[sickbay - invasion of the bbs: open]

Jan 31, 2010 21:25

Most of the kids had agreed to come to sickbay with her with very little fuss, and Tina led them down corridors, into a turbolift, back out again, and then through the doors of sickbay at a brisk trot, all of them linking hands and being reminded every thirty seconds or so to "stay together, guys, okay ( Read more... )

i'm a nurse damn it

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fSpock rn_chapel February 1 2010, 04:31:56 UTC
[[OOC: fSpock's examination and retrieval by an adult, etc., goes here!]]

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 1 2010, 04:39:18 UTC
Spock did as she was requested, followed silently as the adults ushered them toward a holding area. It was an inevitability, one she neither relished nor actively fought against.

Not was not the time.

It was a medical facility. It made logical sense, to keep people indefinitely in any area would require significant equipment and manpower. This area had both.

Spock's brow furrowed as she stopped inside the Sickbay. She had already broken the cardinal rule, in leaving the location in which she had found herself. It would make it more difficult for her mother or father to find her.

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Re: fSpock drmbenga February 1 2010, 05:17:33 UTC
When M'Benga had heard what happened, he had been... surprised was perhaps the wrong word. Nothing on board this ship surprised him much anymore; expecting the unexpected seemed to come second nature to those on board the Enterprise. Yet being told that certain members of the crew had been deaged? That was certainly new.

He looked down the list of people affected, discussing with the other officers who would deal with who. As he had more experience with Vulcans, he immediately offered to treat the female Spock, knowing that dealing with a Vulcan child would be difficult.

"Greetings," M'Benga began in her native Vulcan, stepping forward to the child he assumed to be Spock. What he had learned working with children, and even more so with Vulcan children, was that treating them as if they were children simply caused them to be less co-operative. And there was no reason to insult her intelligence, which he was sure surpassed many on board already. "I am Dr M'Benga. We need to run some tests, to be sure you're in full health. Is that ( ... )

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 1 2010, 05:29:31 UTC
Spock stared at the doctor slowly. His Vulcan was impeccable, if not with a strange accent. He did not seem threatening, though it was difficult to predict adult motivations. Their logic was curious.

Admittedly, if they wanted to kill or incapacitate her, there were much less elaborate ways to accomplish this goal than transporting her to sickbay and providing a doctor that spoke Vulcan.

She turned and examined the table with careful precision before inclining her head.

"It is too tall," Spock stated evenly. She would not be able to scale it without aid.

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Re: fSpock drmbenga February 1 2010, 05:44:18 UTC
He had anticipated that. Knowing that his normal method of simply picking the child up and popping them on the table wasn't something Vulcans were comfortable with, he reached around the other side of the biobed and pulled out a small stool for her to use.

"Do you need any further aid?" he questioned, replacing the padd on the counter and reaching for his scanner.

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 1 2010, 05:49:41 UTC
"No, this is sufficient for this problem," Spock answered and moved to the table. It took her a moment to regain her balance as she stepped on the stool. Once she had, she turned and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

The doctor, M'Benga, was readying a medical device. It appeared non-invasive. She watched him silently and looked at the PADD. It had a picture of a woman she did not recognize.

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Re: fSpock drmbenga February 1 2010, 06:03:55 UTC
He didn't make a move to lend her a hand, but M'Benga kept a careful eye on Spock just in case she lost her balance. It was a little odd seeing the normally so graceful Vulcan unsteady on her feet, and he fought back a small smile.

Carefully adjusting the bioscanner, he noted Spock looking at his padd. That was going to be an interesting conversation, though he was slightly relieved that it would go over better with his patient than the others. At least that was what he hoped. A Vulcan would understand that these things were possible, whereas the others... Well, he didn't enjoy treating the Captain when he was fully grown.

"Do you recognize this woman?" he questioned as he moved forward to begin scanning for the usual health problems. As he did so, he began to explain what he was doing, rattling off her health statistics. "Physically you're in optimum health," he finished, swapping the scanner for the padd once again. "Do you remember what happened to bring you here?"

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 1 2010, 06:09:00 UTC
Spock watched the end of M'Benga's scanner as it moved, carefully noting each of his statements as he performed his tasks. It was pointless to list them aloud, but the knowledge was useful. As he completed his scans, Spock cocked her head 15 degrees clockwise.

"I do not, on either count," Spock answered. There was a pause. "Have I been kidnapped?"

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Re: fSpock drmbenga February 2 2010, 01:43:54 UTC
So none of the children had any prior knowledge of what had happened. Perfect.

"No, you haven't been kidnapped," he assured her with a brief smile, tapping his notes into the padd before bringing up a full sized picture of her adult form and twisting it around. He wasn't exactly an expert in explaining these things to a child, it had never come up before. But he'd try to put it in terms she'd understand and hopefully accept. "This woman is you, as an adult. You're aware of how transporters work, yes?"

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 2 2010, 01:56:17 UTC
"No," Spock answered and blinked. She knew that they transported materials, not of their functionality.

She regarded the woman on the PADD and her brow creased. She did not look familiar, not like Spock at all, and yet he said this was her adult form. Genetic projection was impossible with her geneology, it was unlikely this was an accurate statement.

"How did you acquire this picture? If I am not being kidnapped, why am I here? Can I speak with my mother?"

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Re: fSpock drmbenga February 2 2010, 03:11:50 UTC
Maybe the direct approach hadn't been the best way, M'Benga considered, laying the padd across his lap as he pulled up a seat and sat beside Spock. He wasn't an engineer either, so he couldn't explain exactly why the transporters often malfunctioned and caused things like this to happen, but he could try his best.

"We use them to transport various things, including persons from ship to planet. It's mostly safe, but on occasion the technology can become somewhat unstable and cause reactions. This," once again he motioned to her picture file, "Is your adult form. The technology has caused you, and the others, to physically and mentally reverse to a younger age."

He leaned back, considering how best to deal with the mother issue. Did she have the same relationship as the Spock of this world had with his mother? Had her fate been similar? "We're attempting to communicate with all parents of the de-aged officers." It wasn't strictly a lie; those whose parents could be reached were being told about what had happened.

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Re: fSpock science_blues February 2 2010, 03:46:55 UTC
"I am an adult who has been reduced in age and mentality via a questionably functional piece of technology?" Spock repeated with a blink. It seemed much more likely that she were being kidnapped, though she didn't know the math required to calculate such vague statistics.

"Most...curious," Spock concluded with a short frown. "My mother may be difficult to reach. My father does not carry a communicator. There is no consistently available alternative."

Spock considered his assertion and looked at the PADD on his lap.

"Assuming that I am currently reduced in age, can this state be corrected? Is there a timeline for such a goal?"

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