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Post by Cdr S'helar on Jun 14, 2009 12:54:30 GMT -5
Hearing Heidi she makes her way to her cautiously not to hut Cai. She knows she is seriously injured as well, as she is unable to move her legs.
I'm afraid I cannot assist you Lieutenant. My legs seem to be in paralysis. Hopefully their will be a rescue team shortly. She remains calm even though the fight inside her to contain her pain is a real one.
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Post by Captain David Quinn on Jun 14, 2009 13:12:05 GMT -5
He managed to stay conscious through the whole ordeal of the spinning until the ship came to a stop or rather was locked into another vessel's tractor beam.
He tried to get up but, at first, his legs were wobbly and unstable. He had trouble holding his own weight. His legs started to get stronger and slowly walked toward the center of the command center. Looking at the view screen, which worked still surprisingly, and saw the signiture of the USS Javelin on the bow. He was grateful for their assistance. Without them, he wasn;t sure when they would have stopped spinning and wondered where would they have ended up.
Heidi's voice, her call for help, broke into his thoughts. He turned toward her and she was near the unconscious form of Ensign Nyung. He moved toward the two women, walking up the ramp toward Tactical. He looked down and saw Nyung's head bleeding pretty heavily. Without hesitation, he reached for his shirt sleeve and ripped off the left arm. He rolled up the sleeve and knelt next to Nyung and Duvall. He pressed the make shift compress to Nyung's head. He glanced over to S'Helar as she crawled her way over. He frowned as she announced that her legs were paralyzed. He inwardly cursed wishing he could help them more
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Post by LtCdr Eric Kramer on Jun 14, 2009 13:29:47 GMT -5
With a blue glow at the rear end of the Bridge. Kramer, and a team of Med Technicians beam onto the bridge. He spotted commander quinn. Seeing he was caring for one of his fallen officers, ahe sent his medical team to assist.
She has a bad concussion sir, 3 broken ribs, and a fractured Collar bone. We need to get her back.
Very well. Commander, how about you? You look like you, and your crew been through hell.[/b][/color]
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Post by Captain David Quinn on Jun 14, 2009 17:06:04 GMT -5
He looked up at the sound of a transporter beam and saw an officer with several medical personal beam aboard. The Medical personnel fanned out and tended to the wounded. He back off, at the last second, to let one tend to Ensign Nyung, Commander S'helar and Lt Duvall
He stood, feeling still a bit disriented but he attempted not to show up. The Officer spoke to him and he nodded a bit "Yes, we have been through hell and back, as the expression goes. I am just thankful we all are still around to tell the tale"
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Post by Lt Jon Reul on Jun 14, 2009 23:25:19 GMT -5
Darkness still upon me. Dreams coalescing within. My quarters at Starfleet Academy. The orders to report to the U.S.S. Avenger as Chief Engineering officer. The chills I receive when I see her for the very first time being shuttled on board. The refit at SB140, and now a new face...a woman...I've never seen her before. How lovely she looks. Those eyes. Her spirit. The emptiness I suddenly feel, the dread. She looks hurt.
Now a feeling. A feeling of shelter. Someone is holding me. The feeling is gone.
No wait... someones holding my hand. embracing me again.
I try to open my eyes but I can't. I feel the sensation of being weightlessness and I still see her face.
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Post by LtCdr Eric Kramer on Jun 15, 2009 11:33:23 GMT -5
He extends his hand. Kramer. Lieutenat Commander Kramer. Well I must admit, these Defiant Classes can take a licking. I beleive your ship will get priority. Is Admiral Lucifel here as well?
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Post by LtJG Miria Jesmin on Jun 15, 2009 11:42:22 GMT -5
Miria was in great pain, and dizzy as her eyes open slightly. She saw an unfamilar doctor over her stating, She's coming to. Ensign, can you hear me? She acknowledges with a slight nod, as she struggled to breath. Her chest burning with pain. We have an emergency here, and need you confirmation. To carry a symbiant. Are you willing Ensign? Miria was scared as she feared the idea for now. The opputunity was rare, yet in such time a decision she was afraid to make.
Someones life is in danger. I must do what I can do. But it may cost me my own life. As she pauses in thought, she simply gives a nod. Good, thank you ensign. With that he applied a hypo, as she drifted off to sleep.
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Post by Captain David Quinn on Jun 15, 2009 12:09:01 GMT -5
He extended his own bruised hand to shake Kramers "Commander David Quinn, Acting Captain. This ship took quite a beating. I was incertain if we would make it back or not. As for the ship, her crew would need priority, as most of them are injured" himself included, as he glanced toward the badly beaten forms of Ensign Nyung, Commander S'helar and Lt Duvall who were all being attended to medically. He turned back to Kramer as he asked about Admiral Lucifel "No, he is not with us. He stayed back to 240 when we offloaded some Orion prisoners."
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Post by LtCdr Eric Kramer on Jun 15, 2009 12:45:30 GMT -5
He hesitated a bit as he heard Quinn. I'm not sure if you know. SB140 was hit by one of those Cruisers. We are praying for the best. I will transport you and your crew back to Spacedock. We can only pray that The Admiral got out in time. He taps his Combadge. Beam us back Javelin, and set a course for the Space dock. Lets get these people to the Medical Ward.With that said, they are beamed off the Bridge, and the Javelin with the Cosair, and Avenger in tow head for the Starbase.*********************END SIM******************** *pick up on new Storyline "Second wind"
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