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Fallen Angels

Posted on Sun Feb 20th, 2011 @ 9:13pm by Lieutenant Commander Soraya Delrisa

Mission: Flawed. Season 2, Episode 3

Slowly, deliberately Romano moved across the almost completely deserted Promenade, his ashen color and aching nothing more than an irritant in comparison to the situation that was now falling across the station like a blanket, smothering the life from all corners.
The large doors parted as he approached allowing the sickening smell from the Infirmary to drift past him making his nausea just that bit worse.
"Doctor, can I see you for a moment?"

Soraya looked up from her patient as the Captain walked slowly through the doors.

"Gelrin, help the Captain to bed 4 please," she said to a nearby nurse. She handed the venal flush to an assistant and went over to help Captain Romano lay down. She had the computer run a full scan.

"So Captain, how can we help you today?" she said, trying to sound chipper.

"I feel like crap Doc!", was all he could muster as the energy seemed to leave his legs in one flush movement crumpling him to the ground. his skin had started to get clammy yet the temperature in the room felt almost freezing. "Could you turn up the temperature Doc".

"You're feeling cold, Captain?" Soraya asked as she watched the scan results on the vidscreen. "Is your mouth dry?"

"Like cotton mouth", he hadn't noticed until that moment. "Just give me a shot Doctor, I need to get to ops!"
His eyes were almost pleading he he looked intently at the Doctor knowing full well that he couldn't afford to be confined to the Infirmary and that she couldn't afford the bed space. The question now would be which would win out. Her need to heal or her need for bed space.

"Ops? Most of your officers are here, Captain," Soraya said. "The good news is that you won't have to be here too long, the bad news is that you will have to get a series of 3 shots, 20 minutes apart. So get comfy," she said, suppressing a yawn. "Larosan virus. We can't give you all three shots at once or it can devastate your nervous system, and unfortunately, you'll still feel bad for a day or two. But you will be fine. I'm guessing you haven't eaten today?"

"I couldn't stomach anything..." it was this moment he spotted Commander Ulonova and Lam lying like cadavers on two bio beds in the main surgical bay of the infirmary. He started across to them, propping himself on the door frame. "What the hell happened to you?"

Leanne lifted her head up slightly from the bed and turned towards her CO. "I was heading down here, and caught the wrong end of an explosion." Her breathing was labored, she grabbed a hypo and administered a shot to her self. "Don't tell the doctor I just did that." Her breathing stabilized a little and she could face him better. "Then the mob came, they were kicking, and ripping... they were crazed..."

So it had started, quietly but had taken its toll on everyone that held sway over the outcome.
"Leanne, can you help Soraya once your fit enough... We need to find some form of solution!"
His eyes shot between the two women that held the fate of the souls on the station in their hands. Next his gaze fell to Lam.

Stirring in the corner Lam was clearly sweating and was still unconscious, the fever that burned in her veins causing as of yet untold damage to her internal organs, no there was a battle going on here and it wasn't just between the Doctors and the disease.


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