08-14-2025, 07:16 AM
As the ship began to lurch, Cassidy wrapped his heavy arms around Papaver, hoping to protect her from another concussion.
This is going to hurt a lot, he thought. His burned skin had barely just regenerated. He must have lost consciousness after that.
Cassidy eased himself up to a standing position, bracing himself on the edge of the biobed. He was still in a sickbay of some ship, but it certainly wasn’t his. This sickbay was several years out of date, and it looked like it was set up for combat triage. Had they been transported onto a battlefield?
“Doctor Cassidy, is that you?” A Klingon woman demanded. At least she was wearing a Starfleet uniform.
His body felt lighter and warmer than usual. At least he wasn’t in as much pain as he’d expected.
“Who’s asking?” He replied suspiciously. His voice sounded wrong. A sinking feeling began to settle in his stomach.
“Computer, display the occupants of this sickbay,” Cassidy barked. A nearby terminal confirmed his fears: he and Papaver had somehow gone back in time and taken the place of the original Yeager’s crew members. That explained the odd feeling — his body was now one-hundred percent organic Bolian.
“Papaver, we’re too late. The entire crew is likely suffering the effects of chroniton exposure. Even worse, I think we’re in the middle of the Dominion War. If we don’t figure something out soon, this sickbay is going to fill up fast.”
Cassidy tapped the terminal on the wall and began to run simulations, following the steps that Jadaris had outlined.
== Tag Papaver
GM Input: Is Cassidy able to make progress on developing a treatment to counteract the chroniton charge that the ship has absorbed? ==
This is going to hurt a lot, he thought. His burned skin had barely just regenerated. He must have lost consciousness after that.
Cassidy eased himself up to a standing position, bracing himself on the edge of the biobed. He was still in a sickbay of some ship, but it certainly wasn’t his. This sickbay was several years out of date, and it looked like it was set up for combat triage. Had they been transported onto a battlefield?
“Doctor Cassidy, is that you?” A Klingon woman demanded. At least she was wearing a Starfleet uniform.
His body felt lighter and warmer than usual. At least he wasn’t in as much pain as he’d expected.
“Who’s asking?” He replied suspiciously. His voice sounded wrong. A sinking feeling began to settle in his stomach.
“Computer, display the occupants of this sickbay,” Cassidy barked. A nearby terminal confirmed his fears: he and Papaver had somehow gone back in time and taken the place of the original Yeager’s crew members. That explained the odd feeling — his body was now one-hundred percent organic Bolian.
“Papaver, we’re too late. The entire crew is likely suffering the effects of chroniton exposure. Even worse, I think we’re in the middle of the Dominion War. If we don’t figure something out soon, this sickbay is going to fill up fast.”
Cassidy tapped the terminal on the wall and began to run simulations, following the steps that Jadaris had outlined.
== Tag Papaver
GM Input: Is Cassidy able to make progress on developing a treatment to counteract the chroniton charge that the ship has absorbed? ==