09-07-2025, 07:10 PM
Robin's combadge chirped.
[Doctor Miller to Commander Mayfair. Sorry, but there's really not much to report. The Cardassians are all genetically modified, but not at any extreme level. Enhanced hearing, immunity to poisons, quick healing, it's like they took the Vorta enhancements created by the Founders and plugged them into the Cardassians. The Klingons are normal, though there's a bit of inbreeding. We haven't been able to find anything more. Looks like this was a dead end.]
The CMO nodded reflexively even though Miller and Maguire couldn't see it.
And that's an official dead end.
She responded to the message. "Thanks, Doctor. And thanks to you, Lieutenant Maguire. Sorry to have wasted your time. Would you let your department head know? I'll contact the Bridge."
Not sure what I expected. Maybe that we'd stumbled upon a secret Klingon genetic engineering facility to make Augment Cardassians... which is exactly as dumb as it sounds now that I think about it. Like something out of a holovid. Probably just wanted tougher slaves or something like that.
She was about to hit her badge again when a message came through.
[Calleja to Mayfair. You fancy that away mission after all? We’re goin’ down to that facility we detected and I could use you to help make sense of what we find. Leavin’ from the shuttle bay ASAP. Definitely bring your medkit too please, given our record for takin’ hits.]
There was a moment's hesitation.
I was expecting that. I'm still pissed off at her, but it'll have to wait. Better grab my armor, too.
The CMO was determined to remain professional. Her beef with the Chief of Security was a matter for after the mission, and Mara was right. She was going to be needed. And the truth was that she wanted to go, even knowing how pear-shaped their last few missions had gone. There was a mystery brewing, and she wasn't going to sit around in Sickbay waiting for scans. She tapped her badge.
"Mayfair to Calleja. On my way. See you there."
The CMO went into her office and opened a cabinet, taking down her custom medkit and a larger case. The medkit was custom, one she'd fiddled with until it met her personal preferences. All of the usual contents, plus a top-of-the-line medical tricorder, extra treatments for radiation, burns, and bleeding wounds. Plenty of painkillers, since Calleja had been right and the Security teams tended to take a lot of hits. And old-fashioned flashlights, scissors, and low-tech items.
The other case contained her custom combat armor. On the Kazon station Robin had been forced to wear standard security armor. It had barely fit her tiny frame, was cumbersome, and hindered her movements. This set was something she'd had custom made afterwards. It was lighter, built for movement, and fit perfectly. The helmet had built-in sound dampening to stop extreme noise from deafening her enhanced hearing. The nurse didn't put it on; Calleja hadn't said they were going in armored, but it was better safe than sorry and she'd wear it if it was necessary.
She stepped out of her office and found Beka. "Looks like they're headed to the facility. You're in charge until I get back. Try not to disintegrate anyone unless you really have to."
>> Shuttlebay >>
[Doctor Miller to Commander Mayfair. Sorry, but there's really not much to report. The Cardassians are all genetically modified, but not at any extreme level. Enhanced hearing, immunity to poisons, quick healing, it's like they took the Vorta enhancements created by the Founders and plugged them into the Cardassians. The Klingons are normal, though there's a bit of inbreeding. We haven't been able to find anything more. Looks like this was a dead end.]
The CMO nodded reflexively even though Miller and Maguire couldn't see it.
And that's an official dead end.
She responded to the message. "Thanks, Doctor. And thanks to you, Lieutenant Maguire. Sorry to have wasted your time. Would you let your department head know? I'll contact the Bridge."
Not sure what I expected. Maybe that we'd stumbled upon a secret Klingon genetic engineering facility to make Augment Cardassians... which is exactly as dumb as it sounds now that I think about it. Like something out of a holovid. Probably just wanted tougher slaves or something like that.
She was about to hit her badge again when a message came through.
[Calleja to Mayfair. You fancy that away mission after all? We’re goin’ down to that facility we detected and I could use you to help make sense of what we find. Leavin’ from the shuttle bay ASAP. Definitely bring your medkit too please, given our record for takin’ hits.]
There was a moment's hesitation.
I was expecting that. I'm still pissed off at her, but it'll have to wait. Better grab my armor, too.
The CMO was determined to remain professional. Her beef with the Chief of Security was a matter for after the mission, and Mara was right. She was going to be needed. And the truth was that she wanted to go, even knowing how pear-shaped their last few missions had gone. There was a mystery brewing, and she wasn't going to sit around in Sickbay waiting for scans. She tapped her badge.
"Mayfair to Calleja. On my way. See you there."
The CMO went into her office and opened a cabinet, taking down her custom medkit and a larger case. The medkit was custom, one she'd fiddled with until it met her personal preferences. All of the usual contents, plus a top-of-the-line medical tricorder, extra treatments for radiation, burns, and bleeding wounds. Plenty of painkillers, since Calleja had been right and the Security teams tended to take a lot of hits. And old-fashioned flashlights, scissors, and low-tech items.
The other case contained her custom combat armor. On the Kazon station Robin had been forced to wear standard security armor. It had barely fit her tiny frame, was cumbersome, and hindered her movements. This set was something she'd had custom made afterwards. It was lighter, built for movement, and fit perfectly. The helmet had built-in sound dampening to stop extreme noise from deafening her enhanced hearing. The nurse didn't put it on; Calleja hadn't said they were going in armored, but it was better safe than sorry and she'd wear it if it was necessary.
She stepped out of her office and found Beka. "Looks like they're headed to the facility. You're in charge until I get back. Try not to disintegrate anyone unless you really have to."
>> Shuttlebay >>