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The transfer of the symbiont into the host Safine Ral was successful. I can do no more for the time being except keep watch and hope for the best for those involved. | The transfer of the symbiont into the host Safine Ral was successful. I can do no more for the time being except keep watch and hope for the best for those involved.}} | ||
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I’d heard that the Tholians were xenophobic and reclusive, and hate being lied to. The Romulan makeup itches like no other itching agent I’ve encountered. I also suspect something happened in Counselor Moonsong’s mind with the loss of the Community representatives and their abilities that may have awoken something in my genetic makeup. | I’d heard that the Tholians were xenophobic and reclusive, and hate being lied to. The Romulan makeup itches like no other itching agent I’ve encountered. I also suspect something happened in Counselor Moonsong’s mind with the loss of the Community representatives and their abilities that may have awoken something in my genetic makeup. | ||
She went with me and Lt. Commander [[Delano, Evan|Delano]] to an audience with the Tholians. Gallene is thus far the nicest Tholian I’ve met, and the only. Whether our coming clean about our purpose pays off remains to be seen... | She went with me and Lt. Commander [[Delano, Evan|Delano]] to an audience with the Tholians. Gallene is thus far the nicest Tholian I’ve met, and the only. Whether our coming clean about our purpose pays off remains to be seen...}} | ||
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|TITLE = Chief Medical Officer's Log, Supplemental (Stardate 239205.25) | |TITLE = Chief Medical Officer's Log, Supplemental (Stardate 239205.25) | ||
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We had a mixed string of luck yesterday with the different groups involved in this affair with some interesting results. I’ve made a discovery about the va Wreth that could affect our negotiations, and I am unaware thus far of any developments that Commander Rahman’s team may have uncovered. Only time will tell whether my discovery bears anything useful. For the moment, I’m back on my telepathic inhibitor. We’ll see how I hold up, and hopefully my insights in that manner won’t be needed. | We had a mixed string of luck yesterday with the different groups involved in this affair with some interesting results. I’ve made a discovery about the va Wreth that could affect our negotiations, and I am unaware thus far of any developments that Commander Rahman’s team may have uncovered. Only time will tell whether my discovery bears anything useful. For the moment, I’m back on my telepathic inhibitor. We’ll see how I hold up, and hopefully my insights in that manner won’t be needed.}} | ||
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Today’s been interesting. First it starts out with a meeting in the captain’s ready room. Then he tells me I’m to sit in the Big Chair. Call it a premonition of what’s to come, but didn’t I put on a teal collar this morning? Is it one of those chameleon collars that shifts to red when I’m not looking? Just going to roll with it, see what happens. And hope I don't screw this up. | Today’s been interesting. First it starts out with a meeting in the captain’s ready room. Then he tells me I’m to sit in the Big Chair. Call it a premonition of what’s to come, but didn’t I put on a teal collar this morning? Is it one of those chameleon collars that shifts to red when I’m not looking? Just going to roll with it, see what happens. And hope I don't screw this up.}} | ||
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|LOG = Another sickbay to adapt to, another office to decorate. For my first act as CMO of the Invicta I should see to the punishment of one of my officers. Hopefully [[Porchevska, Gabrielle|Gabi]] learned her lesson also I will prove worthy of my new rank. | |LOG = Another sickbay to adapt to, another office to decorate. For my first act as CMO of the Invicta I should see to the punishment of one of my officers. Hopefully [[Porchevska, Gabrielle|Gabi]] learned her lesson also I will prove worthy of my new rank. | ||
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|TITLE=First Officer's Log SD 239303.31 | |TITLE=First Officer's Log SD 239303.31 | ||
|LOG=I hate it when life repeats itself. <br><br />[[Safine Tan|Tan]] was doing her job when she got shot. When [[Alex Blair|Blair]] said that Tan was down, I felt sick. Like everything I was doing I'd done before. [[Alleran Tan]] went down in a turbolift after sustaining trauma, and I lost my first ''Garuda'' friend due to symbiont rejection. Instead of sending the body back to Trill, I kept it on ice because unjoined Trill hosts are hard to find. In this reality...I don't think there is a Starbase 118. No 118, no Alleran. I hope she makes it.<br><br />In other news, we got some new faces in medical. They seem to know their jobs, and make me miss my days of being in teal. We got another new face too, in red: one Alex Blair. What the heck was he doing on that shuttle anyway? I can ask those questions once the world stops throwing curve balls at us, I guess. <br><br />The crew of the ''[[USS Triumphant (alternate)|Triumphant]]'' has been challenged in ways I did not think possible before. Things we'd done away with centuries ago. like rationing pain medication, were made a reality aboard their ship. Now they are here, aboard our ship, because their own was shot out from under them by one of their own.<br><br />I miss my family: [[Raissa Moonsong|Ris]], [[Sal Taybrim|Sal]], [[Devlin]]. Will we go home soon?<br><br />End log. | |LOG=I hate it when life repeats itself. <br><br />[[Safine Tan|Tan]] was doing her job when she got shot. When [[Alex Blair|Blair]] said that Tan was down, I felt sick. Like everything I was doing I'd done before. [[Alleran Tan]] went down in a turbolift after sustaining trauma, and I lost my first ''Garuda'' friend due to symbiont rejection. Instead of sending the body back to Trill, I kept it on ice because unjoined Trill hosts are hard to find. In this reality...I don't think there is a Starbase 118. No 118, no Alleran. I hope she makes it.<br><br />In other news, we got some new faces in medical. They seem to know their jobs, and make me miss my days of being in teal. We got another new face too, in red: one Alex Blair. What the heck was he doing on that shuttle anyway? I can ask those questions once the world stops throwing curve balls at us, I guess. <br><br />The crew of the ''[[USS Triumphant (alternate)|Triumphant]]'' has been challenged in ways I did not think possible before. Things we'd done away with centuries ago. like rationing pain medication, were made a reality aboard their ship. Now they are here, aboard our ship, because their own was shot out from under them by one of their own.<br><br />I miss my family: [[Raissa Moonsong|Ris]], [[Sal Taybrim|Sal]], [[Devlin]]. Will we go home soon?<br><br />End log.}} | ||
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I miss [[Devlin]], [[Sal Taybrim|Sal]], and [[Raissa Moonsong|Ris]]. Even [[Carter Greyson|Carter]]. Murphy needs to take a lesson in happy endings from Shakespeare or Disney. I just want to go home. | I miss [[Devlin]], [[Sal Taybrim|Sal]], and [[Raissa Moonsong|Ris]]. Even [[Carter Greyson|Carter]]. Murphy needs to take a lesson in happy endings from Shakespeare or Disney. I just want to go home. | ||
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|TITLE = Personal Log, Stardate 239401.01 | |TITLE = Personal Log, Stardate 239401.01 | ||
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Only fitting that on the new year I make a statement... Brief interaction with Dr. Uzoamaka produced a couple unexpected revelations. Namely, Stripey’s a helpful nuisance despite his damn annoyingly smarter-than-me moments and the fact that I don’t actually hate counselors -- they just invoke anger because logic and feeling don’t match. | Only fitting that on the new year I make a statement... Brief interaction with Dr. Uzoamaka produced a couple unexpected revelations. Namely, Stripey’s a helpful nuisance despite his damn annoyingly smarter-than-me moments and the fact that I don’t actually hate counselors -- they just invoke anger because logic and feeling don’t match. | ||
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Today consisted of a conversation with another Dokkaran who wasn’t Azin to discuss my unique abilities. Such an awakening, which is the name I’ve given it, is physiologically impossible. Bad meld or not. So, the third factor will remain a mystery and I’m the first human in the history of their kind to have this happen. | Today consisted of a conversation with another Dokkaran who wasn’t Azin to discuss my unique abilities. Such an awakening, which is the name I’ve given it, is physiologically impossible. Bad meld or not. So, the third factor will remain a mystery and I’m the first human in the history of their kind to have this happen. | ||
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On an irrelevant side note, I don't write my logs with an accent. | On an irrelevant side note, I don't write my logs with an accent. | ||
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I found a rock. Not the emotional type rock that Alex seems to be, but a smooth, black one I can shove into my pocket and anchor to. I've told Alex some more of my secrets from my colorful past, I've tried to make up for the lost sleep over the purple heart, and I am learning that crowds are not my friend. Maybe I'll get better, one day. | I found a rock. Not the emotional type rock that Alex seems to be, but a smooth, black one I can shove into my pocket and anchor to. I've told Alex some more of my secrets from my colorful past, I've tried to make up for the lost sleep over the purple heart, and I am learning that crowds are not my friend. Maybe I'll get better, one day. | ||
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|TITLE = Chief Medical Officer's Log, SD 239403.14 | |||
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Start to finish: twelve hours. <br /> | |||
Times resuscitated: four.<br /> | |||
Lives saved: one. <br /> | |||
Fleet Captain Quinn Reynolds is stable. I've worked a share of miracles in my time, but this one tops it all. I pushed aside all negative thoughts to focus on the moment and the task. I ensured her survival on my watch. Some people will call me a miracle worker. Others will call me by my rank. I'll just settle for being called "doctor." | |||
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Assistant Chief Medical Officer’s Log, Stardate 239109.22 Following a mission in the Menthar Corridor, Lt. Commander Alleran Tan collapsed in one of the turbolifts. He is experiencing a case of symbiotic rejection that I do not have any experience with this operation. I have read over reports of previous medical officers, Dr. Crusher and Dr. Bashier, in an effort to understand the procedure. What has me worried is that my Trill specialist, 1st Lieutenant Kesaan, is on the Columbia and is thus unable to help me. I have alerted Starfleet, and the Trill Symbiosis Committee, and XO and CO of my vessel. May I have the strength to not screw this up. |
Acting Chief Medical Officer’s Log, Stardate 239110.05 The transfer of the symbiont into the host Safine Ral was successful. I can do no more for the time being except keep watch and hope for the best for those involved. |
2392
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Supplemental (Stardate 239205.13) I’d heard that the Tholians were xenophobic and reclusive, and hate being lied to. The Romulan makeup itches like no other itching agent I’ve encountered. I also suspect something happened in Counselor Moonsong’s mind with the loss of the Community representatives and their abilities that may have awoken something in my genetic makeup. She went with me and Lt. Commander Delano to an audience with the Tholians. Gallene is thus far the nicest Tholian I’ve met, and the only. Whether our coming clean about our purpose pays off remains to be seen... |
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Supplemental (Stardate 239205.25) We had a mixed string of luck yesterday with the different groups involved in this affair with some interesting results. I’ve made a discovery about the va Wreth that could affect our negotiations, and I am unaware thus far of any developments that Commander Rahman’s team may have uncovered. Only time will tell whether my discovery bears anything useful. For the moment, I’m back on my telepathic inhibitor. We’ll see how I hold up, and hopefully my insights in that manner won’t be needed. |
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Supplemental Stardate 239206.01 Today’s been interesting. First it starts out with a meeting in the captain’s ready room. Then he tells me I’m to sit in the Big Chair. Call it a premonition of what’s to come, but didn’t I put on a teal collar this morning? Is it one of those chameleon collars that shifts to red when I’m not looking? Just going to roll with it, see what happens. And hope I don't screw this up. |
Chief Medical Officer's Log, Stardate 239206.28 Another sickbay to adapt to, another office to decorate. For my first act as CMO of the Invicta I should see to the punishment of one of my officers. Hopefully Gabi learned her lesson also I will prove worthy of my new rank. |
2393
First Officer's Log SD 239302.12 I don't know how to explain what happened. We were investigating the nebula NGC 201502. Something pulled us through into an alternate universe where the Dominion has won. We're trapped here, they've been rationing pain medication and we haven't found any way to get home. This Selamderen fellow offered to guide me. If it means what I think it does, then maybe I can get my gift under control. Anything to fix what I did to it on the Columbia. I'll get my gift under control, and we'll get back home to our reality where we belong. I hope. |
First Officer's Log SD 239303.31 I hate it when life repeats itself. |
Personal Log SD Unknown The longer we stay here, the longer the crew around me loses hope. I try to lighten the mood, but my efforts are in vain. Even Commander Blair barely laughs these days. Our once mighty chancellor is falling apart, three systems at a time. I recognize him now as a battle-weary and desperate wariorr willing to perform the Hegh'bat ritual. We've got a block of Swiss cheese to attack with, and we're trying to bite the mouse called DSX in order to obtain a cloaking device which...might not help us get home. If we can somehow manage to re-open a fissure in this reality by attacking the station...just maybe....it can get us home. Stripey thinks the attack could either spell success or death in any language I like. I disagree with him -- there is only success. We all die eventually, but it will not be this day. Murphy's Law states: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
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2394
Personal Log, Stardate 239401.01 Computer, begin recording. Only fitting that on the new year I make a statement... Brief interaction with Dr. Uzoamaka produced a couple unexpected revelations. Namely, Stripey’s a helpful nuisance despite his damn annoyingly smarter-than-me moments and the fact that I don’t actually hate counselors -- they just invoke anger because logic and feeling don’t match. End log. |
Personal Log, Stardate 239401.04 Computer, begin recording. Today consisted of a conversation with another Dokkaran who wasn’t Azin to discuss my unique abilities. Such an awakening, which is the name I’ve given it, is physiologically impossible. Bad meld or not. So, the third factor will remain a mystery and I’m the first human in the history of their kind to have this happen. End recording. |
Personal log, Stardate 239401.22 What the hell am I doing? One Purple Heart is a freak accident and some may consider it honorable. Two shouldn't happen to anyone, let alone me. Three, I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy... Going to talk to Dr. Uzoamaka will be interesting, as this will undoubtedly come up given how disturbed I am about it. Hell, I wouldn't blame her for asking the captain not to put me on an away mission again... On an irrelevant side note, I don't write my logs with an accent. End log. |
Personal Log, SD 239402.06 I found a rock. Not the emotional type rock that Alex seems to be, but a smooth, black one I can shove into my pocket and anchor to. I've told Alex some more of my secrets from my colorful past, I've tried to make up for the lost sleep over the purple heart, and I am learning that crowds are not my friend. Maybe I'll get better, one day. End log.
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Chief Medical Officer's Log, SD 239403.14 Start to finish: twelve hours. Fleet Captain Quinn Reynolds is stable. I've worked a share of miracles in my time, but this one tops it all. I pushed aside all negative thoughts to focus on the moment and the task. I ensured her survival on my watch. Some people will call me a miracle worker. Others will call me by my rank. I'll just settle for being called "doctor." End log. |