ILLUMINARRPG: (4, 1300) CO Captain Sekal & FO Commander Sienna Verin

[Mel]

Mission: Exogenesis

Day: 4

Stardate: 2446.06.04


(USS Illuminar - ISO Room -  Holodeck 1 -  CO Captain Sekal & FO Commander
Sienna Verin  - 1300)

Stepping up to the glassed in ISO room, Sienna looked at the Captain
critically. She was worried about him. She activated the privacy partition,
blanking out the walls and producing white noise so that they would not be
overheard.

“Hey.”  Sienna smiled behind the hood, putting the emotional tone into her
voice - she loved this man as family.  “We’ve recovered both of the
shuttles, and Mr. Bohb and Mr William are working on the decontamination.
I’d feel safer blowing the shuttles, but we don’t have any extra spares.”
Sekal would know Sienna well enough to know that something beyond just this
situation was bothering her.

The Vulcan had been walking toward the viewing partition and stopped just
short of it as she spoke. "Commander Verin I see no reason to destroy
valuable equipment that may be readily decontaminated." Both eyebrows rose
then fell as he regarded her. "Which you could have commed me about. What
is it that brought you here number one?"

She sighed, and spoke quietly, “I was hallucinating on the Bridge.  I
didn’t register that the Ixtal had self destructed. I was busy issuing
orders to quarantine the ship. It  wasn’t until Miss Winters told me that I
had to concentrate and I was able to see the Ixtal being fuzzy, like I was
seeing multiple parallel universes.”  Only to T’Mur and Sekal could she
admit this.  It was bad enough she had an episode on the Bridge. Would
Sekal forbid her from the bridge? This wasn’t a good time for that.  “I
don’t believe it’s whatever this sickness is. I believe that it’s related
to when Luma pulled me from the Rhyne. It’s not the first time that I’ve
seen something fuzzily. It hadn’t happened noticeably until I was on the
Bridge.”

"Possibly…" he mused, "...and it could be exacerbated by local conditions.
While on the Ixtal I was momentarily overcome by an emotional storm that
seemed to hang over the ship. I cannot say for certain but there may be
some lingering echo from the crew's demise which could affect a telepath,
even at distance depending on their sensitivity."

Sienna nodded, “T’Mur shared the experiences with me once we were close
enough to do so. When she was on the Ixtal, it was like there was a
telepathic  static between us. The distance should not have been enough to
block our bond. Luma is having issues as well. She’s being exceptionally
quiet and I get the impression she is concerned. Perhaps she will tell her
beloved baby brother?”

Did he just roll his eyes? Do Vulcans roll their eyes? At any rate he had
turned his head away for an instant. “I have not heard from Luma as of yet.”

“I had an idea. We have a number of labs that are not being used, or are
being minimally used. The biochemistry lab on deck 6 was designed for
isolation of toxins. It’s completely isolated from the rest of the ship.  I
would like to have Luma send you, T’Mur, maybe Quinna, the science
officers  and perhaps  Doctor Kyllee  as well. I  know that sickbay is
supposed to be isolated but after reviewing the plans I think that this
would be a safer solution. Although, Doctor Vanderstein believes that she
will get in trouble for letting me in here to speak with you. I pulled rank
on her, it was not her fault.”  She was so frustrated.

He turned his head slightly from her, it was not a gesture he used often
and lacked context. "Noted. Have the results from the scans I took on the
bridge been analyzed yet?"

“Not yet.  I have not even had time to call Starfleet and report in.”  She
sighed. “Obviously there are some people who would rather stay in their
room instead of working in the biochem lab.  If not already exposed,
working around the others might spread it.  But I have a bad feeling,
Sekal. I think that you are onto something about the area. I think we
should move out of the system and put some distance between us and that
planet. I know that is against Starfleet protocol. But if the worst
happens, and your Father has to come and evacuate Luma from the ship, I
don’t want him to have to come into this system.”  Sienna was indeed
afraid, but she was calmly talking about the death of the entire ship.

“Move us just outside the system, our orders have been fulfilled concerning
the Ixtal and the mining expedition and we can monitor attempted incursions
until ordered away.”

Sienna looked worried in the hood, “I know that asking a Vulcan how he is
feeling is a ridiculous question, but.. Let me know when you run that
internal vulcan diagnostic thing you guys do.  Please?”  She looked afraid.

He shrugged which caused a slight wince. “Physically I am having no issue
other than a stiffening of certain  joints.”

Her tone changed from personal back to professional, “Any other orders?
Anything in particular you want  me to tell Starfleet?”

“I would report that a full atmospheric survey needs to be conducted on the
planet before attempting any mining operations. It is possible that the
Tellarite ship imported the contagion but equally likely that they
encountered it here and at this early stage we have no remedy for it.”

“I’ll do so. Think about the biohazard lab and my idea. I know we have some
brilliant scientists aboard, but they aren’t you.”

“I see no reason to delay the decision. Have the lab prepared and set up
the transfer of personnel. It will be a more efficient use of our time than
merely waiting within the holodeck.”

“Got it. Give me two hours to get it set up. Luma can handle the
transporters. Teleportation is one of her favorite ship abilities after
all. I am going to go say hello to T’Mur. I don’t think that Dr.
Vanderstein is going to let me back in this close to see you. I’m going to
go through the extended decontamination protocols before going back into
the ship.”  She tried to smile and sound cheerful, but this was frightening
for the young woman.  And she was so tired.

An eyebrow had cocked at her mention of Luma’s delight with one of the
ships systems. “Affirmative, I will be considering permutations while
waiting. My primary specialities are in engineering but I am conversant
with biochemistry to some extent.”

“We'll figure it out.  Good luck, Sekal. Captain.”  She waited a moment to
be dismissed.

“Luck Commander?” He gave her a puzzled look. “There is no concept
analogous to luck in the Vulcan culture. Random events may be forseen and
compensated for by the application of scientific principles.” He gave a
nod. “I will leave you to carry out your orders.” Having said so he turned
and walked away.

Sy watched him a moment before turning the privacy setting off, and making
her way over to T’Mur with a bright smile that could almost be felt behind
the hood.

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