[Sickbay]: Round One scans and vaccines

[ten_fwd_npcs]

[ 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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"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."

[shut_up_dammit]

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.

[heartofasun]

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!"

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"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?"

[shut_up_dammit]

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?"

[heartofasun]

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,

whoops, misfire!

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"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.

[shut_up_dammit]

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?"

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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?"

[shut_up_dammit]

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."

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"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?"

[heartofasun]

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.

[shut_up_dammit]

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?

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"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.

The world literally turns around her :)

[heartofasun]

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.

LOL.

[shut_up_dammit]

Leonard shoots Beverly a softer glare. Maybe his attitude wasn't the best, but he wasn't going to be toyed with. Wouldn't stand for it.

When Trance got off the table, he watched her carefully, not sure what to expect. Then she started to glow. No, set fire like a damn sun. Leonard shielded his eyes with his hand, attempting to peek through the cracks, but he couldn't keep his eyes open for too long. Too damn bright.

He swore under his breath. "Would you quit that, you're going to scare the rest of the damn patients!"

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Beverly, on the other hand, just stares at Trance, eyes shielded by her labcoated arm, mouth just slightly parted.

"Oh my. A...a star," she repeats, because as many things as she's heard during her time in this sickbay that doesn't even come close to routine. "How...may I ask how you...exist like this?" she asks, at something of a loss for words.

[heartofasun]

Trance reforms, wrapping the glamour once more around herself. It may become obvious to those paying attention that Trance is a conglomeration of parts, random species she's viewed in the universe and smooshed together to better interact with them. So, while her body isn't real, the parts she's mimicking are. But, she does appear golden, shimmery, as if the random parts she's pulled together can't help but give a hint of who she really was.

"Every celestial body has its avatar; stars, moons, black holes. We are a part of our true selves, created so we can more easily walk among you." And influence events, but Trance didn't say that part out loud.

[shut_up_dammit]

When she returned back to a somewhat normal state, if you could call it that, Leonard looked at her again, black spots appearing in his vision. Those would pass in time. It was just like looking at a damn star. So her little explanation seemed to make sense for it.

"Why the hell didn't you tell us that before?"

Wow I am so sorry this took so long. ><

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Beverly thinks, clearly for all she's still stunned, that she'd very much like to never meet the avatar of a black hole. "This could endanger everyone on this ship if you lose the ability to control your...form," she says.

"Or am I wrong?"

Re: Wow I am so sorry this took so long. ><

[heartofasun]

Trance smiled oh so sweetly at McCoy when he asked why she didn't just tell the truth. The real answer? Trance avoided straight talk whenever possible. And...

"It was none of your business. Also, it's easier to guide others when they think they're like you." When you were this high up in the food chain, and everyone else was down below...how could anyone ever relate? So, she hid.

But, Dr. Crusher had a point. "You are correct, that is a possibility. Remember though, space is my natural environment. If I were to endanger you, it would be easy enough to rectify that." Trance had to trust they would think of the correct option, without providing them with a step by step guide.

[shut_up_dammit]

Leonard didn't like it. Like her. The whole thing was just a giant pain in the ass. Really, he would have liked to hold her for more questions and make sure she wasn't going to burst a damn hole in the ship. A proper psychological evaluation - that's what he wanted. But that was up to Dr. Crusher. He scowled and glared towards the doctor.

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"And would you leaving the confines of the ship be enough to keep us--and the rest of the occupants--safe?" Beverly asked. "If that's the case, then I can see no reason to hold you any longer. Though," she continues, holding up a forestalling hand, "I would ask that you inform the captain of your...condition."

[heartofasun]

Trance nodded. It would probably work. She wasn't happy about telling the Captain but, she supposed it was necessary. At least in this foreign situation.

"Aye." Trance fell into practiced Commonwealth mode, nodding to both of them. "I'll talk to the Captain as soon as I can. In the meantime, would it be possible to help out here?" She held up her hands. "As soon as the Captain clears us and you're all convinced that we're not going to shoot you or anything. If you need any help. Do you use medical nanobots?"

[shut_up_dammit]

Okay, no arguing this. Dr. Crusher was in charge. And as much as having a star-woman aboard the ship freaked him out, at least if she lost control they could jettison her off the ship and everyone would be fine. Then they'd probably have to pick her up again. But those details were for the captain to iron out.

But her helping in the sickbay? That was something he might contest. Or would have on his Enterprise. His eyes flicked uncertainly from Trance to Dr. Crusher. He really hoped Beverly said no. But they could use the help, couldn't they?