Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS - Ask DNA
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Karrod Niac
Jan 28, 2026, 1:31:27 AMJan 28
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Underbutlers Cellar, Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Having changed out of her sporting gear and discovering that the ship did not have a cobbler in residence, Thess had made her way back to the ships meager medical facilities and into her office where, for nearly an hour, she'd compiled all the physiological data they'd been able to gather. She wouldn't admit it aloud but she had found something...engaging about their brief moments of peril aboard the dinghy. That a reasonably interesting medical mystery had been dropped at...and also on...her feet at the same time certainly buoyed her mood, although until her boots could be properly restored a small dark cloud hung over the experience. Well, that and two beings were noisily dying just outside her claustrophobic cabinet of a workspace. There was little enough that could be done for them even if they had all the resources of a full Division Fourteen medical facility...which she was continually reminded they did not.
The husky yet somehow shrill voice of one particular nurse caught her ear and Thess found herself leaning back in her chair and collecting a padd, no longer content to suffer in solitude. With a small predatory smile she stepped into sickbay just as Nurse Dabo was conversing with their other patient. The one who wasn't going to die as far as she could tell.
But the day was young.
Kessler: Will they survive their injuries?
She spoke without preamble from behind them. Good breeding paired with years of ballet as a youth had given her almost supernatural grace and lightness on her feet. She'd once managed to startle a Vulcan. It was a cherished memory.
De La Croix: They will not. I'm mildly surprised they're still alive as is. They've each been exposed to lethal levels of several different types of radiation and some sort of temporal or quantum field that the ancient computers on this steamship are completely unable to identify. They were dead before we ever encountered them...all we're doing is prolonging the inevitable.
Rox: Response
The security man who'd fainted aboard the dinghy gave her a skeptical look she found most unwarranted.
Kessler: I do not doubt you are Doctor but you understand the importance of their survival?
She looked at him with the same withering disdain she'd directed at the last person to question her. About anything.
De La Croix: Perhaps you'd care to explain that to their necrotic cellular membranes....the ones that haven't dissolved quite yet. Might want to hurry though.
Rox: Response
Kessler: ::turning to the others:: I feel like a fifth wheel here. This is more your area of expertise. What can we do?
Thess looked to the diminishing bioreadings on the telemetry boards above both patients and crossed her arms.
De La Croix: Yes you're quite right, this is my area of expertise. So perhaps you'll believe me this time when I say there's nothing we can do aside from making their final agonizing hours slightly less agonizing. Fortunately for you, your prognosis is a bit less dire. Nurse, did you collect those samples I requested? I want to begin the analysis on his protein sheaths as soon as possible.
Rox/Kessler: Response
Thess exhaled slowly through her nose as she glared down at the girl.
De La Croix: Then perhaps you should escort this patient back to bed and get them before he faints again. Speaking of, you seem to be unusually sensitive to radiation exposure Lieutenant. I don't suppose you have any idea why that might be?
Rox/Kessler: Response
She wondered if all who worked with small children and animals felt this way, that they were simply speaking at a level so far beyond that of their audience their only answer could be vapid stares.
De La Croix: That's not exactly what I had in mind. I simply don't want you toppling over some torpedo and killing us all because you have an atypical thyroid gland. But I suppose I'm to continue toiling away in the dark.
Rox/Kessler: Response
[Tags/TBC]
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Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of an anachronistic leech dispensary
V239509GT0
Having changed out of her sporting gear and discovering that the ship did not have a cobbler in residence, Thess had made her way back to the ships meager medical facilities and into her office where, for nearly an hour, she'd compiled all the physiological data they'd been able to gather. She wouldn't admit it aloud but she had found something...engaging about their brief moments of peril aboard the dinghy. That a reasonably interesting medical mystery had been dropped at...and also on...her feet at the same time certainly buoyed her mood, although until her boots could be properly restored a small dark cloud hung over the experience. Well, that and two beings were noisily dying just outside her claustrophobic cabinet of a workspace. There was little enough that could be done for them even if they had all the resources of a full Division Fourteen medical facility...which she was continually reminded they did not.
The husky yet somehow shrill voice of one particular nurse caught her ear and Thess found herself leaning back in her chair and collecting a padd, no longer content to suffer in solitude. With a small predatory smile she stepped into sickbay just as Nurse Dabo was conversing with their other patient. The one who wasn't going to die as far as she could tell.
But the day was young.
Kessler: Will they survive their injuries?
She spoke without preamble from behind them. Good breeding paired with years of ballet as a youth had given her almost supernatural grace and lightness on her feet. She'd once managed to startle a Vulcan. It was a cherished memory.
De La Croix: They will not. I'm mildly surprised they're still alive as is. They've each been exposed to lethal levels of several different types of radiation and some sort of temporal or quantum field that the ancient computers on this steamship are completely unable to identify. They were dead before we ever encountered them...all we're doing is prolonging the inevitable.
Rox: Response
The security man who'd fainted aboard the dinghy gave her a skeptical look she found most unwarranted.
Kessler: I do not doubt you are Doctor but you understand the importance of their survival?
She looked at him with the same withering disdain she'd directed at the last person to question her. About anything.
De La Croix: Perhaps you'd care to explain that to their necrotic cellular membranes....the ones that haven't dissolved quite yet. Might want to hurry though.
Rox: Response
Kessler: ::turning to the others:: I feel like a fifth wheel here. This is more your area of expertise. What can we do?
Thess looked to the diminishing bioreadings on the telemetry boards above both patients and crossed her arms.
De La Croix: Yes you're quite right, this is my area of expertise. So perhaps you'll believe me this time when I say there's nothing we can do aside from making their final agonizing hours slightly less agonizing. Fortunately for you, your prognosis is a bit less dire. Nurse, did you collect those samples I requested? I want to begin the analysis on his protein sheaths as soon as possible.
Rox/Kessler: Response
Thess exhaled slowly through her nose as she glared down at the girl.
De La Croix: Then perhaps you should escort this patient back to bed and get them before he faints again. Speaking of, you seem to be unusually sensitive to radiation exposure Lieutenant. I don't suppose you have any idea why that might be?
Rox/Kessler: Response
She wondered if all who worked with small children and animals felt this way, that they were simply speaking at a level so far beyond that of their audience their only answer could be vapid stares.
De La Croix: That's not exactly what I had in mind. I simply don't want you toppling over some torpedo and killing us all because you have an atypical thyroid gland. But I suppose I'm to continue toiling away in the dark.
Rox/Kessler: Response
[Tags/TBC]
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Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of an anachronistic leech dispensary
V239509GT0
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