Strapped Up and Walking Free

Posted on Sun Oct 18th, 2015 @ 2:11pm by Captain Enalia Telvan & Commander Angelica Fairchild & Lieutenant Commander Ethan Chaparral MD & Lieutenant Daln Hadren & Lieutenant Dylan Santiago

Mission: Where Angels Fear to Tread
Location: Ancient Derelict
Timeline: After Arrival at Binary Neutron Stars

The away team had all met in transporter room 7 and started donning their EV suits. Thankfully they had a full complement of fully adjustable solar EV suits on hand since not everyone had had a custom suit made. Stripping her outer uniform off, Enalia folded it up and put it into her EV suit locker before pulling the lower half of the suit out and climbing into it. She had no shame at all, changing in front of everyone to reveal her grey and purple tinted Starfleet regulation undergarments.

Hadren arrived at the transporter room just before the other security personnel. "Good to see you, Hernandes." The half-Betazoid Latina nodded in return. Daln went into the men's changing room and stripped his uniform and began putting on his EV suit. He hated the things, but they were necessary at times. After he was suited up, he went to the armory in the transporter room and took a phase rifle, a type II hand phaser, and a tricorder.

He closed the door just as Hernandes came out of the changing area in her own EV suit and headed over to the small armory.

"Don't worry, Chefe," said the Latina. "Tito will be fine."

Hadren smiled. "I had no doubt."

Ethan entered the changing area, quickly removing his clothing and putting on the EV suit. His expression was still neutral, or as neutral as he could make it, knowing there would be hell to pay with Dylan once they returned to the ship. But his curiosity was piqued which meant he was willing to put with both that knowledge as well as the confines of the suit he was putting on.

Without a word, Dylan entered the room and began to put on the EV suit, glancing over at Ethan from time to time as he changed then kitted his suit out with weapons and tricorder.

Sealing her helmet, Enalia stepped up onto the transporter pad and waited for everyone else to finish.

Ethan looked over at Dylan, giving him the look which meant don't try to control/babysit me, I'm a big boy and hoped his future husband would catch its meaning and comply.

Fully aware of that look, Dylan simply sighed as he stood up on the transporter pad, fully decked out in his suit, giving the Captain a nod to indicate he was ready.

Daln noticed the looked and thoughts between Santiago and Chapparal. If those two put the others in jeopardy because of a lovers' spat, he'd have them in the brig as chew toys for Bart. He stepped up onto the pad along with Hernandes. If Tito didn't hurry up, they'd have to leave him behind.

Alyanna looked at Daln. How long do we wait, Chefe? Her impatience was clear as was Daln's frustration when he answered.

Only as long as the captain is willing to, he responded.

"I'm done waiting. Energize." Enalia said, motioning to the transporter officer. After a moment, the transport shimmer swallowed them, moving them into a massive, vaulted room made of some pale white stone-like metal. There were some consoles along a couple of the walls and a doorway that were at least 50 feet tall. Pulling out her tricorder, Enalia started scanning. These were indeed consoles... and there was something like a chair in front of one but built for a being that was much taller than the visitors. "Doctor, have you ever heard of an ancient race of forty foot tall sentients?"

Ethan looked around what had to be the Bridge, a look of incredulity etched on his face, "Not even in legends, "he responded, "though there should be some mention of it in the history banks of the computer. "

"Let's hope they still work then." Enalia replied, making her way towards one of the central consoles with a dome like device in the middle of it. "And that we can activate... and reach... any controls."

"Oh come on...surely you all know your fairy tales?" Dylan chimed in, "Giants are littered all over those things...maybe they had some basis in reality?" he suggested as he wandered around.

"I guess that's true, "Ethan admitted, but I've never heard of giants this big before. But then again my parents weren't too big, no pun intended, on fairy tales."

"Anything is possible, it would seem." Enalia said as she deactivated her mag-boots and floated to the top of one of the consoles, tricorder scanning away. "I'm guessing this is a data retrieval console. Let's see if they left a final message." Tapping her tricorder a few more times, the console began to glow dimly and the wall opposite the doorway flashed slightly, a few images shimmering to life on it. It was hard to make out but it seemed to show a green tinted alien with a bulbous head and tentacles coming from it's face. there was sadly no sound but Enalia could only assume he was talking.

"Not sure I want to come into contact with one of them." Dylan commented as he watched the image, "Why is there no sound...is it damaged?"

"No air. I think I found the sound data and I'm trying to route the feed through the universal translator into our suits." Still fiddling with her tricorder, Enalia finally got some sort of sound to play as a millions of years old sound finally crackled to life in the away team's suits. It was choppy at best but three things were clear as the garbled speech came through. "Danger... energy... threat to all life..." It was a relatively short message and those words seemed to repeat with the rest of the garbled message every minute.

"Maybe I should check out their sickbay, " Ethan said, "maybe that will hold some clues. Is there a way to access its location?"

"If we can get the doors to open, with the size of this ship, it might take a week to get to it. See if you can find out something from the terminals in this room first and we'll move on." Enalia replied, still fiddling with her tricorder.

Ethan was decent with systems and computers, but he was after all a doctor, not an engineer. Still he examined the terminal in front of him, to see what he could make out.

Daln was scanning the area, searching for any signs of life that were not attached to a combadge. "I'm not picking up any lifesigns besides ours. Hernandes, can you confirm?"

Hernandes had a phaser in one hand and tricorder in the other. "Same thing, Chefe. Not even rodents."

"He mentioned the word energy." Dylan commented, "Is anyone picking up any signatures or radiation?" he asked, checking his own tricorder.

"Over here," Alyanna said. "Low levels of gamma radiation, nothing too harmful. We're fine in our suits. Chefe, can you read anything over there?"

Daln was a good ways from where Hernandes was, checking his own tricorder. "It barely even registers over here. I don't think it will be a problem, but it would be if we didn't have our suits on. Or am I wrong, Doc?"

Just then an arc of electricity jumped from the console to Enalia's suit, knocking her unconscious. At the same time, the image on the wall flickered and died, presumably having lost the very last of its power after millions of years of waiting.

Daln ran forward and turned her over. "Doctor!" he yelled over the comm. "Chaparral, get your cock loving ass over here!"

Ethan was becoming frustrated as he tried to decipher the rather complex console in front of him. The language was one that he didn't recognize, when he heard someone call his name. Well sort of call his name and being referred to in such a fashion, it could only be one person.

He would have been more than a little pissed at Daln for talking to him in such manner, but he could hear the urgency in his voice. So he left what he was doing and rushed over. Seeing the Captain laying prone, he immediately pulled out his tricorder and scanned her body to determine what had happened.

Daln glared at the doctor. "What were you doing, taking a water break?"

Ethan looked at the other man as if he had grown a second head, "No, " he said as evenly as he could manage. I was doing the task that the Captain assigned to me. I was doing my job. Now, back away and let me tend to the Captain."

Ethan, could have said more, but decided not to push the issue, then. Later he would have a lengthy discussion with the junior officer. But the Captain's life was more important than some petty bickering.

He breathed out a sigh of relief as the he scanned the readings from the tricorder. Enalia had been knocked for a loop and there was an unusual and unknown residual energy signature still coursing through her body. She would more than likely be sore as hell for a few days as the energy source, whatever it was had stimulated her nerve endings.

Using one of the ports around the neck of the EVA suit he gave her a mild analgesic. It wouldn't deaden all the pain, she'd probably fell like she was walking on pins and needles like when a limb went to sleep, but she'd at least be able to manage the pain.

He adjusted the oxygen, bringing it up to thirty-five percent and gently shook her.

Daln backed off, ready to tear into the doctor despite the man being a higher rank. He was also here as a medic, and he had initially ignored the first injury. He knew what Ethan was probably thinking. Insubordination. Daln's job was to protect the away team and having the doctor worrying more about his lover than his actual job is detrimental to Daln's job. Still, if he was to be punished for it, so be it. He was waiting for further orders since the commander of the away team had been knocked out.

Enalia roused slightly, reaching for her helmet. She hurt like hell and was pretty disoriented as she tried to reach through the face of her EV suit in an attempt to rub at her eyes. For some reason, everything seemed to be coated in fluorescent, swirling colors. "What... Where..."

"Easy, there," Ethan said, he placed a hand gently on her shoulder, "you took quite the little jolt there, good thing you were wearing an EVA suit. It probably saved your life."

"Wonderful. Let's pack up the data we have and let the computer analyze it back on the ship then. I suppose you'll want me in sickbay, Doctor?" Enalia replied, still rather woozy and seeing colors.

"Yes ma'am I do, and I'm afraid I must insist. You're in no shape to command right now."

"I'm forced to agree. Can I at least have my quarters rather than an extended sickbay visit?" Enalia didn't much like the sterile environment of sickbay, but she'd at least defer to Ethan's judgement.

"Assuming that everything checks out and there's nothing major, then by all means. You tend to heal faster at home. My only stipulation is that you don't do anything too strenuous."

"I suppose that includes my yoga." Enalia replied. "Hera, beam us straight to the isolation ward in sickbay at your earliest convenience please."

After a moment, the team shimmered and vanished, reappearing in a sterile and open room in sickbay, each wall fitted with level 10 forcefields. Unsealing her suit, Enalia sat down on one of the biobeds. "Up to you doc."

"Well, my preliminary examination showed some second degree burns as well as some muscle strain. You're going to be pretty sore, especially your right arm and side for a few days. I can give you some muscle relaxant if you want but that's going to limit your capacity to move. I'd want to keep you in sickbay for ten to twelve hours, but after that I'd let you retire to your quarters.

I'd like to run a more precise scan now to make sure my original findings are correct."

Laying back on the biobed, Enalia didn't even bother trying to remove her EV suit first. "Just make sure we're all clean before any of us leaves."

"That goes without sayin."He flipped a switch and the sensors on the bio bed, began an intense scan of the Captain.

A worried frown appeared on Ethan's face as he read the results. He ran the scan a second time and the frown grew. "This is not good," he said at last, "you've got some residual energy from the attack and it's scrambling your neurons. Nothing to be too concerned about now, you're not going to be growing a second head or changing your gender, but it could be troublesome if it doesn't go away."

"Let's hope it does then. While the colors are pretty, It's starting to give me a headache." Enalia replied. "Am I the only one that got hit?"

"No, you're the only one." Ethan replied.

"That's good to hear at least." Enalia replied, resting her head back and closing her eyes.