Conversation with #ussatlantis at 10/5/2011 21:00:15 on VAdmBlackthorne@opus.il.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
(21:00:15) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: A day has passed since the biological attack was discovered. Those on the surface are getting worse with symptoms of skin lesions, headaches, and lack of motor control. Of course, the colonists are worse than our away team, but who's counting?
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(21:00:21) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:02:01) LtJorvanTav [Andy@52-29-34-887.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:02:32) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(21:02:42) LtJorvanTav: Good evening
(21:04:11) LtCmdrBusard [Mibbit@j-88-351-725-23.hsd6.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:04:45) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@20-991-27-559.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(21:05:00) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening!
(21:05:01) DrRoxanneCarre: Hellos
(21:05:08) LtCmdrBusard: Hoy all!
(21:05:15) LtJorvanTav: You'll have to forgive me if I am not highly interactive tonight. I am running on about three neurons this evening. Feeling quite sick, and the drugs they are giving me don't help the thought processes
(21:05:20) VAdmBlackthorne: :(
(21:05:37) LtJorvanTav: But I will do my best
(21:05:49) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@j-88-351-725-23.hsd6.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:06:15) LtCmdrBusard: Completely understand.
(21:06:45) LtJorvanTav: If you feel like knocking me out at some point, I won't complain. I can groan with the best of 'em
(21:07:11) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(21:07:18) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(21:08:31) LtCmdrBusard: So noted :-P
(21:08:44) LtJorvanTav: Unngh...
(21:08:51) VAdmBlackthorne: First thing: Congrats to McKnight and Busard on both their engagement and winning September's Log of the Month!
(21:08:51) LtJorvanTav: Errrrrrmph...
(21:08:58) DrRoxanneCarre: *knocks out Tav, just because she can*
(21:09:00) LtCmdrBusard: Woooo!
(21:09:01) ColDougMcKnight: Woo! Thanks!
(21:09:08) DrRoxanneCarre: Grats!
(21:09:15) LtCmdrBusard: Thank 'ee kindly.
(21:09:20) CdrHarper [Mibbit@ihmo-40-564-22-286.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(21:09:27) LtJorvanTav: :: wakes up from being knocked out :: Woohoo! :: falls back to the ground ::
(21:09:41) VAdmBlackthorne: Secondly, let's get started, shall we?
(21:09:47) LtCmdrBusard: Whuh oh. I think Tav needs the helmet.
(21:09:49) LtCmdrBusard: Also, yes.
(21:10:00) LtJorvanTav: Soon as T'Kirr gets back from making drinks for the evening.
(21:12:25) ColDougMcKnight: I'll have a White Russian!
(21:13:53) DrRoxanneCarre: I just let the dog out and there's a HUGE ugly cloud with some rotation just behind my house. O.O
(21:14:21) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEET :: Attention!
(21:14:31) LtJorvanTav: :: AA, very limply... weakly... sluggishly ::
(21:15:05) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(21:15:16) LtCmdrBusard: ::AA::
(21:15:41) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(21:16:16) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: A dead man has been discovered who died of poisoning, and the Sharks are flying over spraying antiviral agents to cleanse the air. A day has passed since the biological attack was discovered. Those on the surface are getting worse with symptoms of skin lesions, headaches, and lack of motor control.
(21:16:28) VAdmBlackthorne: (Yes part of that is the same but we're resuming right after last sim.) Questions?
(21:17:27) CdrTKirr: (Yikes Carre...)
(21:17:28) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:30) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:31) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:18:22) DrRoxanneCarre: (Tav I think you might have had a hole in your suit. Too bad for you...)
(21:18:38) VAdmBlackthorne: :: after the comm cuts with T'Kirr, he just sits on the desk a moment to catch a breath, still exhausted ::
(21:18:59) CdrTKirr: :: stumbles while moving from one patient bed to another and sends a medical instrument clattering noisily to the floor ::
(21:19:19) CdrHarper: :: breaks atmo and levels off on approach to the target area :: +Sharks+ Sharks, Firefly, form up for pass one.
(21:19:32) LtCmdrBusard: :: Presses the doorbell chime to ready room::
(21:19:42) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> :: nearby, manages to pick the instrument up and hand it to her ::
(21:20:04) VAdmBlackthorne: :: downs the remainder of the scotch from last sim and puts the glass away :: Come in.
(21:20:30) VAdmBlackthorne: (Still in the Flag OFfice right now, haven't moved the liquor!)
(21:20:34) CdrTKirr: :: stands a minute with her eyes closed, recollecting herself, then takes the instrument :: Thank you.
(21:21:01) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Hang in there, Commander. We're not exactly deaders yet.
(21:21:37) DrRoxanneCarre: Right, so...on with the replication then. :: busy's herself setting things up for replication ::
(21:21:53) VAdmBlackthorne: :: manages to put on a quick look of Admiraliality ::
(21:21:55) LtCmdrBusard: (Oh, right. Sorry!) :: Enters, holding a tray with a couple of tumblers and a bottle on it. She notes the scotch from last sim, then looks to her tray:: ...I figured you could use a drink, too. Guess I was right.
(21:22:42) CdrTKirr: (Let's give it its own abbreviation, TSFLS)
(21:23:04) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at the tray and up at Percy, deadpan for a moment, then cracks a grin ::
(21:23:15) CdrTKirr: No.
(21:25:00) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> I believe I have discovered how this man was killed.
(21:25:10) LtJorvanTav: :: makes some adjustments to the mixture of the antivenom in the overall serum mixture and prepares to apply it to the next viral subsample ::
(21:25:31) ColDougMcKnight: :: For his part, though it's a continuing struggle not to slug the nearest idiot to look at him funny, McKnight at least has his helmet hiding the scowl again...not to mention the splotches. In short, he's still able to LOOK like a badass marine. And he's moving with purpose, not knowing how much longer he'll be functional.::.
(21:25:53) CdrTKirr: :: sets the instrument down as carefully as she can once she reaches her destination :: Go on.
(21:26:00) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs an urgent message to her people on the surface to PUSH fluids to the max in anyone complaining of symptoms ::
(21:26:13) LtCmdrBusard: :: Offers a little smile, clear as it is that she can't put much feeling behind it, in return:: Do you mind, sir? I'm off-duty, and could use something better to do than feel helpless. Looks like all the engineering in the world does just about...nothing for a virus in the human body.
(21:27:07) VAdmBlackthorne: :: his smile disappears as he looks at her with bloodshot eyes, knowing :: No. No, I don't mind, not right now.
(21:27:23) ColDougMcKnight: :: Oh, and he's got two squads of marines marching behind him. :: Fan out. House by house, lab by lab, you know the idea. I want every damn weapon on this rock confiscated and secured at the main armory. If any of these dipshits want to lose their balls and attack whoever's closest, I hope they like sticks!
(21:27:57) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> There's a small circular scar on his stomach. It appears to be how a time-delayed capsule of the tree frog venom was implanted under his skin.
(21:28:04) LtCmdrBusard: :: Frowns, brows knitting themselves again:: I thought not. How is she?
(21:28:22) LtCmdrBusard: :: She places the tray down on the nearest available surface and sits::
(21:28:47) CdrTKirr: :: takes a moment to absorb the information :: So not with a weapon.
(21:29:08) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> No. And it was implanted before he arrived on Gencodia.
(21:29:56) VAdmBlackthorne: She is... :: hesitates a moment, since his mind is too exhausted to feel her presence :: as well as can be expected.
(21:30:02) CdrTKirr: So very time sensitive, and they appear to have not been concerned whether we found this information out or not.
(21:30:51) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Well, it was bloody well hidden, I must say. And the capsule left no trace.
(21:31:12) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Perhaps they expected us to not notice the scar, or mistake it for a lesion caused by the virus.
(21:31:33) CdrHarper: :: begins spraying as the Sharks cross over Atlantium ::
(21:31:44) VAdmBlackthorne: Have you talked to Doug?
(21:31:45) CdrTKirr: Perhaps. :: looks Tennant over critically, her voice softening :: How are you holding up?
(21:32:26) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Carre to Tav, any progress on the better venom neutralizer?
(21:32:34) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> It's a good thing the computer answers voice commands, I'm not exactly a grand pianist anymore. :: holds up a very shaky hand ;:
(21:32:48) LtJorvanTav: :: applies the serum to the viral sample, waving off a senation of lethargy as he watches the screen and the new interactions, coming along quite nicely ::
(21:33:27) CdrTKirr: :: turns from him to consult a console :: I didn't know you played.
(21:34:08) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Yes, and it was an ordeal getting a piano shipped out here, I assure you!
(21:34:54) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + It seems to be working better this time around, overcommmmming the venommm much better now.
(21:34:58) CdrTKirr: I imagine so.
(21:36:00) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Nifty, you're keeping good a running computer log of your steps right? Just in case we have to revisit it for some reason.
(21:36:08) ColDougMcKnight: :: Comes up to one of the houses on his route. He'd only got one marine as backup, which is less than he'd prefer and a sad indication of their continuously dwindling manpower, but still more than enough, given the one marine is one of the healthiest men on Gencodia. Moving to the door, he rings the chime twice. :: Marines! Open up, please!
(21:36:25) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Should we get through this, and we will - I'd be happy to play for you.
(21:36:47) LtCmdrBusard: :: She nods, tearing up a little and managing a little laugh at the same time:: He's...alright, for now. :: She laughed a little again, though it nearly came out as a sob:: Managed to give him a good reason to keep fighting it, but...apart from that, there's not much I can do. It's just...hell. You know.
(21:36:55) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Of course, Doctor. I can't immmagine why I wouldn't do that. I'll keep you updated as things progress, but in the mmmeantime, things are looking prommmising. Tav out.
(21:37:31) VAdmBlackthorne: :: uncorks the bottle and pours for them both :: Yeah, Percy. I know. Carre's close to figuring it out. We'll get them back.
(21:37:37) CdrTKirr: The piano is a fascinating instrument. :: meets his eyes :: I would be interested in listening.
(21:37:50) DrRoxanneCarre: :: wonders about Tav's new speech impediment but shakes it off :: + Tav + I'll check back soon, Carre out.
(21:37:56) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> :: grins :: Right, well then, if we want that to happen, we have work to do!
(21:38:18) LtJorvanTav: :: shakes his head, feeling a slight lightness in his head. Thinking nothing of it, Tav returns to his scans, and prepares the next samples, based on the work he's done so far ::
(21:38:59) CdrTKirr: :: nods and turns from the terminal, handing him a PADD :: The latest scans.
(21:39:15) LtCmdrBusard: I know. :: She takes the glass :: Hell, we better. I'd hate to be left a widow before even getting to the altar. I just hate all this waiting.
(21:39:51) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs a note to CC5TL to test 5 more well hydrated 'imminents' with the vaccine and transports the doses down ::
(21:40:07) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh, you two are engaged now? Congratulations! I'd better be invited to the wedding.
(21:40:56) CdrHarper: :: her improvised sprayer jams halfway across town, swears elaborately in Mandarian, has totally not been watching the Firefly marathon on Science ::
(21:41:22) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hooks up feeds from the surface to monitor the new subjects ::
(21:41:41) LtJorvanTav: :: transports the next sample from the now two vials of the virus mixture into the containment field. Tav makes a few adjustments to the antigen and imports it into the field. ::
(21:41:43) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> :: takes them and looks them over :: We're bloody close.
(21:42:03) LtCmdrBusard: Heh, one step at a time, sir. I just proposed. For all I know, Douglas wants to get hitched in a drive-thru.
(21:42:28) VAdmBlackthorne: :: manages a chuckle :: Or at home plate during the seventh-inning stretch.
(21:42:47) ColDougMcKnight: :: Sighs :: I can SEE you brainiac. Ducking behind the couch doesn't help. What WILL help you is getting your ass to this door and opening it before we have to force the door and make a real nuisance of ourselves. I hate reinforcing those vicious jarhead stereotypes.
(21:42:51) VAdmBlackthorne: :: takes a long sip of the drink ::
(21:43:14) CdrHarper: :: tries to force the thing open, but it's just stuck ::
(21:43:26) LtJorvanTav: :: watches with satisfaction as the results just keep getting better and better :: + Carre + Tav to Doctor Carre.
(21:43:41) DrRoxanneCarre: +Tav+ Carre here
(21:44:23) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Doctor, it seemmms that we are just a few aprons off of a final mixture that will take care of the venommm, along with everything else.
(21:44:37) LtCmdrBusard: :: Snickers :: Jesus, don't tell him that one. He might actually ask for it, and with my luck I'd get brained with the ball.
(21:44:42) VAdmBlackthorne: :: unconsciously fiddles with his own wedding band ::
(21:44:53) DrRoxanneCarre: +Tav+ Could you repeat that?
(21:45:25) LtCmdrBusard: :: Notes the fiddling, and takes a risk, resting a comforting hand on the Admiral's shoulder:: She'll be okay, sir. She's tough.
(21:45:31) ColDougMcKnight: Colonist> :: Rubs a hand over his face and takes a deep breath as he rises from his apparently useless hiding place. :: ...yeah. One second.
(21:46:00) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Uh, I am just a few adjustments off, and then we'll have a final bunny that we can use to cure the patients with minimal discomfort.
(21:46:42) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Bunnies? You arent authorized to work with bunnies!
(21:47:43) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Huh? What are you talking about? I don't do any animal testing. I was saying we'd have a mixture that would cure the patientsss with mmminimal dissscomfort.
(21:48:06) LtJorvanTav: :: feels his head beginning to spin in earnest now ::
(21:48:19) VAdmBlackthorne: :: puts a hand atop hers and gives it a reassuring squeeze :: Oh, don't I know it. So's Doug, and they'll be back to us soon. Thanks for the drink, I appreciate it.
(21:48:21) LtKuari: :: notes the cloud slowly falling from above in the Sharks' wake and comms her squad :: This is Kuari. We've been informed of the vaccine spray. Do what you can to inform those around you.
(21:48:49) CdrHarper: :: swears again in Chinese and rocks the Boudica back and forth violenty to try to unjam the sprayer ::
(21:48:51) DrRoxanneCarre: +Tav+ Have the computer run a check on your suit, you arent making much sense. I'm sending a contamination unit to check on you. RUN THE CHECK!
(21:50:24) CdrHarper: :: it works! :: What, that worked?!
(21:50:26) LtCmdrBusard: No problem, sir. And thanks for the talk. I really needed it.
(21:50:45) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDS an urgent note to CC team to check on Tav, includes notes on what hes working on and the danger to team members :: This is why I hate contagious crap.
(21:50:47) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Aaaaaaaye, elephant. Camera sensor transporters. Abandon ship the replicators of the Delta... :: slumps to the floor ::
(21:50:59) VAdmBlackthorne: So did I. :: downs the remainder of the liquid in glass ::
(21:51:24) VAdmBlackthorne: Kept me from moving my office so hurriedly, at least.
(21:51:33) ColDougMcKnight: :: Nods as the door opens a minute later to reveal a short, spotty man who, after nervously looking for something to do with his hands for a moment, crosses them over his chest to hide the shaking. ::
(21:51:50) CdrHarper: :: continues spraying in amazement ::
(21:51:55) CdrTKirr: ( Aww )
(21:52:27) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ Carre here.
(21:52:29) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks around at the mess in the office :: Looks like you could use a hand, there. As it happens, I have two.
(21:52:35) ColDougMcKnight: Colonist> Sorry. Everyone going nuts down here, I figured I should just keep my head down and wait for this shit to end, one way or another.
(21:52:53) VAdmBlackthorne: Sure, it'll keep us both busy while we wait. +Carre+ Yes, doctor?
(21:53:40) LtKuari: :: wonders if she should tell everyone to come outside and dance in the fog ::
(21:53:40) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ We might have a problem.
(21:54:02) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Go ahead...
(21:54:49) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ I've locked down decks 14 & 15 due to possible viral contamination.
(21:55:04) LtCmdrBusard: :: Percy makes the O.O face::
(21:55:30) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looking directly at Percy while he talks :: +Carre+ Extend the lock a deck above and below that, be SURE. How did this even happen?!
(21:55:34) ColDougMcKnight: Whatever, mister. It's your couch. We'll let you get back to your hiding, just as soon as we've rounded up any weapons you may have here.
(21:56:01) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ I should know more shortly. LtTav has started spouting nonsense. I've sent the contamination crew to evaluate.
(21:56:22) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Release the viral suppressant into the ship's atmosphere as well.
(21:56:25) CdrTKirr: (Maybe it's a Trill thing >_> )
(21:57:00) DrRoxanneCarre: :: extends the lockout to decks 13 and 16 :: +Blackthorne+ Will do. I've accessed his research logs and it appears hes done everything correctly.
(21:57:40) LtCmdrBusard: Oh, shit. SHIT.
(21:57:48) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Preserve those logs and all computer records as evidence.
(21:58:18) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ Aye sir. I'll report back when I know for sure. Carre out.
(21:58:34) LtCmdrBusard: :: Realizes that means main engineering is in the contamination lockout:: I...I better warn Quinn.
(21:58:44) ColDougMcKnight: Colonist> Are you listening, man? Everyone's going nuts. Taking this out on whoever they can get their hands on! I've got a right to protect myself when they decide to stop just going after uniforms!
(21:58:46) CdrTKirr: :: fights off a wave of dizziness, bracing herself against the sides of the terminal screen ::
(21:58:49) VAdmBlackthorne: :: pinches the bridge of his nose again, the headache flaring back up :: Bloody hell.
(21:58:50) LtCmdrBusard: Unless you would prefer to keep this quiet for the moment?
(21:59:54) ColDougMcKnight: You've got a right to protection, yes. Which is why you call the guys who are AUTHORIZED to carry phasers.
(22:00:23) VAdmBlackthorne: :: thinks a moment :: Keep it quiet. If there's a leak, we'll deal with it. But if there's not, no need to alarm anyone unnecessarily, we have enough problems.
(22:00:45) ColDougMcKnight: Colonist> What? All couple dozen of you guys? For the entire colony? You haven't exactly kept a lid on it so far!
(22:01:07) ColDougMcKnight: :: Grits his teeth, and starts holding up fingers, one after the other. ::
(22:01:12) LtCmdrBusard: :: Worries about her people, of course, but nods:: Yes, sir.
(22:01:25) DrRoxanneCarre: CC Team > +Carre+ Ma'am, we've entered the room and found no contamination. Just the antiviral and standard life support quantities. Lt. Tav is unconscious on the floor, hes mostly breathing but is an odd color, preparing him for transport to contamination control room three.
(22:01:27) VAdmBlackthorne: Random Drunk Guy Behind That House> YEEE HAW, IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AND I FEEL FINE!
(22:02:15) DrRoxanneCarre: +CC Team+ Watch out for elephants. Carre out.
(22:02:43) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw, go give that idiot a swift kick in the ass for me, please, then double time it back here.
(22:03:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> :: gives her a hypo :: That should help, for a little while at least.
(22:03:45) ColDougMcKnight: As I was saying, one. We've got a squad deployed by a transporter unit. Get on the comm and call for help, and someone will be along immediately. Maybe not a platooon, but help.
(22:03:47) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads to exam room :: Computer, level 10 containment field and flood the area with the antiviral agent, restrict access to medical security personnel level 5.
(22:04:20) LtKuari: :: patrolling Echo Base, encounters a man running in panic and gives chase ::
(22:04:25) ColDougMcKnight: Two, our birds are deploying an airborne vaccine as we speak. Won't help us, but it does mean we'll be able to start beaming down reinforcements soon. Security galore.
(22:04:46) ColDougMcKnight: Three, in the meantime, you've got a perfectly good lock on your door. By all means, use it.
(22:04:49) CdrHarper: :: flies right over as if on cue ::
(22:04:50) LtJorvanTav: (Are there any Trill on the planet?)
(22:04:58) VAdmBlackthorne: (Likely)
(22:05:08) DrRoxanneCarre: (nuuuu!)
(22:05:35) CdrTKirr: :: turns her head to thank him but wishes she didn't ::
(22:05:37) VAdmBlackthorne: RDGBTH> GOAN DIE, MIGHT AS WELL GIT SHITFACED ROIGHT!?
(22:05:53) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Takes a minute to kick in.
(22:06:11) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches Tav appear :: Computer, run a full diagnostic on Lt Tav's protective suit.
(22:06:12) VAdmBlackthorne: :: picks up a box :: Back to the waiting game.
(22:06:22) ColDougMcKnight: Four, a right to protect yourself doesn't mean jack crap without the ability to do so. And right now, you MIGHT manage by blind luck to write out your signature on the wall with a phaser, but that's about the best you can hope for.
(22:06:24) LtKuari: :: yells after the man at several different frequencies ::
(22:07:01) VAdmBlackthorne: RDGBTH> :: tosses away an empty fifth and cracks another :: WOOOOOOHOOOOO! glug glug
(22:07:26) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw> Right on, dude. Just go get blasted somewhere out of earshot. Please go now. The Colonel's not in the best mood. I'm not sure he appreciates that roughing you up is assault.
(22:07:39) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > There is a breech in Lt. Jorvan Tav's protective suit.
(22:07:41) CdrTKirr: Echo Base Panicked Guy> :: doesn't respond :: The sky is falling!
(22:07:45) DrRoxanneCarre: Well crap.
(22:07:59) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > Restate your command please.
(22:08:07) CdrTKirr: ( lol! )
(22:08:16) VAdmBlackthorne: RDGBTH> :: squints at Krenshaw :: All of you... all of you, how many are you? Colonel Sanders doesn't skeer meeeee, he's CHICKEN! :: carckles ::
(22:08:18) DrRoxanneCarre: :: rolls eyes ::
(22:08:23) LtJorvanTav: (Want me to try?)
(22:08:52) LtKuari: :: cuts off the man and flashes her wings :: Stop already!
(22:08:53) ColDougMcKnight: Five, arguments one through four are academic, because it's not a request. We're confiscating the weapons. Now help me out, or get out of my way.
(22:08:54) VAdmBlackthorne: RDGBTH> :: stil trying to make Krenshaw out in a cloud of what appears to be clones ::
(22:08:56) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pulls off Tav's head covering :: Lt can you hear me?
(22:09:04) LtCmdrBusard: (Brb)
(22:09:51) CdrTKirr: EBPG> :: skids to a stop :: What the?!
(22:10:04) LtJorvanTav: :: moans :: The fish in the diamond, with... Klingon cherries whipped around the Vulcan Science Institute...
(22:10:37) DrRoxanneCarre: :: checks the stats on the bio-bed as she knuckles Tav :: Thats right Klingon cherries. Were you eating them?
(22:10:42) LtKuari: I'm Second Lieutenant Kuari from Atlantis. The fogging is a vaccine for the virus to keep you safe! Stop running before you hurt yourself!
(22:10:51) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> :: shakily trying to prepare another hypospray and failing ::
(22:11:15) CdrHarper: :: comes back around with the Sharks for another pass ::
(22:11:16) DrRoxanneCarre: (knuckling is when they run their knuckle over your clavical bone, its annoying and it HURTS)
(22:11:16) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw> :: Sighs. :: Okay, then. Drunk and disorderly, littering...and I'm feeling vaguely uncomfortable around you. You look like an angry drunk.
(22:11:39) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw> :: Blasts the guy with his rifle, set to light stun, and leaves him to sleep it off. ::
(22:11:44) CdrTKirr: :: having given up on occupying her time while the computer works, notes Tennant's issue and takes them gently from his hands, her hands just a bit steadier ::
(22:11:47) LtJorvanTav: :: moans, not seeing or hearing anything in the room ::
(22:11:52) VAdmBlackthorne: RDGBTH> :: drops, spilling the bottle :: :(
(22:12:51) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw> :: Looks longingly down at the bottle. Sadly, his combat seal is still unbroken, and needs to stay that way. :: Sunova. And...we're double timing.
(22:13:07) VAdmBlackthorne: Tennant> Thank you. ::: watches her, and gently passes out in his chair ::
(22:13:40) DrRoxanneCarre: :: isnt seeing anything useful on the stats :: Hmm. :: takes a blood sample and has a full tox-panel run as well as an antigen assay ::
(22:14:25) LtJorvanTav: :: coughs up some dark blue liquid ::
(22:14:46) CdrTKirr: :: notices Tennant going still and looks at him properly, swallows as stress and biological factors have thinned her emotional restraints ::
(22:15:05) DrRoxanneCarre: Well isnt that attractive. :: takes a sample for analysis, wipes the rest off ::
(22:15:08) VAdmBlackthorne: Cleese> :: is also unconscious, but has been for a while now, on a biobed ::
(22:15:24) CdrTKirr: EBPG> :: is not so panicked anymore, except that he's looking at an armored, talking dragon ::
(22:15:33) VAdmBlackthorne: (Trippin BALLS)
(22:16:26) DrRoxanneCarre: +Lab+ Carre here, I need those results now!
(22:16:35) VAdmBlackthorne: :: carries a box of his stuff from the FO to the RR ::
(22:17:59) CdrHarper: :: widens the spray area with the Sharks, having doused Atlantium ::
(22:19:28) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL PADD> Patients are showing no signs of demise and minimal improvement, excluding violent shakes and vomiting.
(22:21:17) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks at her PADD note :: Oh sure now we're talking. :: glances at Tav :: Too bad you're the monkey wrench in the works.
(22:21:23) ColDougMcKnight: :: A few minutes later, McKnight and Krenshaw exit the house, which is immediately locked up behind them. Krenshaw carries an old phaser, enough models behind the current military standard to be available to civilians. One of those gigantic ones they used in the first season or two of TNG, specifically.:: God, I haven't seen a dust buster in years.
(22:21:43) ColDougMcKnight: Clunky sure was big back in the mid 60s.
(22:22:04) VAdmBlackthorne: (lol)
(22:22:20) VAdmBlackthorne: :: arrives back in the FO and starts packing up the bar ::
(22:22:51) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs :: Where is that lab report!
(22:23:13) LtCmdrBusard: (back)
(22:23:48) LtJorvanTav: :: coughs up more blue stuff, this a bit more solid than the last, and slips into a light coma ::
(22:24:48) DrRoxanneCarre: Shit shit SHIT! :: clean up Tav, hears the ding for incoming reports as shes cleaning :: Computer read results.
(22:24:51) ColDougMcKnight: :: McKnight himself carries a letter opener in the style of a medieval dagger. Not exactly battle ready, but still pointy enough to do some harm if the wielder gets stupid. As he moves to toss it into the growing pile of confiscated hardware, the dagger slips from his grasp as a tremor goes through his right hand. ::
(22:24:55) LtCmdrBusard: :: Helps Blackthorne pack up the bar::
(22:25:29) ColDougMcKnight: Shit. Came on a lot stronger than the last time.
(22:25:34) VAdmBlackthorne: :: as the bottles get lovingly wrapped up and boxes, he looks out of the corner of his eye at the cannon :: I think I'll need some anti-gravs for that one.
(22:26:05) CdrTKirr: EBPG> :: looks up at the sky :: It smells like ass.
(22:26:12) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looking at it, she concludes the same:: Yeah, sounds about right.
(22:26:13) VAdmBlackthorne: (Snrk)
(22:26:22) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > White blood count is normal.
(22:26:32) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > Red blood count is normal.
(22:26:48) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer only read results outside normal parameters.
(22:27:01) VAdmBlackthorne: Though if we put it on the bridge, next to my chair, I think it might help with diplomacy when we're on the comm and people see it.
(22:27:19) LtKuari: :: looks up, too :: I doubt it. And anyway, you had better not be complaining. Turn around and head back to base before I have to take you back myself.
(22:27:47) LtCmdrBusard: :: Snicker :: That's ONE method of diplomacy, sure. Klingons'd sure buy into it.
(22:27:53) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> Hemoglobin is 300 times normal.
(22:28:16) ColDougMcKnight: :: Manages to force his hands to cooperate just enough to open up his field pack. Fortunately, he's kept his last vial of muscle relaxant at the very top, anticipating just this problem. Getting the vial lined up with the suit's sealed hypo slot, however, proves more difficult.
(22:28:29) CdrTKirr: :: scans and hypos Tennant and looks around the room, taking it all in ::
(22:28:30) ColDougMcKnight: Krenshaw> Sir, here. Let me.
(22:28:33) CdrHarper: :: the Sharks form a larger and larger spiral out from the town, extending several kilos ::
(22:28:34) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> Red blood cell indices are below normal values.
(22:28:58) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer what is the antigen assay?
(22:29:16) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smirks :: Ah, there's no room for it anyway, into the ready room with it.
(22:29:16) ColDougMcKnight: :: Bites back the first few irritable responses that almost escape his mouth, and he stays silent for a moment. :: ...yeah. Thanks.
(22:29:27) CdrTKirr: EBPG> :: frowns at Kuari and turns back ::
(22:29:41) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hefts a box of bottles and carries it out ::
(22:31:22) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> p24 antigen assay is normal, high levels of serum antigens were found. Results non conclusive as to cause.
(22:31:56) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> Extrapolate as to cause of high level of antigens.
(22:32:14) DrRoxanneCarre: (errr no > in that msg)
(22:32:30) CdrHarper: :: with a dying hiss, the tanks go dry ::
(22:33:08) CdrTKirr: Trill Colonist> :: wanders into infirmary and hesitates when he sees all the people inside and thinks better of it ::
(22:33:18) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> Extrapolation is non conclusive, lack of information.
(22:33:59) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ That should do it. Return to base.
(22:34:20) CdrTKirr: :: notes the newcomer in the doorway and without putting down her PADD addresses him :: When and where did your symptoms start?
(22:34:49) DrRoxanneCarre: Shit :: thinks :: Computer, review any information in the database on serum antigens and trill life forms, list applicable references to this case.
(22:35:22) CdrTKirr: Trill Colonist> :: turns as if to leave but stops and braces himself against the doorway :: Fudge.
(22:36:34) CdrTKirr: :: puts the PADD down :: I need you to answer me so I can begin your treatment.
(22:36:51) CdrHarper: :: calls the Jets' CAG and turns over the CAP duties to them ::
(22:37:34) CdrTKirr: Trill Colonist> Fudge! :: looks upset :: Fudge and berries, on the left!
(22:37:53) CdrTKirr: :: blinks at him ::
(22:38:13) VAdmBlackthorne: :: returns and schlepps overs a box of glassware ::
(22:38:28) ColDougMcKnight: :: A minute after Krenshaw administers him the last dose of muscle relaxant, McKnight nods in satisfaction when his hand steadies. :: Well, that'll buy me a few more hours anyway, provided none of the other symptoms drop me.
(22:38:48) CdrTKirr: :: walks over unsteadily and scans the Trill's head ::
(22:38:56) ColDougMcKnight: +Syvek+ McKnight to Syvek. Come in please, Lieutenant.
(22:39:02) DrRoxanneCarre: PADDs a note to CC5TL "Approval to use serum vaccine on any imminent cases, EXCLUDING trills. This is on a need to use basis and patients must be highly hydrated. Report any species anomalies to vaccine. Repeat, not for use in trills." ::
(22:39:38) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: still down in the cave sealed up :: +McKnight+ Syvek here.
(22:39:49) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer> There are 42 references to serum antigens in trills.
(22:40:04) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ Carre here.
(22:40:24) VAdmBlackthorne: :: puts down the box in the ready room :: +Carre+ Go ahead.
(22:40:50) DrRoxanneCarre: :: reads through the list of references, marking them as she goes through them ::
(22:41:28) CdrTKirr: :: reads the results and, as the tricorder beeps alarmingly, she doesn't have to be a proper doctor to realize he's about to go unconscious and, slinging an arm over her shoulder leads him to a recently-vacated bed ::
(22:41:36) ColDougMcKnight: +Syvek+ Lieutenant, I want you to report to the comm center, where all of our current patrol assignments are being coordinated. In four hours at the most, I'll no longer be fit for duty. That leaves you the senior officer still on his feet, and I want you fully caught up on the situation by the time you take command.
(22:42:02) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ I've sent some vaccine to the surface to use on the worst cases. I've restricted use to non-trills until I find out whats wrong with Lt Tav.
(22:42:23) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: stoically ::: Yes, sir.
(22:42:54) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Any evidence of contamination aboard Atlantis?
(22:43:29) CdrTKirr: :: just about falls onto the bed with him, having dragged him the last half of the way and not being steady herself ::
(22:43:55) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ I've also required them to report any negative species reactions. There is no indication of any contamination onboard, however I am keeping the lockdown in effect for now.
(22:44:32) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Is this cure safe enough to give to our away team members?
(22:44:56) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: delegates the underground complex to Sgt Riley and beams out ::
(22:45:28) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ Yes, as long as they are NOT trill and of course Kuari is excepted. Its not going to keep them from getting sick but they're not going to die if they have it.
(22:45:46) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Do it.
(22:45:54) VAdmBlackthorne: (five minutes!)
(22:46:32) ColDougMcKnight: +Syvek+ Good, good. McKnight out.
(22:46:38) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ I'd suggest dispensing it on an as needed basis sir, I'd hate to have it make someone sick.
(22:46:43) CdrTKirr: :: puzzles at the symptoms :: This isn't a virus...
(22:47:09) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ They're already sick, doctor, and things are getting worse down there.
(22:47:31) DrRoxanneCarre: +Blackthorne+ Aye sir, I'll have it passed out then.
(22:47:41) CdrHarper: :: breaks atmo and homes in on Atlantis's assault bay ::
(22:47:57) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Keep me updated. Blackthorne out.
(22:48:13) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer scan the marked references and find the cause listed.
(22:48:37) VAdmBlackthorne: :: head back into the Flag Office, and after the doors shut, quietly tells Percy :: Carre's administering a vaccine to the away team members. It won't fully cure them, but it should keep them alive.
(22:49:02) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs orders for all away team members to receive the vaccine, excluding trills and Kuari ::
(22:49:25) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: appears at the comm center as ordered ::
(22:49:38) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ T'Kirr to Atlantis.
(22:50:12) LtCmdrBusard: :: Pauses for a second, taking a deep breath:: Good. Good. Although...there was mention of the vaccine being used as a preventative. Is that...is it confirmed that works?
(22:50:40) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods as T'Kirr calls, grateful to hear her voice since he still can't sense anything :: +T'Kirr+ Blackthorne here.
(22:50:46) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > The causality listed in the marked references is venom poisioning. One reference is unclear as to source, all other are covered by vipers and plantlife.
(22:51:09) DrRoxanneCarre: Gotcha!
(22:52:08) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ :: takes a deep, calming breath as she hears her voice shaking :: I don't know what this is, but I just had someone walk in with completely different symptoms. He walked in, was incoherent, then collapsed unconscious. Blood cell count is normal, so it doesn't appear to even be related to the virus.
(22:52:28) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Is he Trill?
(22:52:46) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ Takes a moment to process. Yes, why?
(22:52:50) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer, cross reference antivenin curatives specifically tolerated by trills and comparable to the antivenin we are using for the vaccine.
(22:52:51) CdrTKirr: :: ::
(22:53:30) VAdmBlackthorne: +TKirr+ The same thing happened to Lt. Tav in the lab. We have five decks on lockdown for fear of contamination, but it looks like there wasn't any.
(22:54:07) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer > Antivenin 248 is tolerated by trills and is comparable to the one used in the vaccine.
(22:54:15) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ What caused it?
(22:54:27) DrRoxanneCarre: :: dances with glee ::
(22:54:29) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Carre's not sure yet. Listen, a CC team will be by soon to administer a vaccine. It's not a cure, but will keep you alive and hopefully improve things a little.
(22:55:07) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ :: almost can't believe her ears and wonders why he waited for her to call him before telling her so :: For the virus?
(22:55:54) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Yes. I just found out myself from Dr. Carre. Hang in there - that's an order.
(22:56:03) LtJorvanTav: :: slips out of his coma for a moment, and not seeing what or whom he is actually seeing, carresses the face of one of the CC Team members, and falls back into his coma ::
(22:56:37) DrRoxanneCarre: :: copies the vaccine receipe to an unused replicator, replaces the antivenin with 248, colors it blue, and makes a smallish batch ::
(22:56:41) VAdmBlackthorne: (So I lied about that five minutes :V Wrap things up soon. )
(22:57:21) DrRoxanneCarre: :: fills a hypo with 248 and zaps Tav :: There ya go Lt, you'll be feeling better soon. Try not to puke on my new carpet okay?
(22:58:23) CdrTKirr: :: peers around at the infirmary and moves to Tennant's side :: You hang in there, too.
(22:58:33) CdrHarper: :: lands with a tired thump, as if even the Boudica was tired ::
(22:58:47) DrRoxanneCarre: +CC5TL+ Carre here. I've transported a batch of vaccine down that is specifically for Trills. If you have one you can try it on that would be great.
(22:59:22) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL> +Carre+ Is it useable on others?
(22:59:24) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Yes ma'am. Blackthorne out.
(22:59:46) LtKuari left the room.
(22:59:48) DrRoxanneCarre: +CC5TL+ Yes, but reserve it for any trills on the surface, the other will kill them.
(23:00:37) CdrHarper: :: shuts down and heads into the locker room ::
(23:00:47) ColDougMcKnight: :: Heading back out to resume his sweeps, the discarded and only mostly empty of hooch catches his eye. With a shrug, he removes the helmet for a moment to take a good long swig before going on his way. ::
(23:01:13) DrRoxanneCarre: +CC5TL+ I'm sending down vaccine as its replicated, dispense it immediately and require everyone to drink plenty of fluids.
(23:01:16) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:01:19) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:01:20) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:01:37) LtCmdrBusard: :: Le paused::
(23:01:38) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(23:01:57) LtJorvanTav: :: pauses ::
(23:01:58) DrRoxanneCarre: :: paused ::
(23:02:07) VAdmBlackthorne: Nice sim, and a ray of hope even at the end!
(23:02:43) ColDougMcKnight: Right...so what is the vaccine meant to do, then?
(23:03:03) DrRoxanneCarre: Keeps ya from dying!
(23:03:07) VAdmBlackthorne: I'll let the doc field that one, because apparently I'm confused too!
(23:03:34) CdrTKirr: Yeah he's sitting here with me and telling me and I'm still confused
(23:03:35) DrRoxanneCarre: See, theres two virus' combined with a venom. The virus opens the cell and the venom destroys it.
(23:03:41) ColDougMcKnight: I thought a vaccine just prevented you from catching something, is my main point of confusion. But this one does a little extra?
(23:04:17) DrRoxanneCarre: The vaccine takes care of the venom so if you have it your still going to get sick, but the venom wont kill you.
(23:04:20) LtJorvanTav: Vaccine prevents most people from catching the virus, but Trills don't like the vaccine
(23:04:33) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm told it also helps to stack three red pills on top of a red virus. That'll kill it.
(23:04:34) DrRoxanneCarre: Because trills are a pain. :p
(23:05:08) LtJorvanTav: I think you should write a song and sing it on Talent Night. I'll play the piano.
(23:05:10) DrRoxanneCarre: Its a genetically created virus, which is why its such a damn pain.
(23:05:26) CdrTKirr: Stupid secondary nervous systems
(23:05:35) DrRoxanneCarre: :: head explodes ::
(23:05:53) LtJorvanTav: :: grabs some duct tape to help the doctor ::
(23:05:55) VAdmBlackthorne: I think you should write up a summary and post it on the site. :)
(23:06:24) DrRoxanneCarre: ummm yeah....
(23:06:31) VAdmBlackthorne: C'monnnnnn
(23:08:00) DrRoxanneCarre: ;D
(23:08:27) DrRoxanneCarre: Okay I have to go take an aspirin now. All this medi-babble is exhausting. :p
(23:08:39) VAdmBlackthorne: Good job with it though. :)
(23:08:49) CdrTKirr: Yeah very good stuff. =)
(23:10:15) DrRoxanneCarre: If you cant follow it dont worry, sometimes *I* cant follow it.
(23:10:30) DrRoxanneCarre: Anyway, night everyone!
(23:10:34) VAdmBlackthorne: Night!
(23:10:49) DrRoxanneCarre: I hope you feel better Mr. T'Kirr.
(23:10:54) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(23:11:04) LtJorvanTav: Thank you very much. Me too
(23:11:13) LtJorvanTav: Good night
(23:11:27) CdrTKirr: Erm, that's confusing. o.0
(23:11:55) CdrTKirr left the room.
(23:11:58) CdrHarper left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(23:12:01) LtJorvanTav left the room.