Analysis

Posted on Wed Sep 2nd, 2020 @ 10:30am by Captain Shran dh'Klar & Lieutenant Commander Deanna Celes & Lieutenant Commander Estella Stratton

Mission: Tal Shiar

As they ran away from the impending explosion, Celes had to make a judgement call. It was against mission protocol, but in this instance she felt it necessary. She hit her communicator, =^= Captain, Lt Jones should be transported up immediately. He has vital data that needs to be secured and I think the medical staff should give him a once over. =^=

Shran was surprised to hear from Celes so suddenly. He knew she wouldn't breach orders or risk her team unless this was something vital though. =^= Understood. =^=

Shran looked at Estella, "Transport Lt Jones directly to sickbay, full quarantine protocol for radiation, chemical, and biological contamination. EMH only inside that field until it is determined he is safe and no danger to anyone else."

The counselor's brow arched.Vital Data? Good God, what had they gotten into? It had to be something serious for Celes to take such actions. Fingers working rapidly at the console, Estella didn't look up from her newly appointed station. "Engaging transport and full quarantine protocol."

Sickbay

Grayson materialized in sickbay, a look of apprehension on his face. He saw the rest of sickbay, a couple of nurses and what looked to be a pair of doctors, one Trill and one human. The human doctor began to walk toward him a moment later he watched as the doctor walked through a forcefield. "Your the EMH" he stated matter of factly.

"Very good lieutenant" replied the EMH as it opened a tricorder and began taking readings. "You may lie down if you wish. In fact, I think it would be best if you do."

Grayson looked at the EMH, "Is something wrong?"

"You have been irradiated lieutenant. Were you near some sort of warp reactor or other such power device?"

"Yes" he replied, his voice suddenly shaky. "The power reactors in the temporal lab on the Romulan base. They use massive amounts of power for the temporal equipment. You can fix whatever is wrong, right?"

The EMH continued to scan him in silence for another minute before closing the tricorder. "I can treat you lieutenant, but you will need prolonged medical treatment best given at a starbase. I can begin treatment and make you comfortable until we can get you to the starbase for that treatment." The EMH walked over to the table and set up a hypospray. Returning, "I'm going to give you a sedative which will put you to sleep. You'll remain asleep for a few hours at least while I treat you."

"Alright doc. But um, will you make sure the captain gets the data from my tricorder. It has all the information Lt Celes and I gathered in the temporal lab."

"Not a problem lieutenant. Now just lie back" replied the EMH as it injected Grayson Jones with the hypospray, putting him into a deep sleep.