Lt Skyfire, LtJG Alexander, LtJG Thoran, + Mark: Things Get Worse (Mindor, Porus, Cattan, Williams, DeVeau)

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Chythar Skyfire

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Jul 2, 2017, 7:50:36 PM7/2/17

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(( Briefing Room 1))

:: Again, Chythar cursed silently. He didn’t have any new information, and since he couldn’t enact the quarantine at the moment until he knew for sure what his boss was going to do, he typed out another reply. ::

//
To: Michael Goodwell
Cc: Dassa Alexander, Alora DeVeau
From: Dr. Skyfire
Re: Your Virus

Stand by. Science lab 4 is presently off-limits as well. More information will be made available once I have it.

//

:: As Chythar stood there waiting for Femi to respond to his request, he winced and felt his focus diminish. This time, it was because from reasons other than nausea, which accompanied the forming headache. He nearly dropped the device in his hand, forcing himself to stay alert. It took an extreme effort for him to avoid staring into space. ::

Skyfire: oO Oh no… Oo

Cattan / Williams / Mindor: ?

Skyfire: Let’s just do this. Transporter room, you said? Fine. :: He began typing out a message to Dassa and Alora, the tremors starting to make his life difficult. ::

((Science Lab 4, USS Za))

::Dassa’s brow furrowed as she work on the virus. They were making some headway at least. The sudden chirp of her badge caught her attention and she tapped it distractedly.::

Thoran: =/\=Thoran to Alexander.=/\=

Alexander: =/\=I’m rather busy.=/\=

Thoran: =/\=It’s important. Maddy...Maddy’s been bitten.=/\=

::Dassa gasped standing abruptly, her heart lurching in her chest. She slammed her eyes shut, willing this to be some sort of awful nightmare.::

Alexander: =/\=How bad?=/\=

Thoran: =/\=I’m in Sickbay with her right now. Her case--it’s more advanced than the others.=/\=

Mark: =/\= Her case is the most advanced I’ve seen, like she’s been infected for at least thirty hours. I predict twenty hours remain, based on her physiology and the instrument readings. She was brought in ten minutes ago. I have read all the documentation available. =/\=

::Dassa fought a sudden wave of nausea. ::

Alexander: =/\=We’ll try to pick things up on our end. Keep us updated as you can.=/\=

DeVeau: Response

Alexander: ::shakes her head:: This just keeps getting worse by the minute.

::A ping alerted her that she had a new message. She almost dreaded opening it.::

To: Dassa Alexander

CC: Alora DeVeau

From: Dr. Skyfire

Since the ship is effectively under quarantine, Williams wants me to take Mindor to the transporter room and screen bugs out via light thing. And worse...me too...

::Her eyes slammed closed. Damn Williams. Damn him to hell.::

(( Briefing Room 1 ))

:: Chythar clicked send and prayed nobody noticed how bad his hands were shaking. Hastily, he placed his hands in his pockets and led the professor and their security escort to the transporter room back the way they came. His human physiology, perhaps in combination with his gifts, meant that the symptoms were hitting him faster than they would hit a hybrid like Lael. However, now that the damage had been done, it took every ounce of mental discipline for him to stay focused on the problem. He also hoped Dassa would understand his message, due to the aphasia that seemed to be taking control of his words. ::

((Science Lab 4, USS Za))

Alexander: ::murmurs:: I should tell him about Maddy. She’s just as important to him as she is Lael and I after all.

DeVeau: Response

Alexander: ::smiles wanly:: Honorary Uncle Chythar.

::She started the message to Chythar, scarcely able to focus. There was only one way to do this. There wasn’t an easy way.::

To: Chythar Skyfire

CC: Alora DeVeau

From: Dassa Alexander

Maddy’s sick. Her case is far more advanced than any so far. Mark thinks she has about 20 hours.

(( Corridor, En Route to Transporter Room 2 ))

:: Chythar felt the device vibrate in his pocket. He didn’t want to open it. With a trembling hand, he retrieved his PADD and opened it, silently cursing in all his known languages. He didn’t want to reply, partially because he couldn’t find the words with which to do it. He was not in any state of mind to. ::

Mindor / Porus: ?

Skyfire: The sooner we can figure this out, the better. Let’s go.

:: He picked up the pace, closing the distance they still had to cross. ::

((Science Lab 4, USS Za))

::Dassa stared at the PADD for a few moments more before setting it aside, shaking her head.::

Alexander: ::murmurs:: He’s not answering. It may be for the best.

DeVeau: Response

Alexander: ::nods:: Let’s get to work.

DeVeau: Response

(( Transporter Room 2 ))

Mindor / Porus: ?

:: Chythar took up a position near the transporter console and began programming in the specifics for calibration of the biofilter as Mindor spoke. He needed this to work, for all their sakes. Alex, Lael, his own, and Maddie’s. His focus, or lack of focus, was shaky at best and it took him every ounce of will to keep it.

He was likely going to hate himself if he couldn't get this to work before his memory failed him and he forgot how to work this thing.

Skyfire: Almost got it…

Mindor / Porus: ?

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Lieutenant Chythar Skyfire, MD

Medical Officer

USS Za

O239002CS0

“Mark”

Emergency Medical Hologram Mk 4

USS Za

O239002CS0

PNPC Lieutenant Junior Grade Dassa Alexander, PD, PDS

Medical Officer

USS Za

I238110RH0

As simmed by Lael Rosek

PNPC Lieutenant Junior Grade Anjar Thoran

Engineering Officer

USS Za

I238110RH0

As simmed by Lael Rosek