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[Sickbay]: Round One scans and vaccines

[ Captain's Log: a Meeting with the Senior Staff. Wherein Picard discusses what to do with their new, er. "Guests." ]

As you enter sickbay tonight, escorted there by Lieutenant Worf and his security detail, you may notice it isn't all that unusual. There are no terrifying devices or humming machines you could see in a sci-fi thriller. The biobeds along the walls are equipped with biofunction monitors, but look fairly standard. Instead of silver trays filled with metal tools and sawblades, there are an array of small devices that look as harmless as cell phones. As for Chief Medical Officer Crusher herself, she's well-groomed and kindly, wearing her teal uniform and a blue coat. No masks, no rubber gloves. The most dangerous thing about her is that maternal look in her eyes; the one that scolds you for not doing your homework, or leaving your dirty dishes in your room.

The crew makes no promises for Dr. McCoy, on the other hand. He isn't one of ours. You should probably watch your neck.

"All right, don't be shy," Dr. Crusher calls out as you enter. "Come in and sit down. It's just a scan and maybe a hypospray, nothing to worry about."

Probably.

[ooc: This is an open log for everybody. Tagging isn't mandatory, but going to sickbay is. So if you'd prefer to skip threading with one of our doctors, you can handwave that your character got a clean bill of health and a shot and were sent on their merry way. For those who are tagging, we have Bones McCoy and Beverly Crusher (NPC) on deck, so if you'd prefer one over the other just specify it in your tag. If you would like more details about sickbay, here's the wiki page. If you haven't made your OP yet, you can assume the doctors will want to see your character shortly after they arrive.]

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It wasn't often Trance was on the other side of the scanner. She wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Or what they would make of her. The last time she had been poked and prodded with medical instruments it had been the equivalent of torture and the scientist had been trying to figure out how to kill her. Spoiler: he couldn't. Andromeda hadn't been that scientific about her lack of vitals. She got shot. She died. She got better. Dylan had tried to give them the equivalent of a microchip but for some reason Trance's had never worked. Gee, wonder why.

So, it was with an ounce of trepidation that Trance entered the room and sat down. This would be interesting.

(OOC: Trance's medical records!)

Leonard's first patient. He attempted to be chipper as he approached, but god knew he was kind of nervous about the whole thing.

"Here, have a seat here."

He motioned towards an open biobed. Once she was seated, he gave her a once over. Human appearance - nothing out of the ordinary by first glance. Good. Maybe this would go over well enough.

"You been through a medical exam before?"

He thought it was a worth while question as he pulled out a medical scanner and brushed it a few inches above her face. It would take a few seconds to respond, so she had some time to say something before the readings would kick back.

Sorry Bones, Trance looked kinda human, in a not sort of way. Her skin glittered with various shades of gold and yellow, her ears were oddly pointed and curled and she used to have a tail. But that was back when she was purple.

"Kind of. I'm usually the one doing the scanning." Trance tried to divert his attention a bit, but it wouldn't work. The scanner would pick up....nothing and there would be questions.

"Do the readings go directly into the medical CPU? How are they stored and processed?"

"Yeah, and then the computer keeps records of..."

The scanner wasn't reading anything. He muttered something about stupid technology and then looked back at the woman. "Can you lay down for me? I'll have the biobed to the scanning. Damn scanner isn't working right."

Why on the first patient does all the equipment have to stop working?

Trance smiled oh so helpfully and moved so she could lay down on the biobed. "It's not working is it? What's it doing? Maybe I can help." Yup, that was Trance. She was a helper.

"I'm Trance. I was the medical officer on the Andromeda Ascendant. How about you? Your uniform is different than the others."

Leonard looked annoyed. "I don't know. It's not like the damn ones I'm use to, so god only knows what the hell is wrong with it."

Then he sighed and flipped on the biobed, looking down at her for a moment. "Leonard McCoy. You should have told Dr. Crusher that you were a medical officer earlier, she could have used the damn help." He looked annoyed at the other people, ignoring the readings of the bed for a moment. "This is a Starfleet ship, but I'm from 100 years in the-"

His eyes finally flicked to the biobed readings.

Silence.

Stunned silence.

Then.

Loudly.

"What the hell is this?!"

Trance outright giggled. He was so fun to play with. No one on the Andromeda had this wonderful a reaction. So, she looked at him, feigning concern.

"It's still not working? I don't have good luck with technology. I tried to fix the Eureka Maru's coffee maker once and shorted out the artificial gravity control. I don't think I did anything touched the biobed, though I suppose I could have just that much bad luck that I shorted it out just by touching it. Do you think? "

Trance bit part of her lip in girly innocence, and looked up at him, still lying still on the biobed.

Edited 2014-05-24 23:52 (UTC)

Beverly turned away from the scanner display she was focused on at the yell from McCoy--that was never a good thing to hear.

"Doctor McCoy!" she called back, all Maternal Voiced and Stern. "You better not have broken my equipment," she muttered, crossing the sickbay and coming over to the two. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Maybe it wasn't working to begin with."

Honestly, his first thing was to blame the anomaly, although when they put his information into the computer, the equipment seemed to work fine. What the hell was going on?

Hey, Leonard doesn't break anything, thank you very much. And he shoots Beverly a glare just for emphasis. "What's wrong is that your equipment is either not working, or making her read that her internal body temperature is 5,000 Kelvin and she has no goddamn vital signs."

"Oh," Did Trance suddenly look a little uncomfortable? No one had actually gotten far enough so quickly to read her internal temperature. "Your machine must be broken. No person can have an internal temperature of 5000 kelvin." She looked at Dr. Crusher. "Nice to meet you. I'm Trance Gemini, I was the medical officer on the Andromeda Ascendant. Before, well....this. Are you sure it's working? Have you tried it on yourself?"

"Everything in this sickbay was working to begin with," she says, looking back at Bones as she steps in front of the display to make sure for herself.

Well.

That was new. Beverly blinked, and looked over to the woman on the biobed. "I'm...Doctor Beverly Crusher, Chief Medical Officer aboard the Enterprise," she says a little distractedly. "Of course it's working, I..." She sighs. "Let's move you to another bed, just to be sure."

Well they're being quite friendly with each other, aren't they? Leonard rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, glaring at the readings. He hadn't done anything to the bed and this goddamn was busted. Clearly.

"Yeah, and hopefully this one works or else we're going to have to tell the captain that the equipment is shot."

And he did not want to be there for that meeting.

Trance let out something that might have been a giggle, or quite possibly a cough. She suddenly wasn't feeling very well, good thing she was in sick bay. Trance flung her legs off the biobed and stepped up, seating herself into another biobed as instructed and then lying down on it.

"Well if I can be of any help, I'd be more than happy to. We can work around the biobed!"

"Let's just see if that was a glitch first," Beverly said patiently, turning to the next bed to get it scanning Trance as well.

"...Doctor McCoy, could you come over here please." She knew her equipment was in perfect working order before all these people showed up. But these were not normal readings by a long shot. "Are you seeing these readings like I am?"

Leonard watches irritably as the bed flicks on and low and behold, the equipment is shit. But Beverly calls him aside.

"Stay here." It's meant for Trance.

He strolls over to Doctor Crusher's side. "You think I'd have sworn like that if I didn't?" He was asking this in a low whisper because god forbid people think they're incapable. Well... his outburst probably said that he was, but it didn't need to reflect on her. Look, he cares, okay? "What the hell is going on?"

She nodded oh so helpfully and waved. "I'll just be right here."

Trance twirled a piece of hair and pretended to look bored while she franticly though of a way to get out of this. Why wouldn't they just give up? And now they were talking in low voices in a more secluded area. This was going great. Couldn't they just accept it and move on? Leave it to scientists to try and dissect the universe. Perhaps literally. Well, chances are this was bound to happen when she got killed. Which would happen sooner or later. With all the analytical systems on this ship they would come up with more readings than Andromeda. She loved Andromeda, but her expertise was in blowing things up, not scientific analysis,

"Honestly I think something else is wrong here," she says. "My equipment is fine, but two readings of 5000 kelvin and no vitals? That's not a glitch," Beverly replies.

"Did you ask her if this is normal for her species?" she asks lowly, glancing back over at Trance.

Leonard rolled his eyes. "Why in the hell would no vital signs be normal for any species? And you heard her, she said that she'd never gotten a damn reading like that before."

He paused, glancing over at Trance for a second before looking back at Beverly. "The medical scanner didn't give me any feedback either. I thought the damn thing was broken, but if two of these biobeds are doing that, then maybe it is her." He paused again. "What if all these people read like that?"

Beverly just gave McCoy a dry, exasperated look for that. "If three separate devices are giving these readings she can't be too surprised by it," she says, sighing.

"I really hope they don't," she murmurs, fingertips resting between her brows. "We could ask her again?"

Leonard narrowed his eyes. "If she lied to us the first time, why the hell would she give us a straight answer this time?"

Now he shot Trance a glare and then one back at Beverly. "If she is, we could try and threaten her with a quarantine. I don't want to let anyone out of the damn sickbay that we don't know isn't a danger and if she's reading like that, there's no telling what the hell she is."

"If she's still not forthcoming it won't be a threat, I don't want to let her loose on the ship with a condition like that," Beverly answered. "Well. Let's give it a try."

She glanced back over at Trance, stepping back to the biobed on which she lay.

"Your scans are giving us some very strange information," she began. "You're not showing any vitals, but a core temperature of five thousand kelvin. Do you have any conditions that would explain those readings?"

Well how was she going to dance around this? That was rather direct.

"Um, well, it's not really a condition....or maybe it is a condition." Of existence. "I'm not going to hurt anyone, honest." Well, she probably wasnt going to hurt anyway, She'd try her best not to melt anyone and control her own core temperature.

"Do you have any theories...?" Trance had to ask. " I'll give you 20 questions. I'll answer yes or no." This was actually kind of fun. She hadn't had a chance to play like this in years. There wasn't that much chaos in this universe, well not as much as in her own, and when all of this dust settled she had no doubt things would go back to normal.

She'd enjoy the chaos while she could.

Edited 2014-05-25 02:18 (UTC)

Leonard walked over and glared at her. When she started full-out toying with them, Leonard glared harder, practically scowling.

"Yeah, I have a question for you. How the hell would you like it if we put you up in quarantine because we can't figure out what the hell you are and you're not cooperating with us?"

Straight to the point, isn't he?

"Doctor McCoy," Beverly chides.

But he does have a point.

"If you won't explain to us why we're getting these readings then we may have to detain you for the safety of everyone aboard this ship," she continues.

Trance sighed. That hadn't taken them a lot of time at all. Putting a hand on the biobed, she pushed herself up, and walked a few steps away to give herself room.

"You might want to shield your eyes. I don't want to hurt you."

She tilted her head down, closed her eyes and her glamor faded away into that of an orange dwarf star--a miniature one at that. She expanded, being careful to control her own heat and not melt anyone--or anything.

"I am the avatar of the Tarn Vedran sun. A star. " She didn't want trouble, but she as curious just how they intended to detain her.

Bones(and Bev when Bones freaks out)

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this will be a thing of such beauty

I'm so excited omg!

Re: I'm so excited omg!

Me too!

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TROLL! SHES SUCH A TROLL!

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whoops, misfire!

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The world literally turns around her :)