Star Trek: Starbase 777

There were several ghosts lurking in sickbay, some of them grazing pieces of equipment, causing tricorders and hypos to short out, even an ODN relay melted, causing hot metal to drip from the center of the ceiling onto the deck.

Eventually they had made their way to the sickbay - with maybe a few shots along the way, to ward the specters of the past away from the living. His team was the smallest one, but Saren managed to see good in that, for overlooking everyone and making sure that no one was lost along the way was made significantly easier of a task. But, just as they made their way inside... the lights went out. "... Typical," he exhaled, before turning on his flashlight (Starfleet issued and complete with a little insignia somewhere on it's body, of course!), encouraging others to do the same. He felt like he was at the bottom of some deep blue sea, the ghostly bodies of the ghosts like some never seen before fish. Movement caught his eye, and the Romulan officer lifted his light up towards the ceiling, finding the source of the dripping: "Oh, glad we didn't step any further in here... Let's get rid of the spooks, first."

The nurse switched on their flashlight, following Saren's lead. Without another word, they aimed their flashlight at one of the ghosts. "Perhaps we should try to contact them? Though... I do not quite know how that would be achieved."

"I do wish there was some clear way, but with their tendency to break technology..." his eyebrows furrowed. "Don't take out your tricorders until we're sure that they're gone, we don't want our instruments fried." He took his phaser and aimed it at the closest ghost, clearly hesitating to zap the corporeal form. But that hiccup lasted for only a few seconds, before he pressed the button. If they wanted to do anything here, they needed this place clean.

They nodded and took a deep breath, trying to steady themself before they took aim and fired at one of the "ghosts", clearly more than a little hesitant to do it. They were a healer, not a fighter after all, and they would much prefer a peaceful resolution -- even if one was seemingly impossible.

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Hearing the call to return to the station, T'she looked towards Saren. "Shall we get going? It seems like our job here is done."