Star Trek: A Call To Duty

USS Cherokee NCC 61333 SD 10303.23

Produced by Trish Yarborough 

Chris Esterhuyse as CO Rojer Lyon/Lt. Sparrow
Steve Weller as XO Tio Ayidee
 Brandon Mitcham as 2nd Officer/CTO Trent D. Worthington III
Scott Dorsey as CSO Kevin Nash
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash
Alexander Vulkis as CMO Jovan Brabas

Special Guest Star
Trish Yarborough as Lt. Smith/Breen

Absent
Kytra Seliquini as EO Mai Valentine
Steve Seliquini as TO Ronik Mikan

Host SM-Trish says:
USS Cherokee 10303.23 The Black Cluster Part 8
Host SM-Trish says:
The Cherokee is backing slowly out of the Black Cluster, towing the Breen ship with them.  The crew are in agony due to intense growing pains.
Host SM-Trish says:
Unsure of the Breen, will they be grateful for the Cherokee's help, or will they fire at them at the first opportunity?
Host SM-Trish says:
The CMO will soon have his hands full with the crew being in horrendous pain.
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Host XO_Ayidee says:
::On Bridge, climbing back onto center seat.  Speaks through gritted teeth.::  All: Report.  How far from conclusion is this blasted process.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Oh my god, again I’m bare naked, pass through his mind as he reflects in agony::
OPS_Nash says:
::at OPS, wincing as she continues to return to normal::
CSO_Nash says:
:: On the floor by his chair writhing as his limbs continue to grow from 3 inches to near 7 feet tall.::
CTO_Worthington says:
::the pain continues to grow as Trent grits his teeth:: XO: Not known. I will attempt to keep an eye on the Breen.
CMO_Brabas says:
::With pain in his body he begins to look for Med kit::
Host LtSmith says:
CMO:  Doc oh Doc!  I have to have something for this pain!  I am not going to live through this!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Debates initiating an anesthesine dose to knock us out again.::  CTO: Good.  I don't trust the ice for brains.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Smith: You won't if you keep whining.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Looks at himself:: XO: Half way there!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Nods to CMO.::  CMO: Good, hopefully that's the hard half.
CMO_Brabas says:
Smith: Please find a Med Kit!
Host LtSmith says:
::struggling across the floor, he latches onto the CMO's leg, bawling like a baby::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Grits teeth.:: XO: Unknown. :: Scans himself getting his height.:: XO: We're halfway back to normal, being that the growth all started at the same time.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Looks for med Kit::
CTO_Worthington says:
::stares at the tactical console, trying to block out the pain::
Host LtSmith says:
ACTION:  Another intense shot of pain passes through the crew, almost causing them to black out.
Host LtSmith says:
CMO:  Doctor please......argggghhhhhhhh, I need something to stop the pain!
CMO_Brabas says:
::clinches down on the floor and screams::
OPS_Nash says:
::really winces then all goes black::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Self:  Grrrrr, is this what we signed up for?  ::Curls up on the edge of the chair, gnawing at limbs.::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Nearly falls into the blackness of unconsciousness, but fights it, using the pain as a focus.:: Self: No you don't.
CMO_Brabas says:
Lt.Smith: Me too...........Argh!
CMO_Brabas says:
::Goes toward one Med Kit on the wall::
CTO_Worthington says:
::almost loses consciousness, but holds on::
Host LtSmith says:
::holds on to the CMO's leg for dear life, as the CMO drags him across the floor::
OPS_Nash says:
::she begins to slowly fight the blackness but it's not easy, she let's out several loud, varying whimpers::
CSO_Nash says:
Argh! ... Self: Don't, arghhh, give in.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Smith: If you don't...::Grimaces.::  shut up and let the Doctor work, I'm going to skin your hairless carcass and hang it on the wall!
CMO_Brabas says:
::He begins to crawl on the floor dragging Lt. Smith and feeling two pains, from growing and from the holding::
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Sir.... ::voice breaks up:: Tactical systems at standby.
Host CO_Lyon says:
::lies on the floor, quite unconscious, his broken leg paining severely during the growth spurt::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CO: Sir, stick with us, are you all right?
CMO_Brabas says:
::He grabs Med Kit::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Keep them ready.  We don't know if the Breen will recover quicker than we will.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Opens Med kit and Grabs Hypo then programs it to Triquolisine but half dosage just to kill pain and gives to Lt.Smith::
Host LtSmith says:
CMO:  Please... you have to help me! ::crying so hard he has snot all over his chin running down from his nose::
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Aye. ::tries desperately not to fall over, the pain in his foot growing worse and worse::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Honestly,...if it wasn't for our tag alongs I'd just have the ship sedate us for the trip so we don't go through this torture.
CSO_Nash says:
:: Stands wincing the whole time as he braces against the console. Uses the readings to keep his consciousness focused on something besides the pain.::
CMO_Brabas says:
LtSmith: Here you go. ::But he gives him full dosage just to make him take his hand off his leg::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Struggles to rise before realizing it would be a major breech of protocol to deal with Smith as he wants.::
Host LtSmith says:
CMO: Oh thank you!  Thank you.... ::and he passes out from the dosage::
Host CO_Lyon says:
::struggles to wake up::
CMO_Brabas says:
::He was next on the list he need it for getting on to all Crew::
OPS_Nash says:
:she leans over to look on the console, hoping to keep alert by trying to read what it says::
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Sir, you could sedate most of the crew, leaving only a few of us awake. I personally would volunteer. If there is a way to spare people this pain, I say go for it.
CSO_Nash says:
Self: Focus, Nash. You have to monitor any situational changes in the Breen ships systems.
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  This is the Breen... are you experiencing some discomfort as we leave this anomaly?
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Anesthesine would knock us all out.  Don't know how to administer enough quickly enough otherwise.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: Some discomfort?!?!  I never knew you people had a gift for poetic license!  Yes, yes we are.
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Respirators. Could filter out the anesthesine.
CMO_Brabas says:
::As mitigations begin, he goes over to the first crew member in his area, CTO, and gives him a shot of pain killers::
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: Negative sir
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  We ignore discomfort.  I was concerned you were doing this to us, but from your voice I can tell you are experiencing this as well.
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: Anesthesine, I will not permit that Sir!
CTO_Worthington says:
CMO: Ow. What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?
Host CO_Lyon says:
::manages to open an eye, grinding his teeth at the pain shooting through him, mostly from his leg. He manages to croak:: XO: Be careful of them.
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The Breen ships weapons come online, but not targeting the Cherokee.... YET!
CMO_Brabas says:
::Walks with much less pain towards XO::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: Acknowledged.  It's more a wish than anything.  What about what you are dispensing?  Can it be administered by airborne means to the rest of the crew?
CTO_Worthington says:
::looks down at the console in a haze:: XO: Sir, I think the Breen have powered up weapons.
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: I need to give you this!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Keep an eye on them, we'll keep shields up.  ::Holds out arm for Doctor's hypo.::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Grits teeth.:: CMO: What about using cortical stimulators to block the pain centers? Is that feasible?
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: We could only give it a try, Sir.
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Aye, sir. Preparing to fire should they try anything.
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: But no!
OPS_Nash says:
::she is beginning to wonder if the Breen artificially made this anomaly to make those who pass through become some sort of lab experiments for torture::
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::makes sure the Cherokee's course is true, gritting his teeth in the process::
CMO_Brabas says:
All: It has to be from hypo in their vascular!
CSO_Nash says:
:: Begins to wonder if the Doctor heard him.::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: Too bad.  Here's hoping it's temporary.
CMO_Brabas says:
*Med staff*: This is Doctor Brabas!
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  Another intense shot of pain shoots through the crews nervous systems... it seems the closer they are getting to the edge of the anomaly, the more intense the pain.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Doubles over again.::  CMO/ CSO: I need theories.  What happens if we engage the Impulse engines and move out quicker.
Host CO_Lyon says:
::ponders passing out again::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Winces as he again nearly loses consciousness.::
CMO_Brabas says:
*Med staff*: Take as much Hypo sprays and programs them to half dosages of Triquolisine and give to all crew members!
OPS_Nash says:
::she winces in extreme agony, she lets out more screams of pain while trying to remain conscious::
CTO_Worthington says:
::looses consciousness momentarily but quickly comes to::
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: If we are growing as we move then I don't even suggest it!
CSO_Nash says:
 ::Clenches teeth and speaks.:: XO: It would probably render us fully unconscious like when we entered.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> XO: I'm thinking if we speed up, we'll pass out and that's not a good thing.
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: But If we stop for a second and the pain goes away we will know if any of the growing process have stopped with it!
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The CTO detects the Breen thrusters come online.
CSO_Nash says:
XO: At this juncture that would be bad. No telling what's out there waiting. I prefer the pain and functionality as opposed to waking up as vapor.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: Interesting theory, but I'm not letting the icicles get out first if I can help it.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Gives some of Triquolisine to CSO::
CTO_Worthington says:
::trying not to scream as loudly as possible:: XO: Breen thrusters are now online.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO/ CSO: OK, I get it, it's a bad idea.  Never said I'm a biologist.
CSO_Nash says:
:: Feels the hiss of the hypo and feels momentary relief.::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Sparrow: Keep us steady and smooth.
Host CO_Lyon says:
::idly wonders when Jovan will give him a shot::
CSO_Nash says:
XO: Understood, sir. I was just looking at it from a preservation standpoint.
CMO_Brabas says:
::He begins to give Triquolisine to all of the bridge crew::
OPS_Nash says:
::she is wondering what is taking that blasted doctor so long with that pain killer, she is about to lose control of all training and whine like a child::
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> XO: Aye, sir. ::grits his teeth again and focuses on the Cherokee's flight path out of the anomaly::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CSO: That's why we all have specialties.  So we don't make mistakes like the ones I keep wanting to make.
CMO_Brabas says:
::He walks to his old uniform and gets it on::
CMO_Brabas says:
::As he puts clothes on, he looks at CTO::
CMO_Brabas says:
::He sows his toe::
CSO_Nash says:
XO: Agreed. I wouldn't call it a mistake, just wanting to get us back to normal more quickly. No harm in that.
CMO_Brabas says:
::He walks toward CO and looks at his leg::
CTO_Worthington says:
::completely ignores the CMO and just stares blankly::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Sits back down, trying to not rip the arms off the chair or slice it to pieces.::
Host CO_Lyon says:
::writhes lightly on the floor, ready to get up and walk over to the doctor on his broken leg::
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  We have calculated the distance to normal space.  We have an ETA of 15 minutes, do you concur?
OPS_Nash says:
::she can't take the pain anymore, all training is gone, the pain has full control::  CMO:  Doctor!!!!!  When are you going to give me my shot for pain?!?!
CMO_Brabas says:
::Looks over to XO::XO : Sir I need to relieve Captain and our Tactical officer from their duty and to see them in Sick bay immediately!
CTO_Worthington says:
::as Trent continues to grow, the CMO's new stitch job rips, causing even more pain::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Looks at his readings and nods to OPS and the XO.:: XO: ETA confirmed, sir.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: As soon as we are out.  Are you confident enough of the anomalies effect to risk transport inside it?
CTO_Worthington says:
Self: I am going to kill that damn Doctor!
Host CO_Lyon says:
::hears things, and answers whether or not he heard them or not:: XO: Not on my life do you transport me while we're in hire. I don't want to emerge a lab specimen on the other side!
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: Now that means that you are going to take all blame if something happens to them at Star Fleet!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: Of course I will, but in this case I'd rather err on the side of caution.
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  Turbulence hits both ships, causing the tractor beam to disconnect from the Breen ship.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::smiles with a grimace of pain:: Self: He's getting better... crabby as can be when in pain.
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The crew are again thrown around the bridge and the Breen ship begins to move forward instead of backwards.
CSO_Nash says:
:: Shakes with the ship, looking at his console and noticing something disturbing.:: XO: That turbulence caused our tractor to blink off, we've lost the Breen, sir.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Turns quickly.::  CTO: Can you reestablish the lock onto them?
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: Don't say that I didn't warn you, Sir. ::And walks toward CO::
OPS_Nash says:
::she has had enough of waiting so she gets off her chair and goes over to the CMO::  CMO:  My shot please!!!!!
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  Why did you release the tractor beam?  We are moving forward again! ::said almost in a panic::
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::holds the ship steady::
CSO_Nash says:
CTO: Remember while inside set Tractors to repel if you can establish a lock.
CTO_Worthington says:
::tries frantically to restore the tractor beam lock::
CMO_Brabas says:
::Looks at OPS:: OPS: Another one?
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Sparrow: Slow us down to let him re establish the lock.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> XO: Aye, sir. ::taps a command, since they are by now big enough to reach the consoles::
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: I can't seem to get a stable lock. Tell them to use their thrusters.
OPS_Nash says:
CMO:  I haven't had one yet.
CMO_Brabas says:
OPS: Here you go! ::Gives shot::
CMO_Brabas says:
OPS: I am really sorry!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: We are trying to reestablish the lock, but the anomaly is giving us trouble.  Engage your thrusters in reverse.  The anomaly mirrors normal physics rules.
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee: Reverse?  Are you crazy?
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM:  Breen: Depends who you ask.  you tried forward and went in, try backwards.
OPS_Nash says:
::feels somewhat better::  CMO: I accept your apology on one condition, it will not happen again.  ::and walks off to return to her station::
CTO_Worthington says:
::continues to try and re-establish the lock, fighting back the waves of extreme pain::
CMO_Brabas says:
OPS: I promise that I will try! ::Smiles::
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  You realize trust is not easy for us ::nods to his FCO to reverse thrusters::
CMO_Brabas says:
::He begins to check CO's leg::
OPS_Nash says:
::she mumbles something about doctors keeping patients waiting no matter what's ailing them::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: Then trust to your own senses and what you have seen happen.
Host CO_Lyon says:
::reaches up and grabs Jovan by the front of his uniform:: CMO: Took your time to get hire?
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The Breen ship begins to move towards the Cherokee within tractor range.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Sparrow/ CTO: Are we close enough to the edge of the anomaly to grab them from the outside?
CSO_Nash says:
XO/CTO: The Breen are aging in tractor range.
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: I think I have them. Re-establishing lock.
CMO_Brabas says:
CO: Sir you have to understand. ::As he gives him a little bigger dosage of pain killers:: The ship has to be first saved!
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::engages thrusters again:: XO: Moving out.
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The last growth spurt hits the Cherokee crew and the last 3 inches of their growth occurs at one time!
Host CO_Lyon says:
CMO: I don't ca... AAAARGH!
Host CO_Lyon says:
::passes out::
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Sir, I think......::falls to the ground unconscious::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Curls up again on the edge of the chair, clamping teeth on arm to try and make it through the pain.::
OPS_Nash says:
::whimpers loudly as more pain hits her::
CSO_Nash says:
Self: ARRGH! ..This is gonna be a big one. :: Feels the pain building.:: Sits down and moves his shoes into position.::
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  Suddenly the Cherokee is out of the anomaly, while the Breen ship is still within.
CMO_Brabas says:
::As pain rush he gives himself same dosage of pain killers as to CO and grasps::
CMO_Brabas says:
Out loud: Arghhh!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Sparrow:  Keep us moving away, just in case.  All:  Be prepared.  We don't know how our towed friends will react.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::groans and reverses the thrusters, since they are out of the anomaly, making them actually still move away from the anomaly::
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  The Breen ship moves into normal space and weapons turn hot ready to fire on the Cherokee.
CMO_Brabas says:
::He stretches on the floor and try's to forget pain as he awaits the chemical to get his way::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Notices CTO has collapsed, moves towards Tactical Console until he recovers.::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
OPS: Open the channel back up.  Our friends want to play I think.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::grits his teeth:: XO: Evasives programmed.
CSO_Nash says:
:: Looks at his console seeing the Breen Status change.:: XO: Their weapons are hot.
OPS_Nash says:
::she focuses on the console, then she feels a cramp in her abdomen::  SELF:  Great!  No wonder, the pain is including menstrual cramps. XO:  One moment let me focus on my duties again.
CSO_Nash says:
XO: And locked on us.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Walks over to CTO:: Self: As I say no one listens. ::Gives CTO something to wake up::
OPS_Nash says:
::opens a channel to the Breen::  XO: Channel open Commander.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: Disarm your weapons.  I'm not in a mood to parlay right now.  Back off!
CTO_Worthington says:
::looks up and sees the CMO:: CMO: Am I dead? Are you the devil?
CMO_Brabas says:
::Smiles:: CTO: Are you hoping it is so?
CMO_Brabas says:
CTO: Get up.
CMO_Brabas says:
CTO: We need you!
CTO_Worthington says:
CMO: I hoped so it would make me feel better about killing you. ::gets to his feet::
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  Cherokee, do not be so confrontational... we will escort you to our borders or would you prefer the ship that is on LRS to fire on you without warning?  This is our way of saying... ::hesitates:: of saying thank you.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Sparrow: Engage for the border.
CTO_Worthington says:
::hears the Breen say thank you:: Out loud: I am dead!
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: Understood.  We'll follow you out.
OPS_Nash says:
Self:  Thank you indeed, then why did they hesitate in the thank you.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> XO: Aye, sir. ::sets course::
CMO_Brabas says:
::He taps his combadge::*Med team*:I need some of you on the bridge! We need to take the Captain to Sick Bay, pronto!
CTO_Worthington says:
::tries to stand up but falls, not being able to put any weight on his foot:: Self: Damn!
Host Breen says:
ACTION:  OPS picks up a communication to the Breen that the Cherokee is being escorted out of Breen territory.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
OPS: As soon as things are "back to normal", prepare a message to Star Fleet to have this area quarantined.
CMO_Brabas says:
::Grab CTO to the arm as he begins to fall::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CTO: Go get checked out.  I'd rather have you at 100% if something happens.
CSO_Nash says:
XO: All data from sciences sent to OPS for inclusion in the message.
CMO_Brabas says:
CTO: You are going with me to Sick bay!
CTO_Worthington says:
::lies on the ground, not wanting to move:: XO: Aye.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::fights the urge to zoom out of there::
OPS_Nash says:
XO:  Already on it, Commander.  ::pauses a moment::  Commander, I picked up Breen to Breen vessel that we are to be escorted out of their territory.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CSO: Good.  Hard part will be explaining what this thing is in the reports.  Just hope the sensor data isn't "backwards".
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: Thank you sir. Finally!
Host Breen says:
@COM: Cherokee:  Before you leave, what is your name?  My name is Qwill...
CSO_Nash says:
:: Sends the data packet to OPS.:: OPS: There's the hard copy. XO: I hope not either.
CMO_Brabas says:
::He grabs CTO under arm and gets him up:: CTO: Before you kill me, try with helping me to walk you toward TL!
CTO_Worthington says:
XO: Can't you just beam us to Sick Bay or do I have to walk there?
Host XO_Ayidee says:
::Relaxes just a bit, then nods a relief Tactical Officer over.::  CMO: I apologize for the delay Doctor, but there was "little" choice.  ::Laughs softly at the pun.::
OPS_Nash says:
::takes the data::  CSO:  Thank you, I hope the powers that be will act on this immediately.
Host CO_Lyon says:
<Lt_Sparrow> ::glances over his shoulder:: XO: The captain is looking very pale, sir.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
COM: Breen: Ayidee, Commander Tio Ayidee.  Captain Lyon is injured, or he would answer you himself.
CMO_Brabas says:
XO: That is O.K., Sir. ::Smiles softly::
CSO_Nash says:
OPS: With an adamant suggestion from this crew I'm sure they will.
Host XO_Ayidee says:
CMO: Are they stable enough to Transport?  If so, do it.
OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Believe me, I know of one Operations Officer will highly recommend it. ::smiles::
CMO_Brabas says:
*Transporter chief*:Please get us to Sick bay, three to beam out!
Host Breen ACTION:  The CMO. CO, and CTO are beamed directly to sickbay. 
Host CO_Lyon says:
::appears in sickbay, prone on a biobed::
CTO_Worthington says:
::materializes on a biobed::
CSO_Nash says:
:: Smiles back at OPS.::
CMO_Brabas says:
::He appears in Sick Bay::
Host XO_Ayidee says:
Computer: Location of Dylan Whitaker?
CTO_Worthington says:
::looks over at the Captain:: CO: You look like I feel.
CSO_Nash says:
:: Hopes Kyleigh is alright as he sees her sending the message.::
OPS_Nash says:
::she prepares the data and transmits them to Starfleet Command and marks it URGENT::
Host CO_Lyon says:
::opens an eye, looking at the ceiling:: Self: Oh, great... sickbay. ::closes his eye again::
CMO_Brabas says:
::As he was fear the sick bay was full and T'Mol was on the job as a lot of the Medical staff.
Host CO_Lyon says:
::keeps his eyes closed:: CTO: I hope you're feeling great.
Host SM-Trish says:
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