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(21:36:15) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:36:16) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:36:16) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:36:53) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Doctor Acacia peels off her gloves, throwing them into the replicator to be deleted. She looks up as a nurse scurries up to tell her Tailor has requested her. With a heavy cringe she replicates a new pair of gloves, and begins washing them. ::
(21:37:08) CaptHarper: :: in sickbay, unconscious ::
(21:37:41) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is busy scrubbing in while captain is prepped for surgery::
(21:37:57) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: ... ::
(21:37:58) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: paces the Bridge center ::
(21:38:40) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: keeps an eye on the sensors, looking for any sign that the Xovul ship has returned ::
(21:39:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: although her heart is still in sickbay, her brain has realized that her place is serving as the second officer of this ship, and Kuari needs her now. She thinks this repeatedly as she rides the TL up to the Bridge, and shakes her head to clear it as the doors swish open, then steps out :: XO: Your orders, Commander?
(21:40:07) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: stirs slightly before settling down again, still unconscious due to the drugs ::
(21:40:56) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Is standing, hovering over his console; his head and eye twitching with the constant contact with Nəme.::
(21:41:19) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: is already at her console, waiting for orders ::
(21:42:01) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: enters the Captain's surgical suite, looking closely at the scans displaying on the screen on the wall. Her face definitely betrays her worry. ::
(21:43:16) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Jaw broken in two places, edema of right hemisphere of the brain, some clotting near the impact site. We're going to clear up the clots and repair the blood vessels, and her jawbone will need to be set. Two teeth broken, regenerating those will be second priority post-surgery after she's stable.
(21:44:31) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: breathes out slowly, shaking her head. She looks at Tailor, expression steely, and gives a firm nod. :: CMO: Got it.
(21:44:35) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::pointing out the jaw fractures and the clotting and edema, and also which blood vessels need repair with the protoplaser::
(21:45:03) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stops pacing, looks at the main viewer and mutters something in a low voice ::
(21:45:04) CaptHarper: :: is having an interesting dream, at least, about killing a dragon in the game she used to play with Dr. Carre ::
(21:45:52) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: begins inputting math into the panel on the side of the surgical table, looking at a scan to her left. An arm of the table comes up, firing a white beam of light at the Captain's head in several places :: CMO: Targetting clots..
(21:46:04) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: tilts head and scrunches eyebrows at Kuari's muttering ::
(21:48:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods to Acacia, focusing on the broken jaw:: MED: Excellent. Setting breaks now. ::brings up the three dimensional scan of the captain's jaw and adjusts the bones bit by bit with an osteotractor until they are perfectly aligned, then runs the regenerator over it to fuse the bones together::
(21:48:32) CaptHarper: :: get fused, and her mind processes that as getting a timely heal in the game ::
(21:48:48) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Mutters to himself, his finger's tapping on the air.:: Self: Yes... yes.... no... I do not know... perhaps... ::Rubs his temple.::
(21:48:56) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: glances at the XO and second officer out of the corner of his eyes ::
(21:49:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hesitates, unsure how this is supposed to work ::
(21:49:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: twitch ::
(21:49:21) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks over at Ilaihr :: ENG: What is it?
(21:49:23) CSO_Cdr_Wright: XO: I'm sorry, can you repeat that, Commander?
(21:49:38) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks to Wright as she enters, then to T'Lira :: TAC: Use whatever data we have on the Xovul ship and be ready to give a report on our best defense against it.
(21:50:33) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: switches to a different scan image, imputting more math as she uses the scans to reference :: CMO: Clots dissolving and blood flow is improving, we're at 15%. Targetting excess cerebral fluid... computer wants to reduce by 3.7%.
(21:50:47) XO_Cdr_Kuari: SCI: Keep watch on long range sensors for that ship. They probably won't return today, but we don't know.
(21:50:53) CaptHarper: :: starts more vigorously stabbing the dragon's haunch ::
(21:51:31) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: now looks back to Wright :: CSO: Commander, you have the Bridge. I have a communication to make.
(21:51:37) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: nods and turns back towards console, looking down at the long range sensors ::
(21:51:47) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: inclines her head in acknowledgement and gets to work pulling all the data they have so far, looking for anything that might be considered a weakness that could be exploited ::
(21:51:58) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: I can hear them.
(21:52:14) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watches Kuari give orders to other people and stands there, not sure what to do, until she gets and order :: XO: Aye, Sir. :: not at all nervous about this ::
(21:52:29) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: turns back around :: ENG: Who can you hear?
(21:53:11) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::hums as she works, keeping an eye on the Captain's vitals and readouts:: MED: Very good.
(21:53:38) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods to Wright, with perhaps a barely noticeable quirk of the corner of her mouth in support, then turns and trots purposefully into the ready room ::
(21:53:40) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: grunts, recognizes the ceiling of Sickbay and begins feeling around his body. Realizing all he feels is the gut punch of a phaser set to very high stun, he takes another moment before wiggling his fingers and toes, rotating his shoulders, and a moment later is on his feet. He looks around and sees Captain Harper in her present condition, out cold, and quickly gains a perfect memory of everything that led up to his stun, ::
(21:53:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: All of them... Nəme and his people... they are... ::Sits down in his seat.:: Angry... incensed at the blood spilled upon their world.
(21:54:45) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: exhales a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, switching to the screen to control the medical transporter :: CMO: We're going with recommendation.." ::the machine whirrs, a blue light fizzles near the captain's tample, and a vial next to the table ominously fills with cerebrospinal fluid :: CMO: Fluid reduction appears successful. Swell
(21:54:45) MED_LtJG_Acacia: ing is responding, but within parameters.
(21:55:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: steps up to the center seat, giving Kuari what she hopes is a confident look in response, and sits, immediately busying herself with looking at scan data on the console ::
(21:55:20) SCI_LtJG_Jude: ENG: Damn... Can't imagine...
(21:55:36) CaptHarper: :: her leather armor suddenly feels more comfortable, as if its pressure points have been relieved ::
(21:56:08) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: stirs awake herself, blinking heavily, and slowly spotting her CO :: CTO: S-Sir!
(21:56:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: So... many voices...
(21:56:41) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods to Acacia:: MED: Perfect. Ok, find the arterial tear and repair it.. just there. ::points it out on the three dimensional image, enlarging it with her fingers::
(21:56:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is behind the desk before the doors swish closed :: Computer establish a secure channel to Starfleet Headquarters, Admiral Blackthorne's office.
(21:57:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: One of the nurses in sick bay spots the marines rousing and scurries over, urging them both :: Nurse: It's alright, you're in sick bay. I need to do a few checks before we can let you get back to duty. How do you feel?
(21:57:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watching long-range sensors like a hawk, since Jude seems to be distracted ::
(21:58:07) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::continues to fuse the jaw with the osteoregenerator, and it's looking as good as new now::
(21:58:21) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: tries to helpfully offer :: CSO: Everything in the area is as normal as it can be, Commander.
(21:58:40) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: zooms in on the arterial tear, grabbing a magnifying arm to use with the surgical table. She cringes, then gasps. :: CMO: Doctor, look at this. :: She turns the screen, where a very thin sliver of bone, not visible from the top angle, is still stuck into the artery ::
(21:59:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: with exaggerated calm :: NAV: Thank you, Lieutenant.
(21:59:59) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: finally appears on the ready room terminal, late at night at his home ::
(22:00:35) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: frowns, knowing this isn't good when he sees Kuari on the other end instead of Harper :: XO: Commander, what's the matter?
(22:01:24) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: bends down slightly - that smarts - and he brings his hand up to his gut, realizing he'd like to get his hands on whatever he got shot with for Marine training, He goes upright again, and holding his solar plexus bends down again, further. Assessing himself as not actually injured, and since there is nothing he can do of use here, Wolfe decides to get cleared to return to duty, and looks around for a medical professional who
(22:01:24) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: can give him permission to leave, and spots Dr. Nolan :: Nolan: Doctor, besides a stun, is there anything wrong with me?
(22:02:45) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: glances at the nurse, before nodding :: Med: I'm feeling good, I swear.
(22:02:45) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: You'll need to remove it, but the artery must be closed at the same time. Get the microforceps. ::is done with the jaw, grabbing a protoplaser to close the artery immediately after the bone sliver is removed::
(22:02:45) CaptHarper: :: gets tail-whipped by the dragon and sent flying across the room, crashing into the wall ::
(22:03:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns back to his console as Atlantis keeps on orbiting ::
(22:03:46) CaptHarper: :: gets up and yells for a heal ::
(22:03:47) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: pulls her ears back in apologetic surprise, seeing Blackthorne is not in his office, and realizes she had not considered Earth time :: HQ1: Forgive me for the late call, Admiral. The Trondheim colony is in danger. I don't know how much you know, but we recently had first contact with the Xovul, and during the meeting, we were attacked. Harper and several others are in Sickbay. The Xovul have threatened to return and attack if we don't submit to their way of life.
(22:04:05) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Doctor Acacia grimaces, getting the microforceps. She triple checks that it's targeted properly. :: CMO: Ready.
(22:04:20) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::hovers the protoplaser over the artery:: MED: Now.
(22:04:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: still looking down at long-range scanners, occasionally glancing up around the bridge as if to make sure everything is still as it's supposed to be ::
(22:04:46) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods to an assistant to suction out the excess blood::
(22:04:57) SCI_LtJG_Jude: ::has returned attention to sensor scans ::
(22:04:58) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Nurse1 stands up, stamping a foot in Wolfe's general direction, and insists :: CTO: Sit down and let me scan you, or I'm keeping you here all day.
(22:05:10) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: straightens his robe :: XO: Kate sent a report about these Xovul. I should have an intel report in the morning, but I'll get that sped up. How strong are their ships?
(22:05:39) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Doctor Acacia clamps the artery, a full three seconds passing before she exhales :: CMO:.. clamped.
(22:05:55) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: grumbles and slowly stands herself, pulling the monitors off of her, and standing to stretch her spine strongly, popping it heavily with a relaxed sigh, trying to loosen up her body ::
(22:06:44) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::and seals the artery with a protoplaser:: MED: Done. ::also exhales.::
(22:06:50) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gets the answers he needs from a nearby nurse, and leaves for the Bridge ::
(22:07:43) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sighs shakily :: CMO: Clot dissolution at 100%, by the way.
(22:08:03) CaptHarper: :: gets that heal and steps through the shadows back to the dragon's haunch, resumes stabbing ::
(22:08:17) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: straightens up a bit, giving reports coming second nature to her, but she's speaking to an Admiral :: HQ1: The Ykavosh's ship is comparable to Atlantis. We don't know how many they intend to bring back.
(22:08:44) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: frowns :: I'll get you some reinforcements out there, Kuari.
(22:08:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Well done. ::smiles::
(22:09:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: trying to keep herself from being anxious for a call from Sickbay by staying busy ::
(22:09:36) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods curtly :: HQ1: Expect a report on the details of our meeting in a few minutes.
(22:10:01) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: can't help but smile back, relieved :: CMO: On to the teeth?
(22:10:31) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: XO: I am less concerned with the report than I am the safety of Atlantis and the colonists. How are your injured?
(22:10:45) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: glances down to see her red shirt off, and reaches over to grab the folded fabric, sliding it on and heading out of the ICU unit, towards the sickbay exit, planning on heading up to the bridge ::
(22:11:55) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::checks the jaw swelling:: MED: We'll have to do it post-op. I'd like the jaw tissue to go back to normal first.
(22:13:06) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: nods, looking down at the Captain, then back at Tailor. She manages a small smile, somewhere between relieved and sick to her stomach. :: CMO: Thank goodness. Am I dismissed?
(22:14:18) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: We have to do post-op procedures, close her up and make sure she's stable first. Then you're dismissed.
(22:14:37) CaptHarper: :: gets the killing blow on the dragon and checks it for loot ::
(22:14:38) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Sits back in his seat as he continues to process everything.::
(22:14:58) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: steps off the Turbolift and takes over TAC1 from T'Lira. :: TAC: Thank you, Commander.
(22:15:45) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: bobs her head, not used to doing this part herself but not questioning it either. She idles back over to the Captain and orders the dermal regnerator from the nurse ::
(22:16:04) CaptHarper: :: fist pumps as she finds the dagger she'd been looking for, which causes her body to physically twitch ::
(22:16:07) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: cedes the position and takes up Tac2, continuing her work on identifying weaknesses in the Xovul ship, all without missing a beat. ::
(22:16:15) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: attempts to keep her expression neutral, but thinking about Harper's injury and the two Marines makes her ears and brow furrow :: HQ1: Harper's jaw was broken. There was... a lot of blood. Major Wolfe and Second Lieutenant Grey were shot and rendered unconscious. I don't recognize the class of energy weapons they have, or whether it was a stun or kill setting, but the Ykavosh said if we moved, we would die.
(22:16:22) XO_Cdr_Kuari: HQ1: I'm waiting to hear from Medical.
(22:16:24) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::looks on proudly. Acacia is turning out to be a damn fine doctor::
(22:17:23) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: lets out a long sigh, Atlantis's crew still being his people :: XO: I'm sorry, Commander. Do everything you can to ensure the safety of the colonists, and expect reinforcements very soon.
(22:17:47) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: carefully smooths the captain's hair down around the incision and re-pins it, minimizing how much hair the dermal regenerator would eat she as began carefully closing the wound ::
(22:18:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods curtly again and hangs up the call with Blackthorne, then stares off into space for a few minutes within the solace of the ready room ::
(22:18:46) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::lets out a breath after the surgery is done, and she's satisfied the captain's vitals are stable, then taps her badge:: *CSO*: Tailor here. The Captain's surgery was successful. She's going into recovery now.
(22:18:57) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: immediately dispatches orders to QSD-equipped ships that are even remotely close, and then wakes up the Admiral in charge of the new Starfleet Intelligence Agency that replaced Section 31 ::
(22:19:39) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at Tailor as she reports, gives another respectful nod, and finally goes to dispose of her gloves. ::
(22:19:46) CaptHarper: :: starts bothering other members of her party to enchant the dagger ::
(22:19:47) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: And doctor, You did excellent work. ::smiles:: You should be proud of yourself.
(22:20:51) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: pauses, looking back. She feels a strong urge to high-five, but this is definitely not the time. She smiles widely. :: CMO: You too, Doctor. Here's to Starfleet's finest, eh?
(22:21:34) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::Gives Acacia a grin:: MED: Let's get her back to recovery, shall we?
(22:22:19) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: nods to Tailor, grabbing the head of the Captain's bed and pushing it toward the recovery ward, gently of course. ::
(22:22:27) CaptHarper: :: as everyone forms up to take a group portrait with the dead dragon, the dream fades away ::
(22:23:51) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: crosses his home office to the bar that used to be in Atlantis's ready room and pours himself a scotch ::
(22:24:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: feels the need to return to the bridge and realizes her upper body is sprawled over the chair arms behind the desk in a quick attempt to put her face in front of the monitor. She backs up and jumps down before trotting out the door onto the bridge ::
(22:24:18) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::degloves and takes off her surgical scrubs, tossing them into the recycler. Another successful surgery::
(22:25:10) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CSO*: You can come to see her whenever you're ready. She should be waking shortly.
(22:25:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks over as Kuari returns to the bridge, and stands up :: XO: No change, sir. :: looks down at her communicator as the message from Dr. Tailor comes through ::
(22:25:46) HQ1_AdmBlackthorne: :: then returns to the computer terminal that's providing the room's only light and settles in for a long middle-of-the-night planning session, hoping this does not lead to full-scale war ::
(22:26:49) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: disposes of her scrubs, much to relief. Back in Starfleet blue, she sits next to the Captain's bed and waits. ::
(22:27:02) CaptHarper: :: her breathing starts to deepen ::
(22:27:33) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *CMO* Th-Thank you, Dr. Tailor. Thank you.
(22:28:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: first notices Wolfe standing at his station and beams at him, then looks to Wright as Tailor gives the good news over the bridge comm. If Wolfe was just stunned, then Grey would have been, too :: CSO: Everyone's going to recover, then? That's great news!
(22:28:29) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: exits the turbo-lift onto the bridge, sliding into her seat at her own console and tapping into the database, fingers poised for any sort of action, glancing at Wolfe ::
(22:28:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: smiles at Kuari, shakily at first, then more broadly :: XO: Yes! It is!
(22:29:17) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CSO*: You're welcome. We're just doing our jobs down here. ::smiles::
(22:30:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sees Grey enter the bridge and does a little four-legged hop in front of Wright out of happiness :: *CMO* Nice work, Doctor! I look forward to your report.
(22:31:07) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: smiles at Kuari's little hop, wincing at lingering soreness, before turning her attention back to her screen ::
(22:33:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::winces a little when Kuari mentions the word report. Never loved doing those.. but it comes with the job:: *XO*: You'll have it. And thank you.
(22:33:56) CaptHarper: :: floating up toward consciousness, it not being a harsh, painful thing anymore ::
(22:34:00) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Acacia, on the other hand, works on her report as she waits for the Captain to wake up because it calms her down. ::
(22:34:13) CSO_Cdr_Wright: XO: Permission to...?
(22:34:23) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: winces, hesitating ::
(22:34:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stares blankly at Wright, but only for a few seconds and nods :: CSO: Go see her.
(22:34:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CSO: I have the bridge.
(22:35:40) CSO_Cdr_Wright: XO: ... Thank you, Sir. I'll be right back. :: already moving guiltily toward the TL ::
(22:35:52) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is very much in her element doing surgeries. Reports. not so much::
(22:36:29) CaptHarper: :: her eyes flutter open and remain unfocused for a moment as she takes a deep slow breath ::
(22:36:38) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::goes to get started on it anyway while the details are fresh in her mind::
(22:36:57) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: guiltily rides the TL down to Sickbay ::
(22:37:01) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: goes over the scans they took of the Xovul ship. That thing is a hearty beast indeed ::
(22:37:29) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks over, but doesn't make any sudden movements. She slowly stands, waiting for Captain to process. :: CO: Captain Harper? You're in sick bay. It's alright.
(22:37:35) CaptHarper: :: whispers :: The damned dragon is dead... finally dropped my dagger...
(22:38:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: walks into Sickbay, looking around for Kate or anyone she knows who can point her to Kate ::
(22:38:27) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks to Wolfe at Tactical and smiles again :: CTO: Starfleet is sending reinforcements. I'm sure we'll get an update when to expect them, but keep watch for them.
(22:38:45) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: speaks to Wolfe loud enough for everyone to hear, and looks around at the crew ::
(22:39:14) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns to look at Kuari :: XO: Good to know, Commander.
(22:39:31) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::walks into the main ward from the ICU:: CSO: Lexy. ::smiles:: She's right through here, follow me.
(22:39:45) CaptHarper: :: blinks rapidly a few times as she finally realizes where she is and why, then raises a hand to feel at her face ::
(22:39:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: smiles gratefully and follows Dr. Tailor ::
(22:39:56) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks up as Tailor and Wright approach, stepping away :: CMO: Ah, just in time. She's stirring.
(22:40:06) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::leads Wright through to the recovery room::
(22:40:56) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks Kuari straight in the face :: XO: I look forward to the arrival of our allies. And I look forward to dealing with this declared, and dishonorable enemy. :: thinks about spitting on the ground and then rethinks since it's the Bridge ::
(22:41:33) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Good. ::looks to the captain, checking her readouts:: CO: How are you feeling?
(22:42:29) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: glances at the XO, nodding slowly, pressing hands into her eyes as her sight went fuzzy suddenly, before clearing again :: XO: Yes Commander.
(22:42:29) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sees Kate laying there, groggily but gingerly touching her previously-ruined jaw, and the remainder of the fear that she feels drained away, leaving only cold anger at the Xovul which she fights to suppress ::
(22:42:39) CaptHarper: :: still feeling at her face and turns to Tailor :: CMO: Wonderful, comparatively.
(22:44:44) CaptHarper: :: tries to lift her head up, seeing Lexy as she does, but finds herself woozy ::
(22:44:58) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::checks the painkiller drip, which is supposed to take over when the numbness of her jaw wears off:: CO: That's good. We spent some time realigning your jaw, and you may notice a couple of broken teeth still. We'll take care of those once the swelling goes down.
(22:45:33) CaptHarper: :: lays her head back down and turns to Lexy, smiling a hockey smile at her ::
(22:45:42) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: admires Wolfe's strength, knowing she can depend on him when she needs to, then turns to Grey at her answer and notices her motion, finding herself doubting that she should have been cleared for duty :: TAC2: Are you all right, Lieutenant?
(22:45:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Just relax, darling. :: steps forward and takes Kate's hand :: I can't stay, but I had to come check on you.
(22:46:34) CaptHarper: :: squeezes Lexy's hand :: CSO: Thank you for coming. How is the ship?
(22:47:15) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: nods to Tailor, slippng out and heading towards the bridge. ::
(22:47:18) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: No change. We're just waiting. Kuari made a call, but I got permission to come here before I heard what happened.
(22:47:32) CaptHarper: :: practices opening and closing her jaw, feeling it with hand as she does as if to verify that it works ::
(22:47:40) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::decides the captain is coherent enough after the concussion and makes a note in her chart:: CO: I'll leave you to it. I've got some reports to write.. Let me or Dr. Acacia know if you need anything.
(22:47:55) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is still thinking about getting a cuspidor to put on the floor next to his console for the next time he wants to make a comment about an enemy by spitting. ::
(22:47:56) CaptHarper: CMO: Thank you so much, doctor.
(22:48:12) TAC2_2LT_Grey: XO: Yes ma'am, just fine. :: stands to face Kuari :: XO: Just a few symptoms of concussion remaining, sensitivity to light, soreness, headche, etc, nothing else much to deal with, ma'am.
(22:48:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: You should get someone to take a holopic of you before they fix your teeth. :: grins ::
(22:48:59) CaptHarper: :: feels at her teeth with her fingers :: CSO: I... am glad that I cannot feel that. They must hurt.
(22:49:24) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: arrives on the bridge, heading for her usual station. She says, loud enough to be heard, :: All: The Captain is awake, and recovering.
(22:49:26) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::grins at the captain:: CO: Don't worry, they won't be that way for long. ::nods and heads out::
(22:49:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns to face Grey fully :: TAC2: If you need time to recover, you need not worry about your position being covered. Get some rest.
(22:50:14) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: takes a seat, sighs, and closes her eyes, taking a moment to relax. ::
(22:50:30) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: fights the urge to cheer at Acacia's news ::
(22:50:41) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles at Acacia :: MED: That's great news. When can I fill her in?
(22:51:00) CaptHarper: CSO: How are the others... I think I remember them shooting Wolfe and Grey?
(22:51:44) CaptHarper: :: her worried expression muted by the swelling ::
(22:51:48) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: bobs her head :: XO: You ought to wait for Wright to be done, but as soon as she is.
(22:51:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I saw them both on the bridge before I left.
(22:52:25) CaptHarper: :: sighs with relief ::
(22:52:43) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods in acknowledgement to Acacia and turns her head to once again regard Grey ::
(22:52:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: reluctantly :: CO: I should probably get back to help Kuari, but... I had to see you.
(22:53:38) CaptHarper: :: raises her hand to touch Lexy's cheek :: CSO: I am glad you were here to wake up to.
(22:53:42) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::goes back to her office after assigning a nurses rotation to the captain, and begins working on the reports from the surgery::
(22:54:00) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: slowly sits back down in her chair, pressing her hands against her eyes again as her head swam and blackness tinted the edges of her vision. She'd rested enough, she felt well enough to work... or maybe not? The next thing that came from her station was the faint thump of Grey's face making contact with her station, having blacked out yet again.::
(22:54:15) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: brushes Kate's hair away from her forehead and leans down to kiss it tenderly, then smiles :: CO: You rest. I'll help Kuari make sure everything is taken care of.
(22:54:41) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: stands up, grabbing her tricorder and scanning Grey, first over her recent surgery site ::
(22:54:51) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: literally jumps to Grey's station, her wings thrusting her forward :: TAC2: Grey!
(22:54:57) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: blinks when she hears the thump and turns, her focus on her injured crewmate ::
(22:55:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: hears the thud and looks up in time to see Grey slumping the rest of the way to the floor and jumps over, reaching her the same time as Kuari ::
(22:55:27) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: hears the thump and looks around, only to see Grey passed out. she jumps up, only yo see kuari and wolfe already there ::
(22:55:39) CaptHarper: CSO: Tell her to call Starfleet if she has not already. :: tries to raise her head, and manages it this time, meeting Lexy's eyes :: This could escalate dangerously.
(22:56:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods soberly :: CO: I know. :: squeezes her hand again :: I'll be on the bridge if you need me.
(22:57:09) CaptHarper: :: squeezes Lexy's hand back :: CSO: Go, love, I will be fine.
(22:57:58) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: flickers her eyes open slowly, pushing herself up from her station, rubbing her face with fingers that felt heavy, blinking blurrily :: All: W-W-What happened..?
(22:58:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: doesn't touch Grey as Acacia is already there, in more capable hands than hers ::
(22:58:25) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: looks back at the scene with Grey, concern on his face ::
(22:58:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: TAC2: It looks like we need to get you back to Sickbay.
(22:58:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: smiles at her and then departs, the anger in her heart slowly pulling the smile from her face as she heads back to the TL ::
(22:58:55) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at Grey, and the tricorder, and Grey. She closes it, and frowns :: TAC2: I'm reliving you of duty.Go take a nap.
(22:59:31) CaptHarper: :: lets her head settle back down onto the bed ::
(22:59:51) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::now that the captain and the others have been taken care of, begins angrily pondering what happened down on the surface. what the hell were those draconians thinking? How did they get away with this?::
(23:00:27) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: grumbles, but slowly stands, using the nearby station for support until she got straightened up. :: MED: Yes ma'am.
(23:00:32) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: backs away, happy Acacia thinks it's only sleep that's needed, then looks to Wolfe :: CTO: Are YOU okay?
(23:00:48) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:49) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:49) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM