Lieutenant Velaan Saa - Don't Eat those!
Sevantha Saa
((Biology Labs, Deck 4, USS Thor ))
Orlon A. : Where did they go?
That was the question now bothering Velaan as he stared up at the ventilation system which Tito had keenly pointed out appeared to serve as an escape hatch for some of the creatures.
Contaminated inventory had turned into a containment breach all on the day a strange cat showed up in his room, whose owner he still needed to find. Today was turning out to be one of the stranger ones on board.
Orlon A. : Ash am’na a biologist.
Talyra: The laboratories have measures in place to prevent cross contamination right?
Tito: Yes. Usually…
V. Saa: Except you all were just caught near the Tangle with unknown energy exposures that could have… ::He gestures wildly with his hands:: Caused some unknown variables to enter the picture – Hey-hey
And Sachiko had one of the Sedan moths in her mouth. Rushing over to the cat, he delicately tried to take it out of her mouth, hoping he didn’t inadvertently kill the thing.
Orlon A. : So what ye’re sayin’ is we need ta call an exterminator. Good thing we have an OPS officer amongst us.
His head slowly turned towards the new Chief of Science as she implied he was now the exterminator on sight.
Talyra: Is this a … normal size for these moths? Maybe they are eating the gossamer mice and feeding well and the survivors left through the ventilation shaft.
Orlon A.: They are’na big enough ta eat the mice, are they? Mice Ah am familiar with. Ah did spend several summers in Eire. They would have to be bat-sized moths.
Surely they didn’t, did they. Looking at the mouth clasped in his hands, Velaan frowned a little.
Orlon A.: Oh, please tell me that they are’na bat-sized moths.
Tito: Doesn’t look like it…
V. Saa: These weren’t, though the moths specifically were being overseen by Lieutenant Taj’el, they might have more information about the breed to aid our situation. ::He cleared his throat:: Also considering these were diplomatic gifts, we might not want to exterminate them.
Talyra: ::mutters:: This is a big reason why I didn’t pick any of the specialties dealing with life.
Orlon A.: ::to herself:: Ah dunna like bats.
Tito: I don’t think we have any of those around. ::He arched his eyebrow:: At least I hope not…
Deciding to continue his investigation, he looked for what he suspected to be the variable that set off this chain reaction, the food. Walking over, he lifted his tricorder and started scanning. One brow rose, the other furrowed, his face appearing utterly baffled.
V. Saa: Oh… this is bad. Contaminated is an understatement ::he winced and muttered:: Did anyone win pet food from the Astrachthoni? This stuff isn’t even from our dimension.
Orlon A.: Lieutenant Tito, do you have any suggestions on how ta take care of it?
Tito: Find who messed up and gather them and a few lower deckers to trap the creatures?
V. Saa: ::holding up the tricorder:: I think the answer might be more complicated than one person at fault but I do think this might be a group project.
Talyra: Responses
Orlon, A. : And do these creatures need ta be trapped?
Tito: I think so, given that some were in containment boxes.
V. Saa: We can also replicate more and larger ones down in Ops and at least the moths if comfortable leave a silk trail.
The very sensitive to anomalies gossamer rats were going to be a whole unique problem to contend with on their own compared to the moths.
Talyra: Responses
Orlon, A.: Could we use anesthezine localized ta just this room, and then we can pick up the creatures.
Tito: It might take some work to find something that will affect all of them, but it certainly beats hunting them down… ::He pointed to the cat:: Like how our friend is doing here.
Velaan frowned and moved to place the one caught moth back in the cage before he attempted to wrangle Sachiko. A capable hunter she might have been but if she consumed any of the mice or moths with the contaminated food in them, he’d feel terrible.
Orlon.A/Talyra: Response
Tito: We can see if the consoles here give anything away. Or if they have something that the Biologists already use.
He looked between the scientists quietly, letting them debate as it was their department and their creatures. At least one had been saved, even if it might need a quick treatment from the local veterinarian onboard.
Orlon.A/Talyra/Sachiko: Responses
Tito: I am fairly certain it will be easier if we pick them up instead of hunting them down. Besides I admit the alternative is possibly easier, I am not inclined to take it.
A small pit formed in his stomach as he looked at the man.
V. Saa: And that is?
Orlon.A/Talyra/Sachiko: Responses
Tito: Purging them all. Suppress the creatures in any way possible. Cruel but effective.
Cruel? Yes. Effective? Also yes. Velaan didn’t particularly like the suggestion, but he understood why it was suggested. Still, he understood the Seda moths as a diplomatic gift which deserved some preservation efforts. He’d once more try to keep Sachiko from pouncing as he tried to think up a solution.
Orlon.A/Talyra//Sachiko: Responses
V. Saa: How about we contact Lieutenant Taj’el and see if they’d assist the department in helping wrangle the moths, that way we try to preserve them.
Tito/Orlon A./Talyra/Sachiko: Response
V. Saa: I’ll head to Ops and see if some of us can replicate some new containment units for both species, while also seeing if we’ve had any incoming complaints from other decks to map the spread. ::he grinned a little:: I’ll take lil hunter here into the jeffries with me to try and track some of the mice.
Tito/Orlon A./Talyra/Sachiko: Response
Now this he could get behind. Sure, it was a little extra work, but it meant nothing had to die in the process to contain them. The kitten really was going to earn her keep on board the ship for the next bit.
V. Saa: I’ll get right on it Chief, which… uh welcome aboard, sorry this is one of your first days. ::He looks to the food:: You also might wanna get some scans of that food and sent it to DTI or Division 14. Something about it isn’t right, and who knows what it did to the mice.
With that, the Betazoid turned to make his exit from the room as quickly as possible. Maybe the new guy, Roe, would want to go on an excursion into the Jeffries. Doubtful, but he’d still make the effort to recruit some help.
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Lieutenant Velaan Saa
Operations Officer