03-31-2025, 01:52 PM
With the last of the injured suitably treated, Aeryn took a minute to pack away everything that she had used in the medkit while making a mental note to restock them at the next available opportunity. A task to deal with once the ship wasn't dealing with a Klingon freighter or inside a nebula. Better yet, she could also speak to one of the medical teams to ensure it was done correctly while hoping that she wouldn't need to use them again during this particular mission. Cuts, bruises, minor fractures, etc. she could handle, but anything more serious than that, then she would call for assistance or a beam out.
For now, the minor crisis had been dealt with, leaving Aeryn and her team to return to their duties. For the CSO, that meant going back to monitoring the probes and keeping an eye on the nebula itself. If that also involved looking at the freighter, then so be it, because while she didn't have anyone over there, she still cared about those who were dealing with the Klingons.
She had known Klingons in the past during previous assignments, but this was the first time she had come up against them in this manner, and perhaps she hadn't truly left her security background behind. Sitting back down in front of the console minus the coffee this time, Aeryn concentrated on what she might have missed while dealing with the aftermath of Artemis being shaken about like a toy. From what she could gather, it had been caused by plasma venting from the q'oh, not to mention how the freighter was now drifting away. She didn't envy Tactical dealing with trying to bring it back under control, before the CSO decided to check on Lucy properly this time, especially with the constant shifting of the situation.
[Miller to Devereaux, report in, anything we can assist with?]
Message sent, Aeryn sat back and awaited a response.
For now, the minor crisis had been dealt with, leaving Aeryn and her team to return to their duties. For the CSO, that meant going back to monitoring the probes and keeping an eye on the nebula itself. If that also involved looking at the freighter, then so be it, because while she didn't have anyone over there, she still cared about those who were dealing with the Klingons.
She had known Klingons in the past during previous assignments, but this was the first time she had come up against them in this manner, and perhaps she hadn't truly left her security background behind. Sitting back down in front of the console minus the coffee this time, Aeryn concentrated on what she might have missed while dealing with the aftermath of Artemis being shaken about like a toy. From what she could gather, it had been caused by plasma venting from the q'oh, not to mention how the freighter was now drifting away. She didn't envy Tactical dealing with trying to bring it back under control, before the CSO decided to check on Lucy properly this time, especially with the constant shifting of the situation.
[Miller to Devereaux, report in, anything we can assist with?]
Message sent, Aeryn sat back and awaited a response.