<<<<<Part Six>>>>>

Host CNS_Savar says:
::Materializes on the transporter pad, feeling slightly fatigued.  Small scratches and scrapes are in several places::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::stands numbly, still slightly unbelieving, and not making any of the obvious connections that she needs to.....::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: Keely, why don't you go in the back and get changed and cleaned up?  I'm going to set a course for the station.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::numbly steps off the pad, and walks silently to a back room and sits::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Walks over to the pilot's console, programming in a course to head back to Arcadia Station.  He contacts Klingon port authority and receives clearance to leave.  After exiting the system under impulse, Savar takes the Nexia to Warp 4::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::changes and cleans up minor cuts, then gives herself a hypospray for the nagging pain in her back......walks back out, braiding her hair back into a French braid, wearing her uniform...:: Savar: That's better....you may go change if you wish.
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: I will.  I've already set course, and we're on our way already.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, thinking that had to be the fastest shower she's ever taken...but she just had to get rid of that Klingon uniform and the blood.....::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::finishes her hair, and tucks the end of it under, pinning it in place with a hair clip::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Walks into the living quarters section, takes a sonic shower and changes into a Starfleet uniform::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::has a thought, and sends a transmission through to A'Quira, telling her to watch her back....she just made the connection between something she was told, and Jepoth...::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Comes back into the main area of the runabout, and walks over to the replicator:: Keely: Want anything?
Host MO_Calahan says:
Savar: Um....a cappuccino would be nice.....::thinks: since we have no blood wine::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Nods, entering her order as well as a small bowl of plomeek soup for himself.  He retrieves the items and brings them to sit in his chair::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::curls up in the pilot's chair, holding the cappuccino and looking out at the stars::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: How do you feel?  What is it like now that it's over?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::turns her head slowly to look at the Counselor:: Savar: How do I feel? I don't know. The minute we stepped foot down there, I numbed myself to all feeling....::moves her head back to the stars:: Its easier to kill that way.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::runs her finger gently around the rim of the cup::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: It is over now, right?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::shrugs slightly:: Savar: I don't know.  There are people who could decide to avenge his death, though I doubt it.....only time will tell.
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: How could they avenge his death?  It was his choice to die this time... you didn't kill him, he killed himself.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, then smirks:: Savar: Klingons.....are.....illogical.  It is best if we try NOT to understand them. They could- just for the sport of it.  If I kept Jepoth hunting for like 8  years, why would they not want to?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::thinks of something:: Savar: Were you cut by any of the daggers of the guards or anything?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::turns to look at him::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: No more than you were.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::takes out a hypospray:: Savar: I'd better give you this just in case.  They tend to place dangerous drugs on their daggers.
Host MO_Calahan says:
Savar: Do you mind?
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: No.  Thank you.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, and injects it then stands up and walks over to replace it in the medkit::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Walks over, placing empty soup bowl in recycler::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::walks back and sits down::

ACTION: A distress call is detected.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::takes another drink of her cappuccino....and looks down as the computer beeps at her::
Host MO_Calahan says:
Savar: A distress call...I'm putting it through. ::puts the call through and onto the small screen::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::glances at the counselor, waiting for him to talk::

ACTION: The screen shows a lot of static, but what can be seen is a human male wearing command red with Lieutenant Commander pips.  The audio is also bad.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::eyes widen slightly, and she turns back to the console, trying to clear up some of the static::

<COMM>: This is... anda-class U.S.S. Focus.  We have... several small scouts.  Need medical assistance...

Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: Try to lock on to that signal and clear it up.  I'm opening a channel.  Also, look for other Starfleet ships in the area.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods:: Savar: I'm doing it right now.....::works, and is able to clear up most of the static:: Try it now.
Host MO_Calahan says:
Savar: We're the only ship close enough to help.....the USS Virtual is about 2 days from here.....
Host CNS_Savar says:
COMM: Focus: U.S.S. Focus, this is the Runabout Nexia from Arcadia Station, Lieutenant Savar speaking.  Repeat your situation.

<COMM>: Nexia, I am Lt.Cmdr. Brent Johnson.  We've been attacked by several small scout craft... most likely Romulan.  They've disabled our engines and our entire medical staff has been killed.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises an eyebrow...wonder how that happened::
Host CNS_Savar says:
COMM: Focus: Commander Johnson, this runabout contains only Lt. Calahan and myself.  We are both doctors.  What is the situation now, and we may be able to help.

<COMM>: Lieutenant... right now, we're not detecting the ships.  They left at high warp about ten minutes ago.  Any aid you could lend is appreciated.  We were attacked as we were transporting runabouts to Outpost 475.  Please, Savar... we need medical aid.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::looks at Savar, waiting for his response....the slightest nod, and she'll get the medical supplies they have::
Host CNS_Savar says:
COMM: Focus: We can be there in five minutes at our highest warp.  I hope that will be soon enough.

<COMM>: I hope so, too.  Focus out.

Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: Set course.  Let's hope the Sickbay is still in working order.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods:: Savar: I already did.... ::gets up and moves to the back, and puts on her lab coat.....::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Begins scanning area as they near the U.S.S. Focus:: Keely: I'm not showing any ships in the area.  The Miranda class ship has been structurally altered to accommodate ten runabouts... but I'm only showing nine for some reason.
Host CNS_Savar says:
COMM: Focus: We are now entering within range of your ship.  Please allow us to dock in your bay.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, readying two medkits, and setting supplies out, should they be needed:: Savar: I'm going to go straight to Sickbay, and see how it is....mind starting field triage? If it isn't able to be used....::shakes her head slightly::

ACTION: The Focus's extra-large bay doors open and the runabout is guided in by tractor beams.  Keely and Savar feel transporter beams, then appear in the Sickbay of the Focus.  Lt.Cmdr. Johnson is there.

Host Johnson says:
Thank god you're here.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises eyebrow:: ~~~Savar: Then again, maybe not.~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
Johnson: Have all the wounded been moved to Sickbay yet?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::looks around, assessing the situation, but waiting....::
Host Johnson says:
::Nods:: Every time someone reported injured, they brought them to Sickbay.
Host Johnson says:
The people in this room have had basic medical training... the less severe cases have already been treated, but we have many severe cases.  We're at your assistance.
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: Lieutenant, as the senior medical officer, you're in charge.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, then looks to Johnson:: Johnson: Commander, take me to the most severe case....we'll work from the bottom up. ::last comment directed more at Savar then at the commander::

ACTION: Johnson nods agreement, and moves over to several biobeds holding patients.  They all wear Engineering uniforms and have severe plasma burns, as well as internal trauma.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::takes a deep breath, then pulls out a tricorder......scans the first one....looks around for any tools that were left in tact::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::retrieves an osteogenic regenerator, and begins working on a head wound, concentrating intensely......::
Host MO_Calahan says:
Savar: She'll need surgery, but she'll live if I can stabilize her. She needs blood...
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Savar takes some of the medically-trained crew and starts healing other cases, not as severe.  Broken bones are treated by this little ragtag group::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::hints, and continues fixing the broken skull.....ouch.....::
Host Johnson says:
I know where the blood is.  What type?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::checks the tricorder:: Johnson: Type B negative.

ACTION: Johnson nods, and runs into a storage room.  He comes back several minutes later with two units of blood.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::takes them, and sets them aside....then goes back to her work, the wound giving her a little trouble healing right......::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::finishes, and takes the blood, setting up a transfusion quickly.....motions for Johnson to come over:: Johnson: I need you to watch the monitor.  If anything changes, tell me. Okay?

ACTION: Johnson nods.

ACTION: Savar's group continues to heal patients with not-so-severe cases of broken bones, plasma burns, and the like.  Sickbay begins to clear out as the few patients left are the few on the biobed and a pair with Savar's group.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::is already visually assessing the next patient, and walks over to the next engineer, scanning him::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::notes a concussion....massive internal bleeding.....sighs, and prepares to begin surgery on this one...minor, but still......::

ACTION: About 30 minutes later, the patient has improved, and Keely has finished surgery.  She scans him again, sends Johnson for more blood, and moves on to the third and final case....marveling that she lasted this long.....

Host MO_Calahan says:
::starts on the concussion on the last victim- a woman, with red hair like Keely's.....it reminds her of her sister, in the back of her mind, but she is too busy to think about it now.....::

ACTION: Savar's patients proves to more difficult, as internal injures began appearing.  One also starts flailing, and needed sedation.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::finishes up on the woman's head wound, and moves to correct some internal damage.......that got worse by being left alone.....damn it....oh well, she will live::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Looks around Sickbay.  The only patients left are the ones recuperating on biobeds

ACTION: Brent Johnson receives a call to the Bridge.  He motions for Savar and Keely to follow him.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::finishes, and checks on the last 2 she just finished....::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::follows Johnson, not wanting to leave patients like that....but.....::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::glances back, seeing the temporary medics going over to monitor them as the doors close....okay....she feels a little better...::

ACTION: Johnson, Savar, and Keely step into a turbolift and are in silence for the small ride.  They step out on the bridge, and Johnson asks for a report.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::glances around::
Host Tac_Officer says:
Sir, sensors are picking up three ships on an intercept course.  Two match two ships that attacked us before.  The third appears to be a... some variation on a cargo carrier, but crossed with a personnel carrier.
Host Eng_Officer says:
Sir...

ACTION: Johnson turns to his Engineering officer, who has a grim look on her face.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::Raises an eyebrow at the Tac's report...interesting.....opens her mind....::
Host Eng_Officer says:
Sir, we still have no engines.  Still a half hour until impulse is back online.  Shields are only twenty five percent... and we have minimal weapons.  One phaser bank, and one torpedo launcher.
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Savar looks around the bridge at the officers sitting at consoles... all hold the rank of Lt. (JG) or lower::

ACTION: Johnson sits in the command chair, then orders the ship to red alert.  Klaxons go off, and the lighting drops to the dim red.  Johnson then turns towards the two Arcadia officers.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::senses nervousness......annoyance....some anger.....:: ~~~Savar, I'm sensing nervousness and annoyance...anger as well. I believe Johnson may have done something the crew disapproves of.....it is directed at him.  Also, it troubles me that there appears to be no senior staff on board.  Surely they were not all killed.~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
::turns her gaze to meet Johnson’s....wanting to search his mind, but knowing she can not::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Nods to Keely at her telepathic statement::
Host Johnson says:
Lieutenant Savar, as you can see, you are a high ranking officer aboard my ship.  In fact, second highest.  You are being given a field promotion to Executive Officer.  ::He turns to Keely:: Doctor, I'm unsure what to do with you at the moment.  I would suggest taking a seat, as this may get rough.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises an eyebrow at the statement:: Johnson: In that case, Commander....I should report back to sickbay, being the only trained doctor on board......::said somewhat sarcastically::

ACTION: Johnson nods, and Savar takes the XO seat.

Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~Savar: I'm going to look for the senior staff.....~~~ ::pauses and looks around again::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Turns towards the TO:: TO: What information can you give me for those ships?
Host Tac_Officer says:
Sir, if I had to guess, I'd say they are Klingon.
Host CNS_Savar says:
~~~Keely: Do so.  That puzzles me as well.  And the missing runabout~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
Johnson: Have you tried hailing the ships?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::enters the TL, but does not say anything..:: ~~~Did I hear right Savar?  Klingons?~~~

ACTION: Johnson seems hesitant to open communications, then orders his TO to open a channel, audio only.

Host CNS_Savar says:
::Turns around and nods to Keely::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::expression grows dim::

<COMM>: U.S.S. Focus.  Stand down.  Surrender your ship.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::holds Savar's gaze, then steps back so the doors close...this doesn't look good.....continues on her way to sickbay.....::
Host Johnson says:
COMM: Klingons: Never.  We will fight hand to hand if we have to.

ACTION: Johnson stands and cuts communications from the OPS station himself.

Host CNS_Savar says:
::Raises an eyebrow::
Host MO_Calahan says:
Computer, locate the Captain or any of the Senior Staff. ::gets off the TL, and walks towards sickbay, then decides against it and heads down a deserted corridor::
Host Computer says:
The Captain is not aboard this vessel.  The Executive Officer is not aboard this vessel.  The highest ranking officer is CONN Officer Lieutenant Commander Brent Johnson, assuming temporary command.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::becomes very suspicious...my god....:: Computer, is the CMO or CEO aboard? What about the CSO or CTO?
Host Computer says:
All four department heads are not aboard this vessel.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::that is just wrong...both of them gone? and the bridge crew.....all low-ranking officers.....the medical staff all dead....or are they?:: Computer, are there any Medical staff aboard and alive?

ACTION: The three ships enter weapons range.  The two small scout-type vessels open fire, knocking ship's shields to 10%.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::is knocked into the wall by the impact, but recovers...this is bad.......::
Host Computer says:
Medical compliment aboard this vessel includes the CMO, the MO, and two nurses.  The two nurses are listed as deceased.  The MO is in a stasis pod in medical storage one.

ACTION: Johnson and Savar are shaken.  Johnson orders return fire, but with the ship's condition, nothing makes contact.  The ships open fire again, and shields are down to 5%.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::curses, and runs into sickbay, then stops.....the medics...thinks quickly:: Medic: I want to move the male engineer to stasis, just to be safe......he needs life support, and if systems fail....::voice trails off::
Host Johnson says:
Lieutenant, the Klingon bastards are going to try to board us.  I want you to lead a contingent of Security officers to take care of any boarding parties.  Make sure to shoot to kill.  They may try to trick you.  Do not listen to them.
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Nods to the Captain, then moves to the TL.  He arrives in the Armory, takes a Type III from a security officer, then holds for a moment, discussing how to deploy officers::

ACTION: The Medic nods, and together they move the man into the Stasis pod.  Keely nods, making another excuse of setting it all up, and the medic leaves. She stops, and goes to the pod.....damn it! its locked...and....only Johnson can open it.....this is not good.....not good at all....

ACTION: Another blast hits the Focus, and shields fall.  The transport moves forward, beaming parties of Klingons aboard.  Johnson sends a ship-wide communication, repeating what he told Savar.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::hears the communiqué......damn......she'll be dead soon, now what?  She has to seal and protect sickbay...follow protocol....::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Motions for his contingent to move out.  They approach a party of Klingons who tell them to stand down.  The sec officers shoot without orders from Savar, and continue moving on.  Savar follows::

ACTION: A party of Klingons beam into the bridge, along with two Starfleet officers.  The Bridge crew shoots them all.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::looks around in the main part of sickbay at everyone scrambling around......forget them....this is bad, she needs to find Savar and get the hell out of here.......:: Computer, locate Lieutenant Savar.

ACTION: Savar's group approaches another party of Klingons.  The fight this time is better, as most of the security officers fall before the entire Klingon party is shot.  Three Starfleet officers step around from a corner, shooting the remaining sec officers, and ordering Savar to stand down.

Host Computer says:
Lt. Savar is two sections over.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::searches the sickbay to locate a weapon...what luck....finds a type 2 phaser......grabs it and runs towards Savar's location::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Looks at the Starfleet officer's neck... one has rank pips of Captain, the other two of Commander::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::He drops his weapon::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::sees residue from weapon's fire, and runs faster...::

ACTION: The man with Captain's pips steps forward.

Host Captain says:
Who are you?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::reaches his position, and slows, not noticing the other officers....:: Savar, we have to leave....now......

ACTION: The other two officers with the Captain raise their weapons, asking Keely to drop her weapon.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::turns to see the officers, questioningly looks at Savar......::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::places it on the ground slowly, almost completely confused.....::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::nods to Keely, assuming she would be shot if she doesn't comply::
Host Captain says:
Again, who are you?
Host CNS_Savar says:
Captain: I am Lieutenant Savar Dickinson, Counselor, Arcadia Station.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::starts to piece together everything that has happened....everything that is happening......::
Host Captain says:
I am Captain Tim Celica, Commanding officer of this vessel you are defending.  What are you doing aboard my ship?
Host CNS_Savar says:
Captain: Sir, I received a distress call from this ship.  Lt. Cmdr. Johnson requested medical aid, saying they had been attacked.  Doctor Calahan and I intercepted, offering aid.
Host Captain says:
So you're the ones in my parking spot.  Wait a second... did you say Doctor Calahan?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::puts her hands on her hips...looks at Savar:: ~~~Savar, it has to be a mutiny.....I found the MO locked in a stasis pod......~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises an eyebrow...she knows what's coming.. Why does she have to be related to the captain Calahan?!:: Captain: Yes sir.
Host MO_Calahan says:
Captain: I am Doctor Keely Calahan....
Host MO_Calahan says:
::waits....here it comes.....::
Host Captain says:
Captain Calahan's daughter.. my goodness, how you've grown.  I served with your father.  My wife and I used to watch you and Haley sometimes aboard... but that is another story for another time.  Lieutenants...
Host MO_Calahan says:
::sighs, and rolls her eyes......oh.....so that's why he looks familiar::
Host Captain says:
I'm afraid you've become caught up in a mutiny.  Lt. Cmdr. Johnson led it.  They allowed me, the XO and CTO here, and the other department heads to escape on a runabout.  I'm not sure what he was planning on doing... Our Klingon friends found us, and we moved to retake the vessel.
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~Savar: I used to scare him too.....pulled a dagger on his son once.......~~~ ::gaze remains on the Captain::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::coughs slightly:: ~~~I told you so.~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
::moves her gaze to look at Savar, a slight smirk on her face, and her eyebrow raised::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Savar shoots a glance at Keely, then turns back to the Captain::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::smiles, amused..... Vulcans are hilarious.....they really are......::
Host Captain says:
I'm afraid we still don't have control of this ship.  Otherwise, my CSO and my CEO would have reported to me by now.  We need to take the bridge.  I need you two to help me.  Apparently, Johnson still thinks you have been fighting for him.  Therefore, I need you two to go to the bridge and reclaim it.
Host Captain says:
Are you up to it?
Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises an eyebrow::
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~Savar, I have an idea, if you are willing.  It will take some acting....~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
~~~What is that, Keely?~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~One of us pretends to be injured claiming that the parties are blocking the way to sickbay or something.  We come out of a JT on the bridge, and ask for help....are you getting where I'm going with this?~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
::turns her gaze back to Savar's and holds it there while she talks::
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~Whichever one of us is injured waits until they come over to help, then finishes off that person with force.  The other needs to be ready with a phaser to take out the rest before they can do anything.....I assume, of course, force will be necessary.....~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
~~~I don't know about that idea... and why would you have left Sickbay to begin with?  Since Johnson still thinks he is allied with us, we just go onto the bridge and fire one wide angle stun~~~
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~You just don't want to have fun with it huh? Vulcans......very well, if that is how you'd rather do it.~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
Captain: We will take control of the bridge.
Host MO_Calahan says:
Captain: One way or another.
Host CNS_Savar says:
~~~Fun is illogical.  My way is logical and efficient~~~
Host Captain says:
Good.  We will be waiting for your signal to come on the bridge.
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~ You sound....nevermind....very well, we'll try it your way.~~~ ::sighs and glares a little at the side of Savar's head::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Motions to the TL and for Keely to follow::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::follows quickly::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Enters the TL and programs it to go to the Bridge::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::sighs:: Savar: I still say its no fun.... ::uses her hand to rub the healing wound on her back...its sore again....::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::grimaces....ouch...::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Keely: I'm putting my phaser on wide angle.  Be prepared to take out anyone that avoids being stunned.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::smiles evilly:: Savar: No problem.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::pulls out her type 2, and sets it to stun::

ACTION: The TL arrives on the Bridge, and Savar steps out of it, and presses the stud.  Everyone except for Johnson on the Bridge falls.  Johnson stands, pulling his phaser...

ACTION: Keely moves past Savar, runs, and flips neatly over the railing. This catches Johnson off guard long enough for Keely to kick the phaser out of his hand. She stops, and allows him to gather his wits....

Host CNS_Savar says:
*Captain*: Sir, Bridge is under our control.
Host MO_Calahan says:
Johnson: You bastard- stage a mutiny then bring us into it?
Host MO_Calahan says:
Johnson: What the hell were you thinking? ::cuts him off as he starts to open his mouth:: I don't want to know.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::shakes her head, but not dropping her guard::
Host Johnson says:
You... I...
Host MO_Calahan says:
::glares:: Johnson: What was that?
Host Johnson says:
You bitch.  You know nothing about what's going on here!
Host MO_Calahan says:
::raises eyebrow:: Johnson: What did you call me?! I don't think you have room to talk! And all I need to know is that you betrayed Starfleet and your crew and captain!
Host Johnson says:
The Captain has betrayed Starfleet!  You don't know it because you're as stupid as a horse!
Host MO_Calahan says:
Johnson: That's it....I'm tired of this......

ACTION: The turbolift opens, and the Captain and his two officers enter the bridge.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::kicks the man in the stomach, then grabs his arm, twisting it behind his back......and holding it there.....::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::whispers something in his ear, then sees the Captain and officers enter.....and stands up, pulling the pained Johnson with her::
Host Captain says:
Good work, Savar, Keely.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::her concentration is broken by the Captain speaking, and her guard slips.....from exhaustion or her injury....something, she isn't sure what.....::

ACTION: The commanders go over to help take charge of Johnson... but he struggles, trying to flip Keely over and off balance.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::uses her knee to hit him in the side, then throws him into the view screen almost effortlessly......that son-of-a-bitch just pissed off the wrong redhead.......::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::grimaces, and makes a noise of pain, then falls to the floor, in a kneeling position, bent over, resting her head on the floor, and taking deep breaths::

ACTION: The commanders pick up Johnson.  The Captain looks over at Keely, and Savar moves over to her, scanning her with a tricorder.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::her back...geez she really shouldn't have done that......swears she heard something tear, and knows its possible.....continues to try and control the wave of pain......its a little better::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Captain: She... hurt her back on a recent away mission.  I'm going to take her to Sickbay and treat her.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::shakes her head, and sits up, still breathing hard.....:: Savar: I....will survive.....

ACTION: The Captain nods, then moves over to a console, activating the transporter.  Savar and Keely are transported to Sickbay.

ACTION: Savar moves her onto a biobed carefully, not aggravating the wound.  A MO walks over, apparently having been released by the Captain already.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::closes her eyes, and clenches her jaw.....this is just great.....::
Host CNS_Savar says:
MO: She hurt her back.
Host Med_Officer says:
::Nods, scanning Keely::  Savar: Ripped muscle tissue... here.
Host Med_Officer says:
::Injects Keely with a pain killer::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::breathes a little better now, the pain subsiding::
Host Med_Officer says:
The wound is not bad.  ::Runs a regenerator over her shoulder::  Keely: I've healed most of the damage, but you'll have to wear a sling as your body fully heals.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::sighs, and closes her eyes, then opens them again, sitting up:: MO: Thank-you, I understand. How bad was it?
Host Med_Officer says:
Keely: Did you get in a fight with a Klingon?  Looks almost like a stab wound.  ::Laughs slightly and goes to get a sling::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::eyes widen, and she looks at Savar::
Host MO_Calahan says:
~~~That reminds me...what exactly are we going to tell when we get back to the station?~~~
Host CNS_Savar says:
~~~About the Klingon stop?  I'm not sure yet.~~~

ACTION: The MO returns with a sling, and helps Keely put it on.  Savar and Keely thank her and leave, as Savar's commbadge informs him to report to the bridge.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::sighs::

ACTION: Savar and Keely arrive on the Bridge.  By the looks of things, the senior staff has retaken their positions.  The Captain motions them into his Ready Room.

Host MO_Calahan says:
::has discreetly removed her sling, placing it in her lab coat pocket for the time being.......::
Host MO_Calahan says:
::lets her left arm hang by her side, unmoved as she follows the Captain::
Host Captain says:
Lieutenant Savar Dickinson, Lieutenant Junior Grade Keely Calahan.  Thank you for your help.  I've contacted Starfleet and told them of what  happened here.  You both have been cleared of any involvement because of your actions to help me.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, smiling a little::
Host CNS_Savar says:
::Nods::
Host Captain says:
I assume you are heading back to Arcadia Station.  If I were able, I would take you there myself.  As it is, we need to take these runabouts and supplies to Outpost 475.
Host Captain says:
Thank you again.  You are free to leave if there is nothing you would like to discuss.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::nods, and looks to Savar::
Host CNS_Savar says:
Captain: I think that we would appreciate heading on.  We must return back to the station.
Host Captain says:
Very well.  *Bridge*: Go ahead, Commander.

ACTION: Savar and Keely find themselves on their runabout, and the runabout in space.  Out of the port screen, they see the U.S.S. Focus bank, then go to warp.

Host CNS_Savar says:
::Settles back into the copilot's chair:: Keely: Set course for Arcadia, and let us hope that we arrive uninterrupted again.
Host MO_Calahan says:
::moves to the pilot's seat....setting a course for Arcadia:: Savar: That was quite interesting.......course set.

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