In Search Of......

Posted on Wed Mar 22nd, 2023 @ 10:09am by Lieutenant JG Zac Smithson & Commander Sthilg & Lieutenant Etrara Khalten

Mission: MISSION 0 - History Speaks
Location: Various Decks
Timeline: Current
1638 words - 3.3 OF Standard Post Measure

After escaping their quarters before the window exploded, creating a vacuum that thankfully the emergency forcefield contained. Zac and Etrara managed to get dressed and along with scores of other crew members moved along the corridor. "Etrara, what happened? What's going on?" Zac questioned his lover. "Something is terribly wrong with the ship." He looked down the corridor, "Ship is on emergency or battery power and the coms don't work." He stated as he tapped his and was rewarded with dead silence.

For a moment Etrara turned and held him in memory of the moment they had just been through. She shivered at the though she could have lost him. Then she turned back into the Tactical Officer. “We do not know what has happened, we might have been attacked or boarded. I would like to find some weapons if possible and make our way to the bridge. Unfortunately there is no way to tell what is happening on the other decks, whether there have been other hull breaches apart from the emergency bulkheads being down. The only other way are the Jeffries tubes.” In that moment she was almost knocked to the ground, she shouted. “MOVE IN AN ORDERLY FASHION PEOPLE WATCH WHERE YOU ARE GOING. DO NOT ACT LIKE AN UNRULY PACK OF TARGS!”

"Easy Etraea." Zac said calmly, "They are scared, it is up to behave differently. Like Starfleet Officers. We need to get somewhere, where we can find out what is going on." He looked as the line of people continued to crawl past them. he looked back to Etrara, his mind made up. "Let's go and try the Jeffries tubes. They will at least allow us to move from here.... hopefully."

She nodded, “I know, I just hate disorder like this. If they had been a Klingon crew the penalties would far outweigh the benefits.” She shot Zac a half smile and headed towards the nearest tube. Opening it she looked up into the darkness. Turning on her torch it illuminated the tube yet caused vertical shadows either side of the beam. “It’s a long way” she stated. “I wish I had a map of the whole system, I am still trying to memorize it. Zac, do you know where this one goes?” She asked hopefully.

Zac knew their present location. He looked at Etrara and then to the tube. "This one I think if we take it all the way will get us to Sickbay. If we want to get to the bridge, we'll need to get out of this one and find another."

“My main thought is to get to the bridge as soon as possible but we should get to sickbay, see if we can help or pick up anyone else. Maybe someone else knows what is going on Zac.” She began to move through the Jeffries tube feeling the vibrations of the ship as they went. It felt unusual, not right. It began to get warm.

"Well then let's get started, Standing here talking isn't going to get us to the bridge or sickbay for that matter.'' Zac replied. He followed Etrara into the tube. "Hey Etrara does the ship feel off to you? I don't mean the power being out, I mean the ship itself?"

She stopped and looked back at him, “yes, it does almost as if there is no stabilization.” She carried on moving, “what in Kahless name has happened?” She asked mainly to herself. “Of course we don’t know if there are any bull breeches ahead but, if there are the bulkheads should have sealed them off.”

She carried on on her knees her beacon lighting the area ahead, it seemed to take forever and every so often she could feel a rocking deep within the bowels of the ship. “Can you feel that Zac?” She shouted behind her. “Feels like explosions. I hope we get there soon.”

"I agree. Don't stop keep moving. Get to Sickbay! It has the most protection on the ship." Zac shouted back to Etrara. "We'll worry about any hull breeches if we run into any of them."

Etrara was very fit but after a while she just wanted to get off her knees and stand up. They passed a couple of junctions but kept going caught up in the urgency of the situation. Suddenly they could hear shouting from behind the associated bulkheads and then a sudden silence. Etrara shuddered she knew what that sound was. She murmured a short Klingon prayer for the dead and they continued on. “Are we there yet?” She asked Zac.

Zac looked at the turbolift door they passed, "Two more decks Etrara." He told her. "Then we will be at Sickbay and hopefully get some idea of what is going on with the ship. Just hope we can get the doors open when we reach Sickbay. They may be jammed shut." He announced as they continued to climb.

Etrara laughed trying to negate the pain in her knees . “Well thank you for that my dear, all this work and then having to prize open doors…with what? I wonder. Encouraged by the fact they were only two decks away she increased her pace suddenly remembering her favourite B’atLeth was now whirling about in space. She sighed just as she reached the doors to sickbay.

"Don't be sarcastic Etrara. There's a manual door release to open the doors. If it isn't jammed, we pull that, the doors open and we're at Sickbay. Easy beesy." Zac replied while hoping they got to their destination soon so, he could stand up.

Eventually they reached the door, “what if there is no atmosphere behind here?” She reached for the door release “here goes” she announced.

"If there is no atmosphere, we won't live long enough to worry about it." Zac replied as Etrara reached for the door release.

Etrara reached out for Zac’s hand and pulled. The door release catch caught and she closed her eyes as the door opened onto the corridor outside sickbay. Etrara breathed a sigh of relief.

The pair tumbled into the corridor and the shocked, stunned faces of both staff and injured crew members. Zac looked over to Etrara and stated the obvious with a smile. "We made it."

Etrara stood and put her hands behind her on her hips and stretched. Already looking around through the moving crowd of people some of the jumping out of the way when they burst through the doors already looking to them to let them know what was going on. She suddenly saw her target and pushed her way through. ‘ Commander Sthilg” she said recognizing the familiar face and body of their CMO. “Thank goodness, do you know what is happening on this deck?”

Sthilg was already working on a patient running the laser a patients wound. Not even looking up he replied. " Etrara it'sss good that your okay. Asss for what hasss happened ssso far I know asss much asss you do." he said before expertly removing a seven inch shard of metal from his patients back.

“We are so glad to see you Commander,” suddenly Etrara moved forward and kissed the Gorn on the cheek. Embarrassed she moved away. “Is there anything we can do to help?” She asked.

" It'sss nice to sssee you to my dear." the gorn said keeping his eyes on his patient. " We need the emergency bio bedsss put up, extra blood and plasssma replicated and all of the nurssshing ssstaff need help."

“Yes, we will do as much as we can, Zac do you mind doing the bio beds and I will replicate as much blood and plasma as we need then go help where I can.” She moved away to the medical replicator and was already programming universal donor blood, knowing that she would need a lot, she let the program run and cast an eye over the commotion looking for whomsoever needed help the most.
She was glad now she had been through the advanced medical program at the Academy.

Zac nodded, "I'll get right on it Etrara." He replied before he turned to address the CMO. "Doc, where are the emergency bio beds stored so I can get to work setting them up. Also is there anywhere specifically you want them? Or just anywhere I can find a space?"

" Main ssstorage. There the small grey cubes. They have the plans built in just drop them when the light on them glowsss green and they'll ssself assssemble." the lizard explained.


Once the program had finished Etrara began to replicate the plasma and walked around offering it to the teams as they worked. More than once she rolled her sleeves up and donned a gown to help in as many procedures as she could. Most of the wounded were as a result of being thrown against walls and bulkheads and injured by flying plexiglas. She noted sadly there looked to be several fatalities and more wounded seemed to be streaming through the doors. She ran to Sthilg, “is there anyone to perform triage doctor? If not I can do it?”

" I need every free hand possible." The gorn replied already onto another patient. " I have ssssome sssticky notesss in my office you can use them." he added.

"Doc? Is there anything else I can do to help you and the other doctors and nurses?" Zac asked.

" We need every free box of blood and plasma out of storage. can you help with that?" the doc added.

Zac nodded, "Sure thing Doc. I'll grab a cart and everything out of storage. When I leave the shelves will be bare." Zac assured the CMO.

The gorn nodded as a cry from another nurse made him turn and rush over. He had work to do.