Date: July ?,
Author(s): Commander Nathaniel Wroe
& Lieutenant Commander
Rachel stood beyond the perimeter of the
medical modules. She stared out into the distance. The silent city,
nestled against tall mountains. She knew Wroe had passed on the warning to
the natives and they would get under cover. Of course it may be pointless.
They were still dying. Somehow she was sure radiation was the key to this
Nat headed back to the medical facility. In a brief
communication with the ship the Captain had given his orders. The
evacuation was to go ahead as planned, at least until they had analyzed
the data from the radiation.
Entering he saw the Doctor, she was
busying herself in her makeshift lab. He looked round at the
"Dr Sullivan, the evac is going ahead, just to be safe.
We'd better start securing your equipment for transport."
going," she said.
"What do you mean, not going. This is a
potentially dangerous situation. Once we have analyzed the data we will
then make a final decision.. you could be back here in a matter of hours.
But for now we are moving out."
Not many people could stand up to
an irritated Klingon. Rachel was perverse enough to be one of the few. "I
am not abandoning these people," she said.
"This radiation may be
what caused this disease in the first place. And it could cause and
escalation in the mutation. My place is here."
Nat was putting
every human aspect of himself into the conversation, staying calm, not
blowing up wildly. One thing he'd learnt since his promotion,
at some people wasn't the way to go, Dr Sullivan was one of
"Do you have any evidence to suggest the radiation is, or
could be the cause of the infection?"
"It's not acting like a
standard infection. Nor is it behaving as a simple mutation," she said.
"I'll spare you all the boring details. If this is the
key to the
disease, then my place is here on this planet. Not playing it safe in some
tin can in the sky."
*sighs* "Dr Sullivan, your dedication and
commitment to your work is noted, but I am in command here, my job is your
safety, and I can't let you put yourself in danger." He starts to pace the
floor, steadying his breath. His inner turmoil was becoming more and more
difficult to control. He looks at her again and continues a little harsher
"You have a line of volunteers, ask a couple of them
if they would accompany you back to the 'Star, where you can continue your
work in safety. At least up there you have a chance of being medically fit
to return planetside."
"Don't be ridiculous," Rachel snapped
irritated. She hated the *I'm in charge* attitude some command officers
got. "I am the CMO and therefore in a better position to determine if the
risk is too great. And I am not ready to risk these people on the
Protostar. As it is, all away team members are to be kept in isolation
when they return. All the more reason I will be more effective here than
"I don't consider your safety ridiculous Dr Sullivan. If
you don't like the order there's nothing I can do about it. But it stands.
We evac immediately. The sooner we pack up and move out, the quicker we
can analyze the radiation, check risk assessment, and maybe come back down
here." He tried not to sound angry, but it came out sounding like it had
"Fine! Pack up! Just leave me
enough equipment to work with," she snapped. "And since you and the
captain are NOT interested in my medical opinion then maybe you should
find another officer to be your *yes-man* chief
"YOUR medical opinion in
not in question, and I don't want a 'yes man' for the Chief Medical
Officer. What I want is a live one, who is fit and capable
of doing her
job, not riddled with radiation poisoning and burns. *thumps fists on
nearby table* CAN'T YOU SEE I AM ONLY TRYING TO HELP YOU?"
ignored the fact he just cracked the table. "And why won't you even listen
to me!?!" she shouted at him. "Anomalous reading from the sun isn't enough
to pack up and run! There are over a million sick and dying people on this
planet that needs us and I'm not going to abandon them! And that's
The crowd that gathered outside the module were impressed.
One that Rachel had the nerve to trade shouts with an angry Klingon and
two that Wroe hadn't knocked her out, tied her up and thrown her on the
shuttle. This was getting good.
"Those anomalous readings" he
yelled "could give you a fatal dose of radiation sickness. How can you
expect to help these people when you are led
in your own
sickbay." He threw his head back and let out a pure Klingon guttural
sound. "What is it going to take to get you back on the
Protostar.....where its safe?"
"A supernovae!!!!" Rachel yelled
back. She would have gotten into his face, but he did tower over her
He wasn't expecting that answer.
his fists came down on the table and stayed there. He leant on the table,
staring at his hands. He'd told himself moments before not to
Klingon side react, but it was there, slowly asserting itself. At the back
of his mind he saw himself stunning her and throwing her in the
the shuttle. He left that thought there and after a few brief seconds he
looked back up at her, the fire in her eyes was apparent.
getting us nowhere." he said, quieter this time, calmer, "The Captain's
order is for us ALL to return to the ship. Basically, you're telling me
you are disobeying a direct order... two in fact, mine and the Captain's.
You'd better have good cause Doctor, I've told you the dangers, the fact
you'll probably return in a few hours and the option of taking a Wotani up
to the ship, in isolation if you want, but still you refuse." He turned
with his back to her and leaned against the table. Sighing he
"Is that what you're telling me?"
"I don't know yet," she growled
at him. Her green eyes burned like twin furnaces. "You and the captain put
me in charge of this mission, but don't
give me the courtesy to express
an opinion on how it's to be handled. Especially in light of this
questionable danger from the sun."
He turned back to her and
matched he growling tone.
"Your opinion, as I said, is noted. I've
heard your suggestions, I don't agree with putting any member of the away
team in danger which includes you.
I've told you.. asked you to evac to
the ship until we can assess the risk." he paused, tapped his comm "Wroe
to Ensigns Thompson and Vollenic. Report to the medical shelter, begin
loading up. Wroe out." He looked back at the Doctor, fixing eye contact
with her. "You have a choice to make Doctor."
Rachel glared at him
furiously. She hated being backed into a corner. "Next time," she said.
"I'll amputate BOTH your legs."
He looked at her, her anger was
apparent. He hoped she understood he was only doing this for her safety,
for the safety of all the away team.
"Thank you Doctor." he
The two Ensigns arrived at that moment, 'convenient' he
thought, had they been just outside the structure? Not taking his eyes off
the Doctor he asked them to begin loading the equipment onto the shuttle.
They complied and begin to take the cargo crates that were ready to the
"We may be back sooner than you think Doctor. Lets get to
the 'Star as make those assessments shall we?"
She gave him a glare
that should have left a pile of ashes. Rachel was a woman with very strong
and volatile emotions. "Do I have a choice?" she
"I gave you one. You made what I consider to be the right
He left it at that, grabbed a canister and left the room
carrying it to the shuttle.
Another canister followed him. Launched
by her temper. Nat heard the canister crash to the floor inches behind
him. He was half tempted to turn
and say something, but thought it
better to leave the situation for now. She needed time to calm down. He
made a mental note to stay away from Sickbay for a while.
stomped and snarled. Why did disagreements with that man make her
to beat him in the head with blunt instrument? The ensigns
ignored the damaged table. And avoided the angry
Joint Post By
Commander Nathaniel Wroe,
Lt. Commander Rachel Sullivan, CMO
Date: June ?, 2000
Commander Alex Devlin & Yeoman Sharron Green
Sharron made her way to the holodeck, after a long day of work.
She was wearing her martial arts robes, ready for some
practice. Relieved to find an empty holodeck, she started to
load a sparring program when she got the sensation that someone
was looking over her shoulder.
"That program really isnīt all that
good, yoeman," a voice called from behind her, "For some reason
the opponents never seem to adapt fast enough."
She turned to see
Commander Devlin standing behind her, wearing his robes
"Commander." She said. "Do you have something
more.. challenging in mind?"
Alex assumed a look of
innocence, "Oh, I donīt know. It just occured to me that you
practically challenged me when you first came onboard. I sort
of figured you might want to follow up on that." He grinned
mischevously at as he said that.
Sharron raised her
eyebrows and smirked. "I hope your up for the challenge" She
emphisised the word challenge. She moved aside. "To make things easier
on you, I'll let you choose the program." She said, matching
Alex merely smiled faintly at that, "Computer, load
program DevlinOne. No opponents." In moments the room had
changed to an open field. Alex then followed the yoeman and
stopped three meters away from her. There he assumed a fighting
stance, and waved Green in with one extended hand.
Sharron took in
a breath, and came forward with a quick spin-kick to his
arm, which he blocked. She stood back into her stance, ready to
make or take another blow.
Alex grinned at her, and
waved her in again. He intended to feel her style out before
doing anything himself aside from blocking.
She could see what he was
doing.. and knew better. She forced herself to give a little
less of herself... leaving something for suprise later. But
she still came at him with impressive enough attacks. She hit
him again, this time in the chest with her foot.
took Alex a short moment to regain his breath from her kick. She
was stronger than she looked. Even so, he assumed the same
stance for a third time. Still grinning, he waved her in again.
Outward, he showed no change at all, but this time he intended
to strike back as a response to her next attack.
Sharron had never fought Alex before, but she knew from experience
that once a new opponent saw how strong she was, they were
ready to retaliate.. although this time he didn't seem phased.
She wasn't sure what to expect. Maybe this would be a challenge
after all. She came forward one more time, this time utilizing
the use of her other leg hoping to catch him offgaurd.
Alex waited to
the last possible instant, taking a gamble he had gotten
an accurate check on her speed. Her foot passed so close to him
that he felt a draft from it. His own retaliation came just as
he came up next to her. He brought his elbow out quickly in an
attempt to connect with her side. Regardless if she managed to
block that or not he got ready to follow through with a low
roundkick aimed at her feet.
She saw his elbow going for her side,
and was only able to lighten the blow rather than block it
completely. The blow spun her around, and a kick took her up at
her feet, and spun her on her back onto the ground. Acting
quickly, she reached forward with her feet and managed to knock
him over too, carefully trying to launch him in a manner that
he'd land without getting hurt.
He had not expected
that sheīd be able to retaliate so well, so falling was
a surprice. Even so, he flipped himself backwards using the
momentum of the fall to catch himself with his hands well
enough so he could do a flip to land on his feet. When he
landed he quickly saw that Green had also gotten up. Instead of
attacking again, Alex brought his hands together and
bowed faintly, "Iīm impressed, yoeman." He said sincerely. He
then assumed a battle stance yet again.
She bowed back
at him. "My opponents usually are, Commander." She
quickly wiped a little hair back from her forhead, and then
took her stance as well. This time she waved Devlin forward.
He flashed a quick smile as she copied his insolent wave. His
attack was fast. He feigned a punch towards her, but just as
her block came up he alterned the attack and he dropped for yet
another roundkick to her feet. But this time he was ready for
any counter she might have.
She leaped over his kicking feet, not
letting that blow get her twice in a row. She flipped to get to
the other side of him and to buy her time and space to make her
next move. He turned and she ran and launched her body into the
air, her right foot leading, wondering if he could block this move...
Alex sidestepped her kick, and quickly made a move to use her own
momentum against her. He used one hand to hitting her leg so he
would have better access as his other hand came up quickly to
connect cleanly with her stoumach. Only as he hit did he
realize that it might have been just a little too hard. As she
was still in the air when he hit, she went down fairly hard.
landed with and "umph!", as it was the last of her breath to leave
her lungs for a long moment. She layed on the ground, looking
up to see Alex standing over her, only breifly before her sight
'Damn, Alex. Youīre supposed to have better control
than that,' Alex thought admonishingly. "Computer, end
program," he called out as he bent next to the yoeman. He
waited with calling for medical staff, and checked her
himself. Her eyes opened groggily as he shook her. He grinned
foolishly at her, "Sorry about that, ms. Green. I didnīt intend
to connect so roughly. Do you want me to call doctor Sullivan?"
It took her a moment to realize that someone was talking to her.
The words sounded watery, she opened her eyes and
watched the spots slowly dissapear, and saw Alex, looking a
little sheepish. Finally his words registered to her, as he
helped her to sit up. She felt the back of her head for the bump,
but couldn't find one. "Um... no. I think I'm okay..." She said
slowly. She stood up and began to tip to one side, dizzy and
slightly out of it. "Ah.. actually, maybe I'll go... and check
for... a concussion or something..."
Alex nodded, and helped her
be more stable. "That might be a good idea," he said calmly,
"Iīll help you over to sickbay. If nothing else than to
recieve a severe pasting from the doctor," he smiled faintly,
and helped her out from the holodeck.
Cmdr. Alex Devlin & Yeoman Sharron Green