Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS - Pediatric Medicine
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Karrod Niac
Feb 9, 2026, 11:18:44 PMFeb 9
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Farriers Shed, Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
While the abacus that powered this ships computers clacked away on another protein analysis series, Thessolonia put her chin in her hand and sighed to no one in particular. The two poor devils they'd dragged out of the wreckage had expired, as she'd known they would from the minute they scanned them, and while the death of a patient was always a cause for at least some amount of self-reflection, something about these two nagged at her in a way mortality hadn't in quite some time. She found her thoughts dwelling on them and on the surprising empathy of the otherwise bawdy nurse who seemed to be the bulk of her available staff. More than once she'd found herself frustrated...not at the lack of facilities or their hideously out of date nature, that she was already adequately incensed about, but this was a sort of personal frustration that she could not lightly set aside. She found herself wondering if she could've done more. If there had been some other, perhaps less...conventional approach she could have employed.
Once, in a moment of weakness, she wondered what Quentin would've done in her shoes and very nearly vomited on the spot.
So she'd returned to her research, trying to collate all the data the ship and the runabouts had gathered since blindly venturing into this ruinously dangerous star system, but she had found little satisfaction in the work.
Rox: Dr. La Croix? ::pause:: Both the Kzinti and the Suliban have passed. I've given instructions for them to be moved to the morgue. Have we heard from Dr. Shortrith?
She was almost glad for the distraction but she schooled her face not to show any such outward pleasure.
De La Croix: Very well, I suppose we'll need to contact the Captain and let him know...
Kel: =/\= Kel to Rox. =/\=
The impish girl flashed her an entirely too familiar smile before tapping on her gaudy badge to reply.
Rox: =/\= Eh? What's up Captain Doc? =/\=
To his credit the Acting Captain did not deign to share in the jocularity.
Kel: ::flatly:: =/\= Hilarious. The Ronin may have guests soon. We're going to need a space for wounded. You know the drill. =/\=
Rox: =/\= I do, his names Stanly. ::pause:: I'm on it Cap. =/\=
Thess leaned forward to speak towards her nurses ample bosom.
De La Croix: Ah yes Captain I've been meaning to talk to you about these...
The commline closed abruptly and Thess's lips pressed into an unpleasant line. She was in the midst of considering a variety of pithy insults to hurl at the buoyant medical assistant when yet another alarm began blatting and all semblance of humor fell away from Nurse Queen's features. She rushed into Sickbay as patients began materializing upon biobeds and Thess found herself already in motion, only a few footsteps behind, her research forgotten.
((Ward A, Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Thess drew up short as the scene began to resolve, yet try as she might she could make no sense of what she was seeing.
Children. A strange and wild variety of children, from a host of races that ranged from the pedestrian to the outright exotic.
And they were destroying her pitiful little medical facility with remarkable speed and efficiency. Nurse Queen seemed almost as flummoxed as she was by the sudden juvenile onslaught and began to try asserting some measure of control over the situation.
Rox: Hey cut that out.
Nelv: Make me hot lips!
The volume level increased by the second as the formerly spartan medical facility quickly turned into some sort of alien menagerie. One child had grabbed an osteopathic infuser off a nearby tool tray and was currently using it as a clumsy cudgel with which to assault another child as they ran and screamed and generally made a ruckus.
De La Croix: You put that down right now! That is not a toy!
Ru: Response
The sound of a open palm impacting a buttock seemed to fill the bay and Thess felt her eye twitch violently.
Rox: Hey!
Nelv: Yuk Yuk Yuk.
De La Croix: What is the meaning of this...this...pandemonium!? You there...larger child....who are you? Where did you come from?
Ru: Response
Rox: ::looking at La Croix:: This is different, but I'll be honest I'm not totally surprised.
Thess looked to her, deeply perplexed and entirely uncertain about what was to be done.
De La Croix: Is this crew in the habit of picking up...::she snatched a laser scalpel out of one child's hands as they went running past::...strays?!
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
De La Croix: Didn't the Captain mention something about wounded? Other than being annoying none of these children appear to need medical aid.
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
Thess looked at the woman with an expression that was somewhere between disbelieving and tragic acceptance.
De La Croix: You must be joking. What in the world am I supposed to do with them? I suppose a round of sedatives would be completely out of the question? I'm a Surgeon, not a Pediatrician!
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
[Tags/TBC]
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Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of the quadrants worst daycare facility
V239509GT0
While the abacus that powered this ships computers clacked away on another protein analysis series, Thessolonia put her chin in her hand and sighed to no one in particular. The two poor devils they'd dragged out of the wreckage had expired, as she'd known they would from the minute they scanned them, and while the death of a patient was always a cause for at least some amount of self-reflection, something about these two nagged at her in a way mortality hadn't in quite some time. She found her thoughts dwelling on them and on the surprising empathy of the otherwise bawdy nurse who seemed to be the bulk of her available staff. More than once she'd found herself frustrated...not at the lack of facilities or their hideously out of date nature, that she was already adequately incensed about, but this was a sort of personal frustration that she could not lightly set aside. She found herself wondering if she could've done more. If there had been some other, perhaps less...conventional approach she could have employed.
Once, in a moment of weakness, she wondered what Quentin would've done in her shoes and very nearly vomited on the spot.
So she'd returned to her research, trying to collate all the data the ship and the runabouts had gathered since blindly venturing into this ruinously dangerous star system, but she had found little satisfaction in the work.
Rox: Dr. La Croix? ::pause:: Both the Kzinti and the Suliban have passed. I've given instructions for them to be moved to the morgue. Have we heard from Dr. Shortrith?
She was almost glad for the distraction but she schooled her face not to show any such outward pleasure.
De La Croix: Very well, I suppose we'll need to contact the Captain and let him know...
Kel: =/\= Kel to Rox. =/\=
The impish girl flashed her an entirely too familiar smile before tapping on her gaudy badge to reply.
Rox: =/\= Eh? What's up Captain Doc? =/\=
To his credit the Acting Captain did not deign to share in the jocularity.
Kel: ::flatly:: =/\= Hilarious. The Ronin may have guests soon. We're going to need a space for wounded. You know the drill. =/\=
Rox: =/\= I do, his names Stanly. ::pause:: I'm on it Cap. =/\=
Thess leaned forward to speak towards her nurses ample bosom.
De La Croix: Ah yes Captain I've been meaning to talk to you about these...
The commline closed abruptly and Thess's lips pressed into an unpleasant line. She was in the midst of considering a variety of pithy insults to hurl at the buoyant medical assistant when yet another alarm began blatting and all semblance of humor fell away from Nurse Queen's features. She rushed into Sickbay as patients began materializing upon biobeds and Thess found herself already in motion, only a few footsteps behind, her research forgotten.
((Ward A, Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Thess drew up short as the scene began to resolve, yet try as she might she could make no sense of what she was seeing.
Children. A strange and wild variety of children, from a host of races that ranged from the pedestrian to the outright exotic.
And they were destroying her pitiful little medical facility with remarkable speed and efficiency. Nurse Queen seemed almost as flummoxed as she was by the sudden juvenile onslaught and began to try asserting some measure of control over the situation.
Rox: Hey cut that out.
Nelv: Make me hot lips!
The volume level increased by the second as the formerly spartan medical facility quickly turned into some sort of alien menagerie. One child had grabbed an osteopathic infuser off a nearby tool tray and was currently using it as a clumsy cudgel with which to assault another child as they ran and screamed and generally made a ruckus.
De La Croix: You put that down right now! That is not a toy!
Ru: Response
The sound of a open palm impacting a buttock seemed to fill the bay and Thess felt her eye twitch violently.
Rox: Hey!
Nelv: Yuk Yuk Yuk.
De La Croix: What is the meaning of this...this...pandemonium!? You there...larger child....who are you? Where did you come from?
Ru: Response
Rox: ::looking at La Croix:: This is different, but I'll be honest I'm not totally surprised.
Thess looked to her, deeply perplexed and entirely uncertain about what was to be done.
De La Croix: Is this crew in the habit of picking up...::she snatched a laser scalpel out of one child's hands as they went running past::...strays?!
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
De La Croix: Didn't the Captain mention something about wounded? Other than being annoying none of these children appear to need medical aid.
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
Thess looked at the woman with an expression that was somewhere between disbelieving and tragic acceptance.
De La Croix: You must be joking. What in the world am I supposed to do with them? I suppose a round of sedatives would be completely out of the question? I'm a Surgeon, not a Pediatrician!
Ru/Nelv/Rox: Response
[Tags/TBC]
======================================
Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of the quadrants worst daycare facility
V239509GT0
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