Engineering Burn

Posted on Thu Aug 1st, 2024 @ 12:12am by Commander Samantha Howard & Ensign Torog Zakhov

Mission: The Andromeda Strain
Location: Deck 7. Main Sickbay
Timeline: Back Post

::ON::

Torog came stumbling into the sickbay. Torog had been re-calibrating the gravimetric field displacement manifold but in doing so had over loaded a capacitor which had promptly exploded in his face. Exploding was perhaps an exaggeration, more like sparked, it certainly had left a couple of small cuts on his forehead and he felt like his face had been in the sun for way too long. Torog had done what he could to his small cuts as best he could from the medic pack out of the nearby trauma locker but he reckoned he had done a pretty bad job on it. So he headed up to the sickbay. On his way, he felt himself getting a bit dizzy and he had to stop several times, as he walked into the sickbay Torog had another dizzy spell and had to hold onto the door frame frame as he crossed the threshold into the medical facility.

Dr Samarha Howard was working in her office finishing some reports when the doors of sickbay opened. The positioning of her working space gave her a good view and often an early diagnosis for whoever or whatever was walking, falling or crawling through the doors.

She noticed the doors open and glanced upwards, seeing one of the Washington's new officers leaning heavily against the door frame. One of the nurses beat her there and the medical tricorder that lived in her coat pocket was out and scanning as soon as she was in proximity.

"Biobed one" she announced to the nurse as they guided the Engineer towards the main biobed. "What's your name Ensign? Can you tell me what happened?"

"Ensign Torog Zakhov Ma'am" responded the Tellarite in his usual gruff but polite manner. "It would seem i burnt some of my face off." His usual brownish skin was red and sore in parts and his hairy face hair was singed and tuffed black in places.

"That I can see Ensign" Sam replied with a wry smile, picking up a hypospray and injecting him in the neck. "This is a milk analgesic so I can repair the damage without discomfort. What I meant what were you doing to have your face burnt? Eps Conduit? Argument with a toaster?"

"Calibrating the gravimetric field displacement manifold" responded the Tellarite cocking his neck to one side as he was injected with the Hypospray. "Whose milk?" he asked rubbing the his neck a little

"It's mild like milk" Sam replied as she began working on the burns, using the dermal regenerator with the deeper tissue damage before dialing the device down a notch to prevent scarring on the surface. "So you're new here, where we're you posted before here?" She asked as she worked.

The conversation was pleasant as the treatment was concluded and Sam released Torog back to duty.