her chin dip was the answer. Tori on her feet was a great sign....later. Once she was stabilized and Talia had a change to replicate a marrow matrix infusion...guess she would be paging Amelia sooner rather than later...
Matthews: :: Eye’s darting to the cleared off table :: Come on, I dramatically cleared it off, we have to use it.
Ohnari: Ras, do it now.
Quickly, Tori was placed back on the table. Scans coming from both sides, the white blood cell count had doubled...and given how low it was to begin with? Well that was a problem for later. Vitals were improving, but there was still a lot of systemic damage. If she had to guess, it had to have been at least five years or more since the woman was able to have proper medical treatment. And did the Sencha serum matrix even respond anymore...?
Tori: Talia? :: Beat :: Ras? :: A groan. :: M’rathyr - what happened? I feel... :: Beat, then shaking her head. :: Really, really weird and awful.
Again, everything stopped. It made sense that Tori would know Talia somewhat, considering her son and all...but Ras was another name to add to the "survivors" list. Still too small, but a part of her was relieved. One less person she loved being gone.
Matthews: Doctor, we should probably get Tori to sickbay to run some more tests and monitor her. And update her companions on her condition. They’ll be asking after her.
Ohnari: Yep, absolutely. ::pressing her comm:: =/\= Ohnari to Othin. I need you to bring a mobile gurney and have an isolation room three and four prepped. We're going to need the uh...visitors escorted to Sickbay as well. =/\=
Othin: =/\= You got it ma. ::pause:: What? Too soon? I'm on my way. Othin out. =/\=
El'Heem: ::nodding:: I think it’s prudent. And she was supposed to be here to help solve the problem anyways. ::turning to the girl on the table:: Tori. Do you know where you’re at right now?
Ohnari: ::growling:: That Klingon just made the list....::turning her focus:: Tori, I need you to relax as best you can. Your body has been through a lot...
Understated as hell.
Tori: Response
Matthews: We should go before we need an emergency transport again. I’ll clean up here then follow along. If this does have anything to do with the time travel aspect. I can consult on that.
Ohnari: ::nodding:: Bring your findings to Sickbay, there is a consultation uh...closet really, across from Iso One through Three, we can reconvene there.
Tori: Response
It was then Othin arrived, mobile gurney set up and hovering, waiting. Without being asked, Othin walked directly to Tori, and with both strength and a surprising amount of finesse, she had Tori reclined on the gurney without so much as a wince.
Othin was no longer on Talia's list.
El’Heem: ::nodding to Talia then turning to Richard:: Gather up the PADDs, we’re going to have to take our work to sickbay.
Ohnari: You know the consult room, bring whatever you need...uh...that will fit. If we need to move to the larger consult room we can, this one is just the closest. ::glancing down, she smoothed a stray lock of hair off Tori's head:: Alright sweetheart, we're going to Ta-Ta's realm now. Just try and relax, we'll be there soon.
El'Heem/Matthews/Tori: Response
(((Turbo lift - En route to Sickbay)))
With a parting nod, she continued to monitor Tori's vitals as Othin handled the transportation. She could feel the fizzy, slightly tart curiosity rolling off Othin. If she wasn't mistaken, there might have been a little shuffling of the combat boots.
Ohnari: ::sighing in annoyance:: Go on, ask.
Othin: ::straightening:: So, this one yours? Or that scrawny bean pole yours?
Tori: Response
Tossing up her hands in exasperation.
Ohnari: Bean pole?? By the Gods Othin, they live in a war zone!! And you are judging his, what? Malnutrition??
Othin: ::shrugging in indifference:: Every warrior knows their strongest weapon is the body. Got to keep it in shape or you will end up dead. ::the nurse caught the glare:: I believe I am on your "list" again doctor.
Tori: Response
The Haliian just growled in anger and motioned to Othin to stop talking.
Ohnari: This is Lieutenant Semara's daughter. She's uh...sort of seeing my son...?
Tori: Response
TAG/TBC
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Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari, MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Khitomer
C239205ME0