Star Trek: A Call To Duty

USS Scimitar NCC-80826 - SD 11309.23

Starring:

Chris Esterhuyse		as	Ship Manager

			and	Kortan, miner

Einar Sigurðsson		as	[CO] Captain Jonathan Rome
				Commanding Officer

			and	Dr. William York, USS Francis Balfour

			and	[OPS] Grant

Andrew James		as	[aCO] Commander Thalev Idrani
				First Officer

Sophie Wakeling		as	[CTO] Ensign Joanne Feyna
				Chief Tactical Officer

Aoibhe Ní		as	[CMO] Lieutenant JG Caerys Lee
				Chief Medical Officer

James Greenman		as	[CIV] Rhodri "Griff" Griffiths
				Combat Operations (TIC)

Absent:

C.J. Short		as	[aXO] Lieutenant Sara Natalie Sumner
				Flight Control Officer, 2nd Officer

Mission Summary: The AXO has beamed back down to the surface to assist the miners and distribute the cure. Meanwhile on the Scimitar the Captain undergoes exploratory surgery. The USS Francis Balfour is arriving in system to assist with the mop-up operation and to take over treatment of the colony, her medical team led by the talented Mr. York.

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CTO Ens Feyna:
::Is standing by Griff, at the Engineering station on the bridge::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::Taps her comm badge:: *XO*: Doctor Lee to Commander.. Cap... ah... Commander Idrani?
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::stands at the Engineering station on the bridge, monitoring life support systems::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
CIV: Have we heard when Sumner and the last of the crew will be back aboard so we can set our antigen a'spraying?
  
Dr William York:
#::arrives on the Balfour's bridge as the ship drops out of warp at the edge of the system, skimming the reports from a...Lieutenant Sumner::
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::raises an eyebrow slightly and gives the CTO a smile:: CTO: That sounds vaguely crude, Sir. The Lieutenant is still planetside, no ETA. :;checks on the reports::
 
@ACTION: On the planet, more miners stir and respond to the AXO's repeated message, telling them to report to the messhall.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
CIV: I think you'll find that's a sign of your mind, not my words Chief.
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
CTO: A lot of people with minds in the gutter say the same thing, Sir. :;grins slightly::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::frowns at the roof, too tired for this kind of silent treatment:: Self: Fine... ::makes her way out of Sickbay:: Self: I'll just do this in person.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
*CMO*: Go ahead Doctor Lee.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Gives him an innocent, slightly haughty look, which is ruined for an instant with a flash of a wicked grin:: CIV: If that's what you want to believe...
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::comes to a halt in the hall:: *XO*: Commander... Update for you. Captain Rome is stable. We got the devise out of his head and he appears... ::spots two crewmembers walking her way down the corridor and ducks back into Sickbay and right into her office:: ...to be stable.
 
<OPS_Grant>
XO: Sir, we have the USS Francis Balfour on approach. ETA 7 minutes.
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::laughs softly, returning Feyna's grin before getting back to his console:: CTO: Regardless...antigen canisters are locked and ready for dispersal.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
OPS: Understood. ::not particularly looking forward to seeing an old colleague:: *CMO*: It was a device? What was it? ::shakes his head silently that the Doctor would omit this part of her report::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
CIV: No one can say we aren't prepared....I wonder what the holdup is on the surface
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::runs a quick scan from the TIC interface of the surface:: CTO: Nothing that I can see, I have the Lieutenant wandering through the complex.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
*XO*: It was a "something"... which we now know... ::speaks slowly::... is a device. ::pauses::... sir. I don't know what it is, yet. We damaged it on removal. I have my people on it.
 
ACTION: The AXO reports that her team is ready to beam up when replacements arrive.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::clenches his teeth through her impatient slow speech and wonders where the timid friendly Lee has gone, the one who asked his advice not so long ago:: *CMO*: Use whatever resources you need. Good work, keep it up.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Notices the report from Sumner:: CIV: And that answers our timeframe. Hopefully within 10 minutes, this place will be clean and mite free
 
ACTION: The USS Francis Balfour hails the Scimitar
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
*XO*: Yessir! Lee out. ::stares at her desk, trying to stop her head from spinning. The stress of operating blind of the CO's brain was... immense:: Self: Phew.
 
<OPS_Grant>
XO: They are hailing us, Captain.
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
CTO: Can't be soon enough. I've been scratching constantly since the Away Team beamed up. ::forces down the urge to start again::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
OPS: On Screen.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Nods at Griff: CIV: And I keep scanning myself, but I'm clean. it's mostly psychological. But it isn't fun.
 
<OPS_Grant>
XO: Yes sir. ::puts them onscreen::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::straightens and walks back out into Sickbay proper:: All: OK, the show is over, if you work here, get back to work. If you don't... get back to work somewhere else!
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::nods right back:: CTO: Not in the slightest. ::prepares the antigen for dispersal, hovering his finger over the button::
 
ACTION: William York appears on the screen
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
COM: York: Doctor York, I presume.
 
Dr William York:
#::grins:: COM: XO: I wish I could say it's a pleasure to see you again Commander, but I was quite content with my research post until someone called to report a mite infestation.
 
Dr William York:
#::looks to a report and back at the screen:: COM: XO: My teams are ready to take over down on the planet.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Glances down at the console, and the hovering digit:: CIV: Hope you've built up your muscle strength, you still have a minute or so to wait.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
All: Seriously, this isn't an arcade, people... I should have three nurses and three orderlies in here, and unless I'm drunk and seeing triple, which I am not- ::pauses, hearing an alarm from Recovery, forgets what she was saying and rushes in as Conway calls out::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
COM: York: No, I expected as much. But try as we 'mite'. we can't always avoid this sort of assignment. ::pauses:: Your teams are very welcome. My acting Executive Officer, Lieutenant Sumner, is on the surface and will be able to initially coordinate your teams.
 
Dr William York:
#::furrows his brow:: COM: XO: Where's your grumpy commanding officer anyway?
 
Dr William York:
#::motions for someone to transport his teams down::
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::smiles at the CTO as the message comes up from the surface:: CTO: It's all in the wrist. ::looks over at the Andorian:: XO: Sir, crews from the surface are confirming ready to beam back up.
 
ACTION: Replacement teams from the Balfour arrive planetside and take over the operation
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
Conway: Report! ::screeches to a halt at the CO's biobed, doesn't wait for an answer as she looks up at the screen crammed with all the CO's vitals, watching the little triangles slowly move from the right to the left::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
COM: York: He's in Sickbay. ::pauses:: Please, proceed with the beam down. CIV: Very well, begin beam up procedure, and send the Balfour the quarantine procedures you and Ensign Feyna devised.
 
<Conway>
CMO: Synaptic failure, higher functions dropping. ::picks up a cortical stabiliser and hands it to CMO with a worried look on his face::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Raises an eyebrow, and tucks some of her red hair behind her ear, deciding not to ask details on his exercise routine::
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::nods and begins locking onto and transporting the away team back to the ship through the quarantine buffer::
 
Dr William York:
#::nods, thinking the Andorian looks a paler shade of blue than usual:: XO: My teams are already in place. I will await your transmission. Balfour out.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::grabs the stabiliser and activates it, placing it over the site of the CO's trauma. Conway: 4 cc's tricordrazine, we need to stabilise him!
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::watches as the sceen returns to normal::
 
<Conway> 
::administers the neurostimulant:: CMO: No effect!
 
ACTION: The Away Team successfully beams back to the ship, mite free.
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::presses down on the antigen release button:: XO: Everyone is back on board, Sir, and the antigen has been released into the ship's environmental systems. We should see 100% dispersal in about 5 minutes.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
Conway: 2 cc's more.. ::looks up at the readings, seeing no improvement, actually, seeing the exact opposite:: CO: Oh, gods, stay with me, Captain... I'd just started to get over my fear of you, c'mon!
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
CIV: Thank you. I know you've been itching to release that antigen all day.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Hadn't realised until this point that she'd been tense, and breathing more shallowly than normal, but relaxes as she knows the antigen is in the atmosphere::
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::smiles down at the command circle:: XO: Literally, sir.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
XO: I think he's got the scratch marks to prove it Sir
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::uploads the quarantine procedure and formula for the antigen to the Balfour:: CTO: I take it you've inspected me thoroughly, Ensign?
 
<Conway>: 
CMO: 2 cc's... no effect. ::grabs a tricorder and scans the CO' scranium:: CMO: Did we miss something?
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Shrugs slightly:: CIV: I only said think....
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
CTO: Yes, maybe next time you won't be so enthusiastic to beat him to the turbolift. ::grins::
 
<OPS_Grant>
XO: Captain, reports from the away team have been routed to your terminal. Lieutenant Sumner reports she is following proper quarantine protocols and will join us when she and her team are cleared.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
OPS: Very good, Ensign Grant.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Grins back at Idrani:: XO: Not my fault he wasn't being a Gentleman Sir
 
CIV MCPO Griffiths:
::chuckles quietly, rolling his eyes:: CTO: I'm always a gentleman.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
Conway: Impedrazine, slow drip... I- no.. we didn't miss something, he was fine... ::blinks back the tears in her eyes as CO's neural activity drop even lower::
 
<OPS_Grant>
XO: And the Balfour reports that they have received the transmission from the Chief and are already implementing the changes to their transporter systems and biofilters. ::leaves out that their project leader also scolded them for letting him wait so long::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
OPS: Understood. It'll be nice when we get out of here. ::stands:: CTO: You have the bridge.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::watches the drip take effect, but to no avail... gapes at the CO's neural activity drop to nothing, the rest of his vitals settling at the lower side of normal:: Conway: What the hell just happened?
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::walks into the turbolift and orders it to the right deck::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Nods at Idrani, and moves forward to take the XO's chair, having established previously it's the more comfortable of the two::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::walks out of the turbolift and into Sickbay::
 
ACTION: The XO's chair's reclining option breaks and Feyna drops backwards.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::walks to the door everyone is crowded around:: MO_Sniffle: What's going on?
 
<OPS_Grant>
::stiffles a laugh and clears his throat:: CTO: The Balfour is hailing again.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::stands, staring at the readings, hands on the side of the biobed:: Conway: Options, c'mon.. we need options.
 
<MO_Rak> 
XO: Commander! I er... I'm not sure, sir. ::looks worriedly at the Recovery Room door.:: XO: Everything seemed to be fine...
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::turns from Doctor Sniffle to Rak:: MO: Captain Rome?
 
<Conway> 
::looks on distraught.:: CMO: There was no indication...
 
<MO_Rak> 
::nods wordlessly.:: XO: Doctor Lee just dashed in. She's still in there...

XO Cmdr Idrani:
All: Stand aside! ::moves to look into the windows as the nurses and doctors move aside and let him through::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::is standing by the CO's biobed, still as a statue, head bent::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::knuckles the window to get the CMOs attention::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Acknowledges OPS, and gestures for it to go up on screen::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::hears the knock and looks up, face is pale, eyes are wide. Pushes herself away from the biobed and forces herself to walk over to the door, opening it, letting the XO in. Best to have this conversation out of the glare of half the medical staff on board the ship:: Conway: Dean, you can leave us...
 
Dr William York:
#COM: CTO: Honestly, is there not a single command officer on duty?
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::orders the medical staff back to duty and steps inside the room, walking over to Rome::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::steps in the XO's way, her expression bleak:: XO: Commander... he's alive. In a manner of speaking. He's slipped into a coma.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Takes a moment before deciding how to handle this man:: COM:York: If you'd like, I could go get the second officer from her quarantine decontamination process, or I could try and wake up the Captain, who is currently fighting for his life in Sickbay? Or I could try and get hold of the XO, who is dealing with all the other current business on board the Scimitar. Or you can deal with me. ::Smiles sweetly::.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
CMO: You look like... like he's not going to make it.
 
Dr William York:
#::smiles:: COM: CTO: I didn't get your name.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
COM: York: That's because I didn't give it. You hailed us Doctor?
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::looks down, then back at the CO, lying inert on the biobed:: XO: He was recovering, doing fine, then his neural activity spiked, caused an overload in his motor cortex, and now... he has no higher brain functions, sir.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
CMO: So, he's just... a shell? His mind... is it in there? ::struggling to take this in and fathom it::
 
Dr William York:
#COM: CTO: I wanted to report that we are estimating that the colony will recover in less than a week.
 
Dr William York:
#::leans closer:: CTO: Can we offer our assistance in helping your Captain? Who is performing surgery?
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
COM: York: Thank you for the update. Will you require any additional resources or assistance from us? ::Allows a small smile to cross her face::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
XO: I can't be certain. ::feels her control slip, tries to think of something else to stop herself from breaking down. She takes a deep breath:: XO: We had no warning... ::steps aside, and allows XO have access to his Captain.:: XO: It just happened. He was doing well, and boom... everything fell apart. I'll get to the bottom of this, Commander...
 
Dr William York:
#::taps into the Scimitar's medical files::
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
XO: I swear. I'll figure it out. But I'll need to do it back a Starfleet Medical. We don't have the facilities here, we just don't, and I... I... ::sobs once:: I'm so sorry, sir.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
COM: York: I can pass on your offer to Dr Lee, if you would like Dr York
 
Dr William York:
COM: CTO: No, we're fine. However....I would ask permission to come aboard.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
::puts his arm around the Doctor for a moment, gives her a brief hug:: CMO: You're doing just fine. ::releases her:: *CTO*: Idrani to Feyna, get me York on the line, on the double.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Hears the comm:: COM:York: One moment Doctor ::Taps her badge:: *XO*: I have him on the viewscreen now, asking to come aboard
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::puts on a brave face, and goes in for a hug, finding it gone before she's lifted her arms all that far. Looks confused, steps back and tries to find something to do with her arms. Wipes a tear away and turns to the CO on the biobed::
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
COM: York: Doctor York, we have an emergency medical situation and don't have the facilities necessary for diagnosis and treatment.
 
Dr William York:
#COM: XO: We are at your disposal Commander.
 
CMO LtJG Lee:
::sniffs loudly in the background of the XO's comm::
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Tries to resist rolling her eyes at the loud sniffling coming over the comm::
 
Dr William York:
#::stands up and cuts the comm:: OPS: Contact their Sickbay, have the Captain transferred over here immediately.
 
XO Cmdr Idrani:
CMO: Prepare to transport the patient. You go too, Conway, anyone you need. I'll be joining you initially. COM: York: Thank you, we'll be over shortly.
 
Dr William York:
#::stops in his tracks:: OPS: Also, transport me over there. Now.
 
CTO Ens Feyna:
::Does actually roll her eyes at the abruptness of the viewscreen cut off:: Self: Have manners gone the same way as the dinosaur?
	
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