Star Trek: Starbase 777 - tb-docking-bay

The first stop for the rescue operation was the docking bay of the station. Though it was bathed in flickering fluorescent lights and flashing red emergency sirens, the sheer level of starlight coming from Archid practically drowned out every over color in the docking bay, and no doubt the rest of the station.

As the first to attempt a landing Aoife's shuttle broke through the bays force field and began descending into a landing bay that was free.

Dakkil sprung out of the shuttle as soon as it was safe too, sunglasses on, looking rather dapper in the middle of a disaster. Hey, that kind of rhymed. It looked around, analyzing the situation and taking in the scene in front of it. "Hello? We're from the Eventide, we're here to get you guys out of here!" it called, stepping into the hallway from the docking bay.

The entire station was rattling with the level of gravity outside of it, making the landing quite shaky but manageable. Only two runabouts from the station proper were still here, obviously destroyed when the stabilizers first failed. There was another shuttle from the Lauderdale currently in the process of loading people aboard. One of the officers from the Lauderdale, a Caitian, waved the crew of Aoife’s shuttle over, “Have you got medical staff aboard?!”

Twelve raised a hand, having joined the shuttle crew. They needed a medical officer so she'd arrived at the shuttles once preparations were completed. Once she'd confirmed that she could be spared. "I'm from medical, where do you need me?" The El-Aurian xB inquired of the Catian as she stepped forward to them.

The Caitian quickly shuffled Twelve aboard their shuttle and pointed toward a human woman on a stretcher, “No easy way to say this- She’s going into labor.”

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Twelve nodded once and then looked to Aoife. "We're needed here." Before she looked to the Caitian with her xB calm and stated. "Understood, I'll do what I can to help, what's her name?" This question asked as she started to approach the human woman. Did so as she mentally ran through what she had with her, assessed options. Considered what to do if one of a variety of things turned out to be the case.

"I was a doctor... in a previous life..." A murderous doctor, maybe, but a doctor all the same. He remembered enough about procedures to be able to help in a pinch, if he wasn't needed for Engineering stuff.

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After securing the shuttle from flight Aoife got out, purple uniform contrasting with the mass of reds, blues and yellows. "Who's in charge here?" Aoife asked to the officers from the Fort Lauderdale.

The Caitian leaned out of the shuttle, “That’d be me, ma’am- For the moment, at least…Lieutenant Mowr, specialist rescue officer,” He gave a little salute, “We just need medical staff here for now. You all need to head deeper in.”

Dakkil did as it was told and headed deeper into the station, looking for people to rescue.

Liram headed deeper into the station as well, having docked his shuttle. He would do his best, but he wasn't trained with rescuing like some people here were.

To the #tb-science-labs!

"If the ensign is not required for engineering duties." She stated then as she looked to Aoife and then to the ensign. "We could use them as a nurse, given their stated experience." She then looked to the Caitian again, she'd asked for the patients name. She wanted it before she finished her walk over to the human.

The ensign walks by Mowr with Liram and nods to him, pocketing her tech.

Looking around the Docking Bay, almost monochromatic through the sunglasses with the amount of light coming from the star. "Have the station inhabitants not gathered for evacuation, Mawr?"

“They’ve tried, but a few of them are trapped further in. Apparently, their hydroponics farm is in ruins and their solar array collapsed. Something about the water evaporating and the gravity ripping the array apart…it’s a shitshow,” The Caitian huffed.

"I will help here, and... I am honored to be your nurse in this situation," They added, trying to smile despite their hesitation to call upon those particular memories. But, they were a Joined Trill, they could not just ignore one of their lives because it was... unpleasant.

Aoife went over to Mowr. "I'm Commander O'Rielly, what's the situation so far? Where's the worst hit, is Ops still functional for command and control?" Aoife stopped at Tek questions not wanting to overload the lieutenant who looked over their head. "We've got you, tell us whatevers relevent."

There was a single nurse present aboard the Lauderdale’s shuttle, currently keeping the pregnant woman calm as best she could. Screaming, though, was very present as well. The nurse looked very stressed. Mowr nodded, “Wish we were meeting under better circumstances, Cdr. O’Rielly…the solar array’s probably the hardest hit, but superheated steam is pouring out of the hydroponics farm. We haven’t been able to get through it.”

Becoming aware of the fact it seemed less than likely she'd get the name she'd requested from the Catian, Twelve started toward the woman. Did so as she smiled to the Trill "W-." She blinked and proceeded to take a breath. "I'm happy to have you supporting me on this, Ensign." She resumed her walk toward the woman going into Labour then as she asked the ensign. "What's you name?" A question she reckoned she needed an answer too before they arrived there. She wanted the woman to know both their names. She wanted to know this ensigns name too.

Through pained and quick breathing, the pregnant woman responded with, “Sssamantha!” The nurse, an Orion, gave a nod, and then looked at Marze and Twelve, “Ensign Kip. Little out of my element!”

"Likewise lieutenant." She began with look of reassurance. "Right, I take it there's no easy way to turn off the hydroponic systems if you haven't already. I'll see if I can wrangle some engineers to deal with it." Aoife said in response to Mowr. "What's the arrays function exactly? Is it just a science kit or does it keep this bucket in orbit?" Aoife was being genuine there, she didn't know what it did and didn't have time to sound smart, if it was useful she'd try and get it fixed if not then it was just broken.

“Engineers would be great. A majority of ours are still on Lauderdale keeping it afloat,” He hummed, “Science kit, but helps run some of the auxiliary functions of the station. The orbital stabilizers were ran through the reactor, which is…otherwise shot to hell, thanks to the CME,” Mowr shook his head, “Their early warning systems didn’t catch it in time. Complete fluke. They didn’t even realize it was happening until it was.”

Well, one of the ensigns names was good enough for now, she reckoned! "Hello Samantha." She stated then before she moved to introduce herself and decided on something. "I'm Lieutenant Commander Twelve of Twenty, but you can call me Mirkya if you'd like." A name, both one that was and wasn't hers, offered to a stranger. The name snatched from her from the collective. Offered here, offered now despite all the emotion it caused her because it was the right thing to do. Because a number wasn't what Samantha needed here. It was a name. Stated that as she moved to kneel down next to them and pulled out her medical tricorder. Did so and smiled to the ensign. "Good to have you here, Ensign Kip either way." And glanced to Samantha. "We'll all see you safe through this now, hmm?" Twelve then proceeded to get down to the business of rendering aid to the pregnant woman. Efficient as she proceeded to start to do all she could to help Samantha. First off, she assessed the status of her, the pregnancy and the baby using the tricorder scan. As she did that, she asked. "How are you so far, Samantha?" And glanced to Ensign Kip. "Have you given her anything at present, Ensign?"

"I am Marze Bihn... Ensign..." He answered, trying to sound more confident and sure of himself than he felt in that moment. He thought that maybe, knowing his name might make Samantha feel a bit more comforted as well. "Just tell me what you need, Commander, and I will get it done...!" He spoke with a nod, waiting for further instructions on what to do, going through any procedures he may have encountered in the far past.

“Standard suite of painkillers, but there’s only so much I’m able to do from here. Lauderdale’s medical bay is already inundated,” They looked a bit pale. Samantha was holding Kip’s hand and squeezed as another contraction passed through her body, “C-Contractions are coming about every 10 minutes or so…”

Twelve nodded a bit as she checked the scans and assessed options. "Understood, Ensign." She stated then before she looked to him and smiled. "We've got a good bit of room in our medbay, we'll take Samantha there." She then looked to Samantha again as she stated. "With the standard suite of painkillers onboard, there's not much past that I can give you right now pain killer wise." Twelve stated then before she stated. "It'll still help if you need anything further, Samantha." She stated then before she asked. "How is your pain like?" With the scan assessed, Twelve attempted to determine how Samantha was holding up. Given the time between the contractions, she'd started to lean to trying to Evacuate Samantha to Eventide if she could. Contractions 10 minutes apart, hmm. "Ensign Bihn, can you take over scans for me?" She asked then as she offered the ensign the medical tricorder. "Let me know if anything at all changes." Asked that as she considered what she'd noted on the shuttle, considered what she'd spotted with the scans. She most certainly disliked this all happening here, she wanted Samantha within Eventides shields, for her and for the baby. She then looked over to Aoife and Mowr. Spotted that they were talking and tapped her combadge.

“F-Fine enough? I don’t- I mean- It hurts! God damn it hurts! But I’m managing? I’ve never done this before,” The woman let out a slightly scared laugh, “It’ll be a fun story to tell his dad!!” She laughed again before her she tensed up in pain.

Brown eyes assessed her before she gently placed a hand on Samantha's shoulder. "It will be." She agreed then with what she hoped was a calming smile. "You're doing brilliantly, especially given the situation." Paused then before she then added. "Shall we give you that additional pain relief?" Her smile warm then as she watched the other carefully. "It'll take some of the edge off that, make you more comfortable." He paused. "We going to be transferring you to the Eventide now, get you comfortable in the med bay." Twelve looked to the ensigns then. "I'd like to get Samantha safely to the Eventide." She started then. "It'll be much more comfortable, safer and we'll have access to the full med bay." The El-Aurian xB stated then before she continued on as she looked to the Orion ensign. "I know you've likely got duties here you may not want to be away from ensign given the potential for other patients in need." She paused then. "But Samantha's more familiar with you than us, if they can spare you briefly, we'll be back once she's safe in the bay."

Ensign Kip nodded, “I can tag along, sure. We just need someone to get this shuttle in the air, and we can go from there.”

Marze took over the scanning, looking for signs that might signify something bad, or something good, depending on what was happening. They were reporting any changes they did find to the Medical Officer in charge of the situation.

Amber had shown up at some point, then elected to remain in the docking bay in case anyone needed to get out quickly and ahead of the main bulk of their away teams. Beyond keeping engines warm, she was keeping an eye on the... unfolding situation nearby, though she knew herself well enough to know she'd be offering very little in the way of medical help - and so she'd kept her distance.

"Brilliant and well, I imagine there'll be a pilot around, one moment." Twelve nodded to Ensign Kip then and then looked to Samantha as she administered the additional pain relief. "I've just given you a bit more for the pain, that's everything you can have at present with the standard painkillers onboard and what I've got with me." The El-Aurian informed her with what she hoped was a kind smile. "It should help take the edge off things a bit." That statement offered turned to look around the place. Offered as she gently, very gently patted the lady's shoulder. "You'll have quite the beautiful view in the shuttle, by the way, its quite the light show." Spotted the lieutenant then as she noted what they were in proximity too. "Lieutenant." Twelve started then. "One patient in need of evac, are you able to pilot a shuttle?" The El-Aurian inquired then. Did so before she looked to Ensign Kip and asked. "Do you have any other patients who are awaiting evacuation and could come out with us?"

“Not at the moment, but if anyone else arrives, you all have shuttles. We’ve only gotten so far,” The ensign shrugged.

She'd shut one of the panels she'd been messing with - idle fidgeting to distract from their predicament - when Twelve looked over. "Aye," she said, "always fancied bein' an ambulance driver. Eventide then, is it? Can take ya out 'n be right back in time fer round two. Pop on in." With a gesture towards the open doors of the vessel, she moved closer to the group, ready to help carry. That, she supposed, she could do.

Once the orders were issued, Marze wasted no time in getting into the first shuttle available. Had she gone into the one with people she already knew out of instinct? Yes. Was one of said people Amber? Yes. Did she end up smirking and maybe teasing her about her pilot skills over all the shaking around as she left the shuttle on the docking bay? Yes, absolutely. Did it mean anything between them? No, of course not! Not a lot of time to linger around though, as the news about people stuck in some of the levels of the starbase reached her ears. She turned towards the #tb-science-labs and made her way over.

The other Marze, still checking signs on the tricorder, did his best to keep everything under control. The life he was pulling information from may not have been the most... ethical... but at the very least, it taught him how to have good bedside manner.

Samantha’s tricorder readings were stable. She was definitely stressed, that was for sure, but she wasn’t at risk of anything yet. Meanwhile, Lieutenant Mowr was organizing the rescue efforts outside of the shuttle, “We need to start moving people into the rec area and try to get through the steam to the solar array. Let’s go, let’s go!!”

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Alarms begin to blare throughout the station, and suddenly, everyone could feel their footing begin to become a lot less sure. The artificial gravity throughout the station had suddenly shut off, and now, everyone is starting to float!

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Dakkil floated into the docking bay. "She's injured but breathing," he announced to anyone else in there. "I'm gonna take her to the shuttle and then head back to find more people," he informed them, propelling himself awkwardly towards the shuttle while doing his best to pull the injured woman along.

"Bring her here," came the TTS reply from one of the shuttles as the ACMO waved. "I'll take care of both of them, thank you, Lieutenant."

Dakkil nodded and brought the woman over to Iviaan, then headed back out to go find more people to help.

"Readings are normal, other than the floating, you are going to be alright, Samantha, and your little one will be too," Marze reported with a soft smile on his face, nervous pauses seemingly gone from his speech for the time being.

“I have another one for you!” Klaa shouted as they floated in.

Mowr tumbled a bit through the air before grabbing onto one of the shuttles, “Report injuries to your medical officers and get moving! We need someone to get through the #tb-hydroponics-farm !”

“On it!” She responded, handing over the latest patient to the medical team. Before making her way to the #tb-hydroponics-farm. (edited)

"Hiiiii, any engineers who aren't busy right now? We've got an android here. Said he's overheating, and I don't see any obvious external damage," in floated Kairos, partially unfurling himself to allow anyone close enough to grab the glitching android out of his grasp. "I heard correctly about the hydroponics?"

Twelve grimaced as she grabbed Samantha and looked to the ensigns. "We need to get her to the shuttle now and get going." The El-Aurian stated then before she started to move Samantha toward the shuttle. "Please assist me." She asked the ensigns then. At Dakkils entrance, Twelve looked to them and then glanced to Ivian at the others statement. So that patient was being seen too, that was good she reckoned. So, she turned them to Samantha and smiled to her as she worked to guide her toward the shuttle. As she did, she called out. "If there's any patients or others to be gotten out, follow us." Hoped others would follow her to the shuttle. Hoped that as she moved. With the gravity out, the situation had developed into one Samantha needed to be out of sharpish so, she moved. "You just focus on breathing and those contractions, Samantha, we're getting you out of here now." Needs of the patient, of any patients first. Something she held in her mind as she called over to Kairos. "Ensign, if you can get them over to us, one of the people helping me is a Engineer." She stated then. "We can see to them both while we evacuate our patient to the eventide, get them to the engineers on Eventide."

Samantha gave a very weak little thumbs up!

Marze nodded, having realised that he was being volunteered for something, and not really minding it at all. This was-- sort of -- what he signed up for, after all! "Yes! I am an engineer! Though... androids are not my speciality I can do my best to try something!" He spoke before he went back to following any orders he was given regarding moving Samantha to a shuttle.

Gravity was still active inside of the shuttles, and so Twelve, Marze, Ensign Kip, and Samantha were quickly able to settle inside. A few other injured civilians were present inside. It was now or never. This shuttle had to go!

Amber piled back into the shuttle after the others, turning back to see if there were any stragglers joining them - and allowing them inside, of course - before she moved to settle down in the front. "We all comfy, then?"

The station shook as the combined tractor beams of the Eventide and the Lauderdale latched on. The station wasn’t going to be moving…for now.

He followed people along into the shuttle, carrying the injured android along until he could delegate him into the care of engineers. The Storyteller said that it'll be fine, so there he went! (edited)

Twelve idly noted that she seemed somewhat okay with Zero-G travel. Interesting. She filed that consideration for a later day, perhaps it was something Rakim could be prodded about. No matter, it was a line of thought that most certainly happened to not be pertinent at present. Once she was sure Samantha was secured, swift and efficient as she secured the lady's stretcher in place and glanced to Ensign Marze. "Hows the scan looking?" Asked her question before she added. "As you'll have an android patient to deal with, once there in you can pass back the tricorder for now." She'd looked around the space then, noted the other wounded. "But I may need your and Ensign Kips further assistance at points too." The El-Aurian added then before she smiled and stated. "That also said, if you need me to hold anything for you at any point and I'm free, I'm also willing to assist you as much as I well, can." Twelve then smiled to Samantha again as she looked in the direction of Ambers voice. "I think we're waiting on one more patient." Twelve stated then as she placed a gentle hand on Samantha's shoulder again in a supportive gesture. "I need to check the other patients, if you need me, I'll be near, just call." She then moved off to check the other wounded civilians and commenced rendering aid. As she did so and spotted Ensign Kairos and his patient, she nodded to him then looked in Ambers direction. "We're all in, lets go!" Twelve then glanced to Ensign Marze and proceeded to held out a hand for her tricorder back. "I believe you've a patient to see too, ensign." She stated then as she nodded to the injured android.

Now or never, Amber!

Amber turned around, halfway about to remark about having to wait for another one - she'd wait and take the whole station if she could - before she did, actually, get the all clear. Remark shelved, then. "Ya fellas best strap in then. Won't even be my fault this time," she declared in the midst of flicking the door switch and bringing warm engines back to life. A couple seconds later, and off they went.

Out into the #orbit-of-archid!

Dakkil arrived in the docking bay manuevering the three individuals from the solar array / hydroponics farm area towards medical and the remaining shuttles. "They're injured, they need medical attention!" he called.

Mowr floated over to Dakkil. SRO-to-SRO communication, “We’ve got a shuttle over here ready to be loaded up! Where are the rest of your crew?”

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Salris answers that question with a buzz from their combadges.

Dakkil opened its mouth but stopped as its comm buzzed. "There's your answer, I guess?" it shrugged a bit, moving towards the shuttle that had been pointed to.

Mowr glanced down at his comm badge, and with a steely expression, he patted Dakkil on the shoulder, “You’re in charge.” The Caitian vaulted off the shuttle and floated deeper into the station!

Oh, prophets. Oh. Okay. Dakkil could handle that. Probably. He loaded the people onto the shuttle and looked around, unsure of what to do next.

A subtle hiss stretched out through the still functional sections of the station as emergency life support switched on. A few residents who were filing into the shuttles gasped for air. Sal looked dazed and weak as she pulled herself by the walls back into the docking bay. "Three.... th..ree people to... Coming... s.." She looked thrown about, dizzy, like her mind was empty and racing. She pressed up against the wall and stared at the shuttles.

As if on cue, Marze’s group appeared on the docking bay, composed of the Klingon-Romulan herself, Aoife, C’Tessa and 15 civilians. “Alright people, find a shuttle!” She directed. (edited)

Dakkil rushed forward and guided Salris towards one of the shuttles. "Hey, c'mon, we gotta get out of here," he told her, eyes clouded with worry but sure in his movements.

Leading the way, C’Tessa floated on back to the docking bay. C’Tessa was, for the most part, doing alright, though her paws had some blood on them from all the injuries she’d had to patch up. That wasn’t great. But hey, part of the job, she supposed. She helped the civilians get into the shuttles first- while she’d been the first of the rec room group to get into the docking bay, she’d be damned if she wasn’t the last of the group to leave.

Liram was hovering outside the shuttle he'd flown there, guiding civilians and officers into the door, jaw set firm. "Let's get moving!" he said, if only to move things along, despite knowing realistically that it wasn't entirely that helpful.

Sal floated back into Liram's shuttle which she had come here in. She was conscious, but unresponsive. Once she was seated in the cockpit she stared out the window into literal space.

Dakkil continued helping people into shuttles, flitting back and forth around the room, making sure everyone was accounted for and on their way out of this hellish place.

The station shuddered as a gravity wave passed through it, causing electronics to explode and walls to creak!

If gravity worked, C’Tessa would have jumped about three feet into the air, but yknow, she was still floating. She kept helping everyone into the shuttles, narrowly missing a shower of sparks that arced over her. C’Tessa did not want to be crispy, thank you very much.

”Everyone inside!” She then reached towards her commbadge.

Everyone shimmered as the Heliosphere transported them to safety!