Judgement – Man Down - Duquesne (part II)
by Alderman Dorian Gabriel & Commander Chelsea Dunham & Lieutenant Bridget Stapleton
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"I'd like that," Ben sighed. "I'm uneasy about Duquesne.... I'm not going to lose the feeling that I've missed something until this is over." He said the last more to himself than to Bridget directly. He continued to pace as she went to the replicator for the tea.
Bridget returned shortly and handed him a steaming cup. "You know this guy, sir?" She indicated the patient with a sideways jog of her head.
"Yeah, he's one of the good guys. Took the hit down on that planet - did it to save the rest of us, proper heroic. We all owe him, Jana and myself more than most." Ben explained.
"Oh?" She looked at the patient thoughtfully, waiting for Ben to go on.
"Yeah, Jana was hurt in the shuttle crash and I was fighting to keep her and the baby alive. Duquesne held off the natives to stop them finding us and taking us prisoner. He knew we needed to get Jana back to the ship. He made us all go ahead of him and he lay in wait for the first wave as they advanced." Ben explained.
"Wait... I noticed from the records we looked up earlier.... there was something........" Ben rushed to the console and began to scan through the copious notes from earlier in their tests and research.
After some time he stood up excitedly. "HERE!!" he pointed to the screen and showed Bridget what he had found. "Look. Here is a report about a biological agent.... Gentochlorimionide.... that was used against the rebels in earlier skirmishes. It was supposed not to be harmful once dispersed for several days but what if they still had it on their skin, in their blood, in their immune systems, transferable if they bled over him or he came into contact with saliva or, yeah well. But it SHOULD only be in such a minute presence... how has he reacted to it? Perhaps it's something unique to his genes that it's only him of all the party who has picked it up... maybe it's plant bourne? Or in the water on the surface... or in the rain, or the mist? But why only him?"
Ben was speaking his swirling thoughts out loud, but he was talking himself up to a conclusion. He looked at Bridget to see if she had any idea what he was wittering about in such excitement.
She'd caught his excitement as she breezed through the notes he pointed out, and listened to him as he verbally thought through the circumstances. "Yeah!" she exclaimed, nodding her head. Let's run an isolated test for the Gentochlorimionide and take a closer look at his kidneys to see if they're affected?"
"On it!" Ben confirmed, feeling much more upbeat now they seemed to have a lead to follow.
Anxious moments went by as the two worked, holding onto a thread of possibility. Suddenly Bridget breathed, "Oh my God." She jerked her head up, looking at Ben. "I was double-checking some of these test results and I found something. I think the gentochlorimionide is causing his ribosomal peptides to break apart. Or maybe he's had a previous dysfunction that allowed him to be affected. With the exposure, maybe it kicked the malfunction into high gear. Either way, he's got rampant proteolysis."
"Ah-HAH!" Ben raised a spray-vinyl-covered hand for a high 5, which she returned, grinning. They both felt a huge wave of relief, and had hope in victory at last!
"Brilliant work, Bridget!" he declared, and set to work with renewed enthusiasm to isolate the active agents in the sample of Duquesne's blood. He placed it under the sub-microscopic analyzer and began a work-up on the possible effects of antidotal treatments.
It wasn't long before a pattern began to emerge. A combination of medications was identified to be clearly accelerating the immune response and diminishing the damage being caused by the elements of the gentocholorimionide in the sample.
"There we go!" Ben declared with pride. He set a results summary to transfer itself both to the computer records for Duquesne's progress, and also to the dispensing nodes on the Bio-bed's med-arch, so the new prescription could be dispensed directly into the patient's body in an instant.
"That's a low dose, so he gets used to it gently," Ben indicated toward the overhead monitor. "We don't want him going into shock after all this. Now all we do is wait for a short while to see how he's doing. I want to keep up the 15 minute U's and E's and full blood count, just to be sure all is well; but hopefully we should be seeing a marked improvement any time now," he said with obvious satisfaction.
A JP Between:
Ensign Bridget Stapleton
Doctor (General Practitioner)
Main Sickbay, DS5
Lt Ben Kensington
ACMO - DS5
and
Lieutenant
Michael Duquesne
Tactical Officer
by Alderman Dorian Gabriel & Commander Chelsea Dunham & Lieutenant Bridget Stapleton
Post Details
| Title | Man Down - Duquesne (part II) | |
| Mission | Judgement | |
| Author(s) | Alderman Dorian Gabriel & Commander Chelsea Dunham & Lieutenant Bridget Stapleton | |
| Posted | Mon Nov 28, 2011 @ 2:35pm | |
| Location | Sick bay | |
| Timeline | SD39 - 15.00 hrs |
"I'd like that," Ben sighed. "I'm uneasy about Duquesne.... I'm not going to lose the feeling that I've missed something until this is over." He said the last more to himself than to Bridget directly. He continued to pace as she went to the replicator for the tea.
Bridget returned shortly and handed him a steaming cup. "You know this guy, sir?" She indicated the patient with a sideways jog of her head.
"Yeah, he's one of the good guys. Took the hit down on that planet - did it to save the rest of us, proper heroic. We all owe him, Jana and myself more than most." Ben explained.
"Oh?" She looked at the patient thoughtfully, waiting for Ben to go on.
"Yeah, Jana was hurt in the shuttle crash and I was fighting to keep her and the baby alive. Duquesne held off the natives to stop them finding us and taking us prisoner. He knew we needed to get Jana back to the ship. He made us all go ahead of him and he lay in wait for the first wave as they advanced." Ben explained.
"Wait... I noticed from the records we looked up earlier.... there was something........" Ben rushed to the console and began to scan through the copious notes from earlier in their tests and research.
After some time he stood up excitedly. "HERE!!" he pointed to the screen and showed Bridget what he had found. "Look. Here is a report about a biological agent.... Gentochlorimionide.... that was used against the rebels in earlier skirmishes. It was supposed not to be harmful once dispersed for several days but what if they still had it on their skin, in their blood, in their immune systems, transferable if they bled over him or he came into contact with saliva or, yeah well. But it SHOULD only be in such a minute presence... how has he reacted to it? Perhaps it's something unique to his genes that it's only him of all the party who has picked it up... maybe it's plant bourne? Or in the water on the surface... or in the rain, or the mist? But why only him?"
Ben was speaking his swirling thoughts out loud, but he was talking himself up to a conclusion. He looked at Bridget to see if she had any idea what he was wittering about in such excitement.
She'd caught his excitement as she breezed through the notes he pointed out, and listened to him as he verbally thought through the circumstances. "Yeah!" she exclaimed, nodding her head. Let's run an isolated test for the Gentochlorimionide and take a closer look at his kidneys to see if they're affected?"
"On it!" Ben confirmed, feeling much more upbeat now they seemed to have a lead to follow.
Anxious moments went by as the two worked, holding onto a thread of possibility. Suddenly Bridget breathed, "Oh my God." She jerked her head up, looking at Ben. "I was double-checking some of these test results and I found something. I think the gentochlorimionide is causing his ribosomal peptides to break apart. Or maybe he's had a previous dysfunction that allowed him to be affected. With the exposure, maybe it kicked the malfunction into high gear. Either way, he's got rampant proteolysis."
"Ah-HAH!" Ben raised a spray-vinyl-covered hand for a high 5, which she returned, grinning. They both felt a huge wave of relief, and had hope in victory at last!
"Brilliant work, Bridget!" he declared, and set to work with renewed enthusiasm to isolate the active agents in the sample of Duquesne's blood. He placed it under the sub-microscopic analyzer and began a work-up on the possible effects of antidotal treatments.
It wasn't long before a pattern began to emerge. A combination of medications was identified to be clearly accelerating the immune response and diminishing the damage being caused by the elements of the gentocholorimionide in the sample.
"There we go!" Ben declared with pride. He set a results summary to transfer itself both to the computer records for Duquesne's progress, and also to the dispensing nodes on the Bio-bed's med-arch, so the new prescription could be dispensed directly into the patient's body in an instant.
"That's a low dose, so he gets used to it gently," Ben indicated toward the overhead monitor. "We don't want him going into shock after all this. Now all we do is wait for a short while to see how he's doing. I want to keep up the 15 minute U's and E's and full blood count, just to be sure all is well; but hopefully we should be seeing a marked improvement any time now," he said with obvious satisfaction.
A JP Between:
Ensign Bridget Stapleton
Doctor (General Practitioner)
Main Sickbay, DS5
Lt Ben Kensington
ACMO - DS5
and
Lieutenant
Michael Duquesne
Tactical Officer