*** Log file opened: 29/04/01 18:00 

[18:00] <Jeff> <<<<<<<<<<<<< Begin Avalon Mission: Between a Worm and a Hard Place >>>>>>>>>>>>>
[18:00] <EO_Greenhorn> ::in quarters, trying to jam feet into boots that are two sizes too small, and muttering::  I just can't believe I brought the wrong boots when I packed back at Oberon Station....and I've got to go report for duty to my new Chief.....this is not good....
[18:01] <TO_Gunn> ::At a Tac console on the bridge::
[18:01] <EO_Greenhorn> aaargh    ::stamping around and jumping twice to settle the boots::  Alrighty...gotta find the engineering department and a Mister ahhh.....Mister....mmmm....uh oh  
[18:01] <CTO_Viper> ::In quarters getting ready for duty::
[18:01] <CEO_MacLeod> ::In engineering, reading a tech paper on revised sub-space physics::
[18:01] <ACO_Kriss> ::sitting in Captain's chair on the bridge going over the current sensors readings from the gravimetric disturbance::
[18:01] <Jeff> ACTION: A merchant vessel is hailing Avalon, requesting docking clearance.
[18:02] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grabbing PADD and punching up her new commanding officer::  Ah hah!  Mister MacLeod.  I've gotta find a Mr. MacLeod.  ::running down the corridor and trying not to bump into too many people::
[18:02] <CTO_Viper> ::hops in the turbolift and heads to the bridge::
[18:03] <Jeff> ACTION: The operations console beeps again, this time more urgently, regarding the incoming hail.
[18:03] <ACO_Kriss> OPS: Hail the merchant vessel.
[18:03] <CTO_Viper> ::walks on to the bridge::
[18:03] <CTO_Viper> ::answers the hail::
[18:03] <EO_Greenhorn> Wait!   ::hollering at the closing turbolift doors on deck 13::
[18:04] <ACO_Kriss> CTO: What is the status of the vessel?
[18:04] <EO_Greenhorn> ::sliding into the open doors::  Thanks for holding the turbolift!  ::anxious nod at the Vulcan Lieutenant who remains silent and averts eyes in distaste::
[18:04] <Jeff> <Daimon_Toglodryte> COMM: Avalon: This is the Ferengi Merchant Vessel Morepork, requesting docking clearance hu-mon.
[18:04] <CTO_Viper> ::scans the vessel::
[18:04] <EO_Greenhorn> ::straightens tunic and grins lopsidedly at the Vulcan::  
[18:04] <CEO_MacLeod> ::puts his PADD down, leaves his office for the main areas of engineering, and checks the master status board in passing::
[18:05] <EO_Greenhorn> ::running down corridor to Engineering and as she enters the main engineering bay, trips and lands headlong at someone's feet::
[18:05] <CTO_Viper> CO: The ship is requesting docking clearance.
[18:05] <EO_Greenhorn> oof
[18:05] <ACO_Kriss> CTO: Grant him docking clearance.
[18:06] <CEO_MacLeod> ::accidentally kicks a container of lubricant, spilling it::  Aloud:  Ahhh, who left this here!?
[18:06] <EO_Greenhorn> ::silently cursing the shoes that are too small::
[18:06] <EO_Greenhorn> ::winces at the sound of the bellowing Chief Engineer::
[18:06] <CTO_Viper> COMM: Morepork:  You have docking clearance.
[18:06] <CEO_MacLeod> Self:  That stuff is impossible to get out of the carpet
[18:07] <EO_Greenhorn> ::stands at attention::  Mister MacLeod, I'm Ensign Sasha Greenhorn, reporting for duty on temporary reassignment from Oberon Station.
[18:07] <Jeff> ACTION: The ferengi vessel does not reply, but moves to dock with Avalon.  Cargo hands resume unloading the vessel, unfortunately one cargo case is overlooked in the shuffle, and it is knocked over on its side in the busy docking bay.
[18:07] <CEO_MacLeod> EO:  Ahh, yeah, we were inspecting you.  ::looks over the new ensign
[18:07] <CEO_MacLeod> <::>
[18:07] <CEO_MacLeod> EO:  What's your specialty?
[18:08] <EO_Greenhorn> Er....specialty...well...ummmm....I always seem to get assigned to conduit maintenance.  I'm very good inside a Jefferies tube, sir.
[18:09] ACO_Kriss sets mode: +v TO_Gunn
[18:09] <ACO_Kriss> OPS: What is the status of the Andorian Barbers Association party?
[18:09] <Jeff> ACTION: The cargo container leaks a bit of goo which runs through the grating in the floor and lands plop inside a jeffries tube, the container is righted, resealed and delivered the science labs, nobody notices the spill.
[18:09] <CEO_MacLeod> ::looks to Smiley in the corner laughing to himself::  EO:  Excellent, we have a plasma manifold one deck down that has been acting quirky lately...  Would you mind
[18:10] <EO_Greenhorn> CEO:  Ah, yes sir.  I'll take a look right away.
[18:10] <CEO_MacLeod> ::waves a "calm down"  wave at Smiley::
[18:10] <CEO_MacLeod> EO:  Thanks lass.
[18:10] <OPS_Sorvino> ACO: I'd say, happy, and very drunk Sir.
[18:11] <EO_Greenhorn> ::relieved::  CEO:  I'll just gather some tools and be on my way then.
[18:11] <Jeff> ACTION: The goop begins traveling, how is uncertain, down various jeffries tubes and conduits, leaving a bluey goopy residue around the interior of the station.
[18:11] <ACO_Kriss> OPS: Thank you.
[18:11] <CEO_MacLeod> EO:  Outstanding, carry on
[18:12] <Jeff> ACTION: The goo is absorbed into the surfacing throughout the station, leaving bubbling cists in solid duranium.
[18:12] <CTO_Viper> ::Continues to scan the ship::
[18:12] <EO_Greenhorn> ::stuffing some spanners, a plasma regulator and a de-coupler into a carry sack::
[18:12] <CEO_MacLeod> ::moves over to Smiley::  Smiley:  Keep laughing, if she does a good job, she can be your new shift leader.  ::walks past Smiley::
[18:13] <EO_Greenhorn> ::walking gingerly out the doors and flouncing her auburn hair through a tie-loop::
[18:14] <CEO_MacLeod> ::turns back to face Smiley::  Smiley:  As a matter of fact.  ::point to the spilt oil::  Clean that mess up.
[18:14] <EO_Greenhorn> ::stepping off the turbolift and looking for Jefferies tube hatch access #313::
[18:14] <EO_Greenhorn> ::checking PADD for map of station::  Hmmm....it should be here somewhere....aha!
[18:15] <EO_Greenhorn> ::popping the hatch and tossing the sack of tools inside first, then sliding herself in and closing the hatch::
[18:15] <Jeff> ACTION: As the EO enters the Jeffries tube, she notices a red bump in the flooring, approximately 3 inches in diameter.
[18:15] <ACO_Kriss> CTO: Has the Ferengi ship successfully docked, how may we assist her?
[18:15] <CEO_MacLeod> <Smiley>  ::Wipes that grin off his face, and grumbles over to the clean up kit::  Self:  I'm too good for this.  IF that new Ensign hurry's up she can clean this up.
[18:15] <EO_Greenhorn> Now then....where's the plasma manifold I wonder?  uh oh  what's this?
[18:15] <CEO_MacLeod> <up>
[18:16] <EO_Greenhorn> ::sliding the PADD over and fumbling for an engineering tricorder::  Lessee what you are....
[18:16] <Jeff> ACTION: the bump bursts, covering the EO's arm in a greeny-blue goop, with little flecks of browny black organic matter.
[18:16] <EO_Greenhorn> ::scanning the red bump::   ACK!
[18:17] <EO_Greenhorn> uh oh
[18:17] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*  Sir?  I've got a problem here.
[18:17] <CEO_MacLeod> *EO*:  Report ensign
[18:18] <Jeff> ACTION: One of the red bumps is forming behind the tactical console, and on the back of the Captain's chair.
[18:19] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*:  Well sir....there was this little red bump on the decking of the Jefferies tube just inside hatch access #313.  I scanned it and it burst open and now I've got this greenish blue goop on my arm...::peering closely::  There are little flecks of...
[18:19] <CEO_MacLeod> *EO*:  You mean it actually came up through the deck?
[18:19] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*:  ...well....flecks of stuff sir.  It's very itchy and seems to be spreading hives along my arm now.  I'm sorry sir...I haven't gotten to that manifold yet.
[18:20] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*  I don't know sir...it was on the deck plating when I encountered it.  I was scanning it with my tricorder and it burst open.  It registered as an unknown organic matter.  That's all I could get out of it sir.  I'm awfully itchy.
[18:20] <Jeff> ACTION: the bump behind the CTO burst, covering his pant leg.  The one behind the ACO appears to consider bursting, then subsides.
[18:21] <CEO_MacLeod> ::turns and hurries for the Jefferies Tube:: *EO*:  Hang on, I'm on my way. 
[18:21] <SO_Twila> ::Arrives in Main Operations from the Science Labs::
[18:21] <CTO_Viper> ::Jumps forward::
[18:21] <ACO_Kriss> SO: Have the gravimetric readings from the Silla Anomaly changed?
[18:21] <CEO_MacLeod> ::grabs a number 3 eng. kit and a std. med kit along the way::
[18:21] <EO_Greenhorn> uh oh   ::glancing down at arm::
[18:21] <CTO_Viper> ::Tries to push it off::
[18:21] <ACO_Kriss> ::Sees something happen to the CTO's console.::
[18:22] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*  Sir, there's something inside my arm, just under the skin....ugh
[18:22] <Jeff> ACTION: The CTO covers his hand in goop, it has eaten through his pant leg leaving it ragged.
[18:22] <ACO_Kriss> ::quickly gets over to the CTO to see what exactly happed.::
[18:22] <EO_Greenhorn> ::trying hard not to scratch at the irritation::
[18:22] <CEO_MacLeod> *Medical*  Engineering to Sickbay, we might have a medical problem on deck 36, section 12.  ::enters the JT::
[18:22] <CTO_Viper> ::Continues to tear away the fabric::
[18:23] <EO_Greenhorn> ::trying to open the hatch, but her hands are too swollen and painful::
[18:23] <ACO_Kriss> *SICKBAY*: We have a medical need on the bridge.
[18:23] <CTO_Viper> ::Body feels all itchy and irritated::
[18:23] <Jeff> ACTION: Another bump bursts on OPS' chair, covering her rear.
[18:23] <CEO_MacLeod> ::zips down the tube to where Sasha is sitting, moves quickly to her::  EO:  Hey there.
[18:23] <EO_Greenhorn> uh oh....::swatting at torso too:: Oh!  CEO:  You're here....this is bad sir.  I'm sorry.
[18:23] <CTO_Viper> ::Reaches to emergency medkit under console::
[18:24] <CEO_MacLeod> ::takes out a medical tricorder and scans the EO's body::  EO:  Its o.k., what have we got here?
[18:24] <CTO_Viper> ::Pulls the medkit out and grabs a tricorder::
[18:24] <SO_Twila> ACO: Checking, sir.
[18:24] <CTO_Viper> ::Scans himself::
[18:24] <EO_Greenhorn> CEO:  It seems to be moving all over under my skin...watch out for that red bump there on the deck...that's what started it all.
[18:24] <ACO_Kriss> CTO: What does it seem to be?
[18:24] <SO_Twila> ACO: No, sir. No change in the anomaly.
[18:25] <EO_Greenhorn> Everything is swelling up all of a sudden...hey!  What are you doing with that?  ::pushing the CEO away::
[18:25] <CTO_Viper> ::Feels very aggressive::
[18:25] <Jeff> ACTION: the bump on the jeffries tube floor is burst and draining.
[18:25] <CEO_MacLeod> EO:  Relax Ensign.  ::continues to scan::
[18:25] <EO_Greenhorn> CEO:  Get away from me with that thing!  ::shoving at the CEO and moving down further into the Jefferies tube::
[18:25] <SO_Twila> ::Wonders what's up with the CTO::
[18:25] <CTO_Viper> ACO: Seratonin levels ... boosted....!!!
[18:25] <Jeff> ACTION: Some of the goop not yet absorbed into the EO's arm brushes off against the CEO.
[18:25] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grabs a spanner and swings at the CEO::
[18:25] <SO_Twila> ::Quirks eyebrow at what the CTO says, shrugs, goes back to his scans::
[18:26] <ACO_Kriss> SO: Scan this burst bubble and see if you can detect anymore on the bridge and throughout the station.
[18:26] <CEO_MacLeod> EO: Hey!
[18:26] <CTO_Viper> ::Tries to calm himself::
[18:26] <CTO_Viper> ::Jumps up::
[18:26] <Jeff> ACTION: the EO's imperfect aim results in a gentle tap on the CEO's shoulder.
[18:26] <CEO_MacLeod> ::feels something on his arm, doesn't look yet::
[18:26] <SO_Twila> ACO: Aye, sir. ::Takes out a tricorder and scans the bubble ... then inputs the data into his station console, and begins to scan the rest of the station and the operations centre::
[18:26] <EO_Greenhorn> ::poking the CEO in the face with the wrench::  Stay away from me!  Get back!  I mean it!
[18:27] <CEO_MacLeod> ::runs his shoulder::  EO:  Now that's enough!
[18:27] <SO_Twila> ::Blinks:: ACO: Sir ... the entire station is infested.
[18:27] <CEO_MacLeod> ::takes out a hypo-spray with a strong, sedative::
[18:27] <CEO_MacLeod> ::tries to get closer to the EO::
[18:27] <CTO_Viper> ::Stomps to the Tac console and scans the station::
[18:27] <EO_Greenhorn> ::throws the spanner at the CEO's head and runs::
[18:27] <CEO_MacLeod> ::ducks::
[18:27] <CTO_Viper> ::Fighting himself more and more::
[18:27] <EO_Greenhorn> ::trips in the too-tight shoes::  oof
[18:27] <EO_Greenhorn> ::scrambling to stay out of the reach of the CEO::
[18:27] <CTO_Viper> ACO:  Give me...a sedative!
[18:27] <SO_Twila> ::Data keeps on streaming in:: ACO: There are approximately 5,000 "boils" throughout the station, and there are a network of veins connecting them ... they're actually moving through solid bulkheads!
[18:28] <CEO_MacLeod> ::holds the hypo out as he makes a move for the EO::
[18:28] <Jeff> ACTION: The EO's skin is turning red with purple-brown veins standing out, her eyes are bloodshot.  She is behaving like a vulcan going through pon-farr without the benefit of any prior discipline.
[18:28] <EO_Greenhorn> ::convulsing suddenly and screaming::
[18:28] <Jeff> ACTION: the CEO's arm is getting very itchy.
[18:28] <ACO_Kriss> SO: Warn the crew and inhabitants of the station to try and stay away from these boils.  have anyone who has been infected report to sickbay immediately.
[18:28] <SO_Twila> ACO: Aye, sir.
[18:28] <CTO_Viper> ::Pounds his fist on the console::
[18:29] <CEO_MacLeod> *Trans-room*:  Transporter room one, lock onto Ensign Sasha Greenhorn and beam her directly to sickbay!
[18:29] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grabbing the de-coupler off her belt and activating the charge:: 
[18:29] <CEO_MacLeod> ::starts to scratch arm::
[18:29] <CTO_Viper> ::Reaches for his phaser under the console::
[18:29] <MO_Feelgood> ::bumbling around sickbay, not noticing much going on::
[18:29] <EO_Greenhorn> ::running forward toward the CEO, holding the de-coupler at him like a spear::   AAHHHHHHHH
[18:29] <SO_Twila> *ALL DECKS* Attention Starfleet personnel and civilians, the station is apparently infested with an unknown substance which is producing peculiar boils. These boils are extremely dangerous ... ::Puts emphasis in dangerous, although it's not entirely determined it is:: ... KEEP away from them. If you have had contact with the fluid from these boils
[18:29] <SO_Twila> report to sickbay immediately!
[18:29] <MO_Feelgood> ACTION: the EO is transported to sickbay, where she rushes into a wall.
[18:30] <ACO_Kriss> :: sees the CTO getting more emotionally violent.::
[18:30] <EO_Greenhorn> oof   
[18:30] <CEO_MacLeod> ::sits back after watching the EO beam away::
[18:30] <MO_Feelgood> ::raises eyebrow and lets out a little squeak:: EO: Ensign?
[18:30] <EO_Greenhorn> ::unconscious on the deck in Sickbay, bleeding from a head wound::
[18:30] <MO_Feelgood> ::rushes over to treat the EO, notices the signs of some sort of damage all through her body, like her cells are being taken over::
[18:31] <CTO_Viper> ::Grabs phaser and points it other officers::
[18:31] <CTO_Viper> <at>
[18:31] <CEO_MacLeod> *Smiley*:  Mr. Smiley, get a repair team down here immediately, and use the enviro-suits.
[18:31] <SO_Twila> ::Looks surprised at the CTO, and backs into his console::
[18:31] <ACO_Kriss> *Security* to the bridge.
[18:31] <EO_Greenhorn> ::the bleeding subsides and the laceration appears to be closing itself::
[18:31] <CEO_MacLeod> <Smiley>*CEO*:  Aye sir.
[18:31] <ACO_Kriss> ::tries to dodge the CTO's aim.::
[18:31] <CTO_Viper> ALL: Sedate me, now!  Can't..control..myself..!
[18:31] <EO_Greenhorn> ::moaning::   ohhhh      I'm thirsty....
[18:31] <CEO_MacLeod> ::moves towards the JT junction, arm getting really itchy now.::
[18:32] <MO_Feelgood> ::notices little brown wormy things closing the EO's wound, screams rather loudly and faints dead away::
[18:32] <SO_Twila> ::Looks around for a medkit, which might have a sedative::
[18:32] <CTO_Viper> ::moves towards SO Twila::
[18:32] <ACO_Kriss> ::Takes the hypospray from the med kit and loads it with a sedative.::
[18:32] <SO_Twila> ::Backs away slowly from the CTO::
[18:32] <CEO_MacLeod> ::grabs the med kit, takes out an analgesic hypo- and injects his arm::
[18:32] <CTO_Viper> ::Licks his lips  : )::
[18:33] <ACO_Kriss> CTO:  I will do as you ask just let me get to you.
[18:33] <EO_Greenhorn> ::coming around and sitting up groggily on the biobed::
[18:33] <CTO_Viper> ::Ignores the ACO::
[18:33] <CTO_Viper> ::Continues towards the SO::
[18:33] <ACO_Kriss> ::takes hypo in hand and slowly creeps towards the CTO::
[18:33] <EO_Greenhorn> ::noticing someone lying down on the deck::
[18:33] <CTO_Viper> ::Can't sense anything from anyone::
[18:34] <CEO_MacLeod> ::continues up the JT to main engineering::
[18:34] You are now known as Jeff
[18:34] <EO_Greenhorn> ::staggers off the biobed and goes over to Dr. Feelgood...and notices he's got a small cut on his hand from where he cut it on the cuvette he was holding::
[18:34] <CTO_Viper> ::Grabs SO Twila by the shoulders::
[18:34] <SO_Twila> AIGH!
[18:34] <Jeff> ACTION: Approximately 50% of the crew has been infected. The remaining crew are panicking.
[18:35] <EO_Greenhorn> ::wipes off the blood from his hand and stares at it on her finger for a moment...and then licks it...and slowly grins::
[18:35] <CTO_Viper> ::Digs his fingers into SO Twila's shoulder drawing blood::
[18:35] <ACO_Kriss> ::takes the opportunity of the hold the CTO has of the SO and administers the sedative to the CTO.::
[18:35] <SO_Twila> ARGH!
[18:36] <CEO_MacLeod> ::moves to his office, closes the door and proceeds to rip his arm sleeve away::
[18:36] <EO_Greenhorn> ::she bends over him and puts his entire finger in her mouth::
[18:36] <CTO_Viper> ::Turns to the ACO::
[18:36] <Jeff> ACTION: the CTO collapses on the deck, but is breathing fast.  The sedative won't last long.
[18:36] <SO_Twila> ::Backs up, terrified::
[18:36] <SO_Twila> ::Puts a hand over the extreme cut marks where the blood trickles out::
[18:36] <ACO_Kriss> *Computer* : confine the CTO in a level 5 force field.
[18:36] <Jeff> ACTION: tiny brown wormy thingies have traveled from the CTO to the SO, they are entering the puncture wounds on his neck, his neck feels itchy.
[18:36] <CEO_MacLeod> ::scratches his arm, hard enough to make it bleed::  Self:  Blood!  Blood!  I hate blood!  Ahhhh!
[18:37] <Jeff> ACTION: MacLeod can see little brown wormy thingies crawling under the skin as he cuts himself with his fingernails.
[18:37] <SO_Twila> ::Moves his hand from the cut area to the scratchy area of the neck::
[18:37] <ACO_Kriss> *Computer* go to yellow alert.
[18:37] <EO_Greenhorn> ::continues to suck on the finger of Dr. Feelgood and wonders at this strange thirst she has::
[18:37] <Jeff> ACTION: Yellow alert sounds, feeling somewhat anticlimactic.
[18:38] <CEO_MacLeod> ::starts to dig at the worms::  Self:  What is it?!  What are Theyyyy!?
[18:38] <Jeff> ACTION: Final reason is erased from the EO, her only though is to kill and to feed on her victims.
[18:38] <ACO_Kriss> ::sees that the SO has also been infect and erects a force field around him.::
[18:38] <CEO_MacLeod> ::hold his arm back like he's trying to run away from it as he runs out of his office, out of engineering and into the corridor::
[18:38] <SO_Twila> ::Sees the force field, still scratching:: ACO: S-sir?
[18:39] <Jeff> ACTION: The CTO comes groggily around, trashing around in the confines of the force field, other crew begin hammering at the emergency escape hatch, trying to get in.
[18:39] <ACO_Kriss> SO:  This is just a precaution.
[18:39] <EO_Greenhorn> ::dissatisfied with the small amount of blood coming from the cut on the Doctor's finger, she stands, and looks for the synth-blood blank stores::
[18:39] <CEO_MacLeod> ::feels a searing pain in his head, stops running, looks back at his arm, then starts to bite it::
[18:39] <ACO_Kriss> *Computer* : Seal the bridge.
[18:39] <Jeff> ACTION: The operations officer, who has apparently still not noticed her condition, is now in about the same state as the CTO.
[18:40] <CTO_Viper> ::Stands up and feels the force field::
[18:40] <EO_Greenhorn> ::staggering over to the console and opening the refrigerated vault access to get at the synth-blood stores::
[18:41] <Jeff> ACTION: the vault swings ponderously open, revealing stack upon stack of synthetic blood.
[18:41] <SO_Twila> ACO: Sir ... why did you erect a force field? ::Annoyed::
[18:41] <ACO_Kriss> ::sees the OPS officer with the same symptoms as the as the CTO and erects a force field around her.::
[18:41] <CEO_MacLeod> ::continues to bite into his flesh, eventually nicking a vein for a nice warm drink::
[18:41] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grinning in delighted anticipation at the rich, dark blood sitting in clear containers::  Ahhhh!
[18:42] <Jeff> ACTION: the brown wormy things flow out of the CEO with his own blood, recirculating the virus to his every cell.
[18:42] <EO_Greenhorn> ::staggering towards the synth-blood units and opening the first case, to feast upon it::
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[18:42] <CEO_MacLeod> ::falls to the deck, convulsing from lack of blood and infection::
[18:43] SO_Twila sets mode: -o SO_Twila
[18:43] SO_Twila sets mode: +v SO_Twila
[18:43] <ACO_Kriss> *computer*: Can you determine the cause of these boils?
[18:43] <SO_Twila> ACO: Sir ... LET me out of this force field, I'm cut! ::Hits the force field, causing a sizzle ... getting angry now::
[18:43] <EO_Greenhorn> ::slurping in ecstasy::
[18:43] <Jeff> ACTION: as soon as he stops feeding, the wound on the CEO's arm closes and his heart begins a superhuman effort to repair the lack of blood.  He will be back in perfect condition within 3 minutes.
[18:43] <Jeff> ACTION: the computer has insufficient information for an analysis.
[18:43] <ACO_Kriss> SO: I am sorry but you, the CTO and OPS are all infected and I don't want to be.
[18:43] <CEO_MacLeod> ::falls silent and still for a few moments then opens his eyes, glowing red eyes::
[18:44] <CTO_Viper> ::Tries to calm himself and goes into the Ahkinahr state - used for Vulcan Combat Telepathy, but also calms people and makes them very aware::
[18:44] <SO_Twila> ACO: I am NOT infected!
[18:44] <SO_Twila> ::Bangs both his fists into the force field angrily::
[18:44] <CTO_Viper> ::Stops moving and breaths slower::
[18:44] <Jeff> ACTION: the force field burns the SO's hands.
[18:44] <EO_Greenhorn> ^burp^
[18:45] <CEO_MacLeod> ::gets up slowly, licks his lips::  Aloud:  Thirrrrst!  Sooo thirsty!  Need, need blood!
[18:45] <SO_Twila> Oowwwww!!!
[18:45] <EO_Greenhorn> ::starting in on the second case::
[18:45] <CEO_MacLeod> ::staggers off in search of...::
[18:45] <Jeff> ACTION: Several officers stumble into sickbay, they push the EO out of the way and begin gorging themselves on the blood, she is knocked to the floor.
[18:45] <EO_Greenhorn> oof
[18:45] <CTO_Viper> ACO:  Captain, I am attempting to regain control of myself.
[18:45] <ACO_Kriss> SO: I'm sorry but my tricorder readings tell me otherwise.
[18:46] <SO_Twila> ACO: THEN the tricorder IS WRONG!!!
[18:46] <SO_Twila> ::Bangs his fists on the force field again::
[18:46] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grabbing units of blood from the others and continuing to slurp::
[18:46] <CEO_MacLeod> ::pushes his way into vacant quarters and steps upto the replicator::  Computer:  Computer, replicate blood, lots of blood!
[18:46] <Jeff> ACTION: the SO's body is rejecting the infection, he abruptly vomits brown wormy things onto his feet, his neck is slowly returning to a normal shade.
[18:47] <SO_Twila> ::Doubles over and throws up::
[18:47] <CTO_Viper> ACO: Let me assist you.  Give me access to my console.
[18:47] <ACO_Kriss> SO: This new scan shows that you are rejecting the infection.
[18:47] <SO_Twila> ::Isn't able to respond to the ACO as he is depositing amounts of the wormies onto his boots and the ground::
[18:48] <Jeff> ACTION: the feeding frenzy, and the lack of care given to the supplies in sickbay, means that the group in sickbay are about to run out of dinner.
[18:48] <EO_Greenhorn> ::grabbing up the last few units of synth-blood and slurping them down::
[18:48] <CEO_MacLeod> ::a jug of Vulcan blood materialized on the replicator, takes it out and chugs.  Coughs and spits it out::  Computer:  Human blood!
[18:48] <ACO_Kriss> ::lowers the force field around the SO::
[18:49] <ACO_Kriss> SO: We need to determine why you rejected the infection.
[18:49] <CTO_Viper> ::Still calm - for the time being::
[18:49] <SO_Twila> ::Falls out, and finishes throwing up wormy thing, gags:: ACO: Wh- wh - ::Gags again::
[18:50] <EO_Greenhorn> ::stumbling out of Sickbay and heading down the corridor in search of another source of blood::
[18:50] <CTO_Viper> ::Can sense what is going on the station now::  *Computer*:  Take all replicators offline
[18:50] <ACO_Kriss> ::Grabs a nearby phaser and vaporizes the wormy things.::
[18:51] <SO_Twila> ::Feels the heat slightly from the phaser::
[18:51] <EO_Greenhorn> ::leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the corridor decking, and bloody smears on the bulkheads as she staggers down the corridor::
[18:51] <CEO_MacLeod> ::the replicator powers down, starts to hit the replicator repeatedly::
[18:51] <CTO_Viper> <Computer> All replicators are offline.
[18:51] <EO_Greenhorn> ::everything appears overcast in red...hazy::
[18:51] <ACO_Kriss> ::Compares the physiological makeup of the SO to that of the CTO.::
[18:52] <EO_Greenhorn> ::trips again, in the too-tight shoes::
[18:52] <CEO_MacLeod> ::leaves the room and starts to wander the corridors::
[18:52] <EO_Greenhorn> ::stops to fumble with them and manages to get them off, and continues stumbling down the corridor, leaving the bloody boots behind::
[18:53] <SO_Twila> ::Falls back, taking in deep amounts of breath:: ACO: Wh - what happened to me?
[18:53] <Jeff> ACTION: The EO abruptly feels extremely ill, the need to vomit violently suddenly comes upon her.
[18:53] <EO_Greenhorn> oof
[18:54] <EO_Greenhorn> ::vomiting onto the deck::
[18:54] <Jeff> ACTION: the EO is vomiting a mixture of blood, goo and brown wormy things.  Along with the eggs and toast she had for breakfast.
[18:54] <EO_Greenhorn> ::wipes mouth with back of hand, and feels a little more clear-headed::
[18:55] <EO_Greenhorn> ::sits down on the deck to recover::
[18:55] <EO_Greenhorn> ::not feeling thirsty anymore::
[18:56] <EO_Greenhorn> ::looks down at shaking, bloody hands::  uh oh
[18:56] <EO_Greenhorn> ::noticing blood all over uniform...and missing boots::  What happened?
[18:56] <EO_Greenhorn> ::holding head with one hand and tapping badge with the other::  *CEO*  Sir?  I think something terrible has happened...
[18:57] <SO_Twila> ::Just sits there ... wondering what in gods name happened::
[18:57] <CEO_MacLeod> *EO*:  Ewugh!  Ensign...  Where are...  You!?
[18:57] <CTO_Viper> ::Sits down feeling useless::
[18:57] <EO_Greenhorn> *CEO*  Uh, I don’t know sir.  There's blood all over me.  I don't feel well.
[18:58] <CEO_MacLeod> *EO*:  Mmmm, blood.
[18:58] <Jeff> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Pause Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

*** Log file closed: 29/04/01 18:58