Wrong Turn at Eris...(OPEN)

[Paisley Gregorvich]

0900 Hours
Meropis Fly-over Space
Paisley's cruiser 

She came to in a cloudy haze. Her blue eyes opened, and she shut her eyes immediately in the dim glare of the emergency lighting. She groaned. She HURT. She was about 99% sure her left leg was broken, and she could feel the dried blood crusting near her ear. Lovely. She opened her eyes again, slowly, one at a time. She looked around the ceiling-the damage was BAD. She sat up, gingerly, and looked around. Her operating console was out, and she had a HUGE gap where her chair should've been. Nice. 


She wasn't going to be able to stand, so with all her might, she combat-crawled across the floor to her first-aid kit, and, on the way, snatched her radio off the nearby console. She didn't know if it would even work, but she could TRY. She HAD to try. She pulled a few things out of her kit-some band-aids, pain releliver and a bottle of water. She only had provisions for one day. Damn pirates. 

She bandaged some cuts on her hand, popped a few pills, and then held the radio to her lips. She turned it on...and lucky her, it WORKED. She didn't know where she was, nor where she had even BEEN, but hopefully SOMEONE was close enough to hear her. 

SOS. I am Paisley Gregorovich of Heliv. I've been hit, need a medic. Repeat, medic needed. SOS. She sighed, and sank back down again, closing her eyes and succumbing to the pain. 

[Paul Riley]

0901
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

Another day on the other side of the universe. At least, that's what Colonel Paul Riley of the Sun Tzu thought he was in for. Breakfast had just about wrapped up in the canteen and the ships' commander had made his way up to the bridge where the day shift were starting to go about their business. It would take a little longer than usual to get the usual ship-wide diagnostics and log entries out of the way. The IOA had determined that they needed to cut their spending just a little bit, so they had to do away with a night crew operating aboard the ship. Instead, Riley had split the crew into two teams of early and late shifts and at night, the senior cadre had pagers and alarm systems active should the ship detect anything untoward.

The ship detected something untoward. A hyper-space window opening up within the star system. The Sun Tzu wasn't in Meropis orbit, but was orbiting the next planet along, which would allow their sensors to cover the entire star system efficiently. It was essentially defense patrol duty. Riley sat in the command chair and calmly examined the readings this new ship had produced,
"On screen" he ordered. The First Officer did just that and brought a ship unlike any they had seen before. A new alien race? A new threat?
"One life sign detected, Sir." Informed the flight control officer to Riley's left, "Incoming transmission."
"Play it..."
"SOS. I am Paisley Gregorovich of Heliv. I've been hit, need a medic. Repeat, medic needed. SOS.
" Riley frowned at this and turned to the First Officer,
"Do we know of a planet called Heliv?" the Officer shook his head, "Alright, one life sign on board you say? Open a channel..." He hailed the ship,
"Unidentified ship this is Colonel Paul Riley of the Earth Ship U.S.S Sun Tzu. You have entered our star system with an active distress beacon. We are able to lend assistance, please state your intentions and your requirements." He released the button and awaited the reply, it seemed almost too early in the day for this kind of tension aboard the bridge.

<Tag Paisley>

[Paisley Gregorvich]

0900 Hours
Meropis Fly-over Space
Paisley's cruiser

Paisley heard the answer as she was about to flop over on her stomach, prone, and succummb to the pain. She pulled herself upright, and fumbled for the radio, her eyes closed, and her breath coming stagnated. She didn't have any self-healing magic powers-damn that luck-and her head hurt because her hair had changed from it's usual inky black to dark blonde.

She put the radio to her lips, and her voice came-sheer will to live, she supposed-with an answer.

Unidentified ship this is Colonel Paul Riley of the Earth Ship U.S.S Sun Tzu. You have entered our star system with an active distress beacon. We are able to lend assistance, please state your intentions and your requirements. She breathed in once.

My intentions are to get the hell out of wherever the hell I am. I just need a medic. I took a hit to my hull; my oxygen is fast depleting, and I think I broke a rib-or all of them. My docking port is open...most of my cruiser is. I am losing... she couldn't speak anymore. The pain was too much.

Tag: Paul Riley, open!

[Ryan Decker]

0901
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

The whole appearance of the other craft sent the crew up to high alert and having only arrived maybe 10 minutes before the Colonel was still only just getting settled in. The tentative hostility of the Colonel was clear even though he had only said four words.

As they listened to the transmission it became clear and both the first officer and himself were seeing the same thing and were in agreement, there was only one lifesign onboard. Ryan still hovered over the lock target and fire controls, it was only prudent. After all all of the Earth born humans and everyone with them seemed to attract trouble or was it that trouble came to them? Gently shaking his head he also locked onto the single life sign with the transporters, even if they fired a ship is that state would easily be destroyed probably even by the rail guns, a plasma beam would be a few levels above overkill and a prisoner to interrogate might make everyone else happy.

The weapons officer set two sets of coordinates to beam to inside the ship, the brig and the infirmary.

Decker decided to speak up. "Sir any of our weapons would be overkill, that ship is quite evidently no threat. I also have a lock on the source of the signal, it lines up with the life sign, we could transport them to the infirmary sir."

<TAG:Paul Riley, Paisley Gregorvich, Open>

[Paul Riley]

0902
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

Riley took a deep breath, something about the intake of the scrubbed ship-air seemed to calm him. His Weapon's Officer, Ryan Decker, gave the Commander some options, "Sir, any of our weapons would be overkill, that ship is quite evidently no threat. I also have a lock on the source of the signal, it lines up with the life sign, we could transport them to the infirmary Sir."
He pondered this for a few moments, he could send over a Jumper or even an F-302 to take a closer look at this 'Paisley's' ship. She seemed genuine enough, and she was asking for assistance after all. Ah, to hell with it...
"Beam her over to the infirmary." He pushed a button on the side of command chair, "Security team to the infirmary," sharing a quick glance with Decker he then pushed another button,
"This is Commander Riley of the Sun Tzu calling Paisley of Heliv. We'll beam you over to our infirmary immediately." With that he nodded to Decker, "Do it." Before she could finish her reply the alien girl found herself aboard the Earth ship.

<Tag Paisley Gregorvich Dr. Roger Harrison>
(sorry it's short, Decker covered most of it really)

[Clarence J. Smith]

0902
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

Clarance walking into the Bridge room holding a cup of coffee, still hot from the pot. He had yet had a cup from this ship, but he was up late going over a few documents that had finally been cleared for him to examine, and they had kept his interests for longer then he had anticipated. He had noticed that something interesting seemed to be going on and had made his way to the Bridge to see what it was. He had walked in on the commander ordering them to beam someone to them over to the infirmary. He took a sip of his coffee as he took a look around the room, then down at the cup. Though it seemed his trip here was quite worthless he had missed all the fun, and the coffee just made it all the worst. He decided to see who they had beamed on board, for he thought me might be able to start some relations with a new society of people might serve some purpose in future encounters. He did make sure to throw his still full cup of coffee away on his way out of the bridge.

<TAG Paul Riley, Paisley Gregorvich>

[Ryan Decker]

0903
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

Looking slightly towards the Colonel as he spoke Decker still wasn't sure how the man would take the suggestion, however he'd been involved in a similar incident, if that was at all possible, when he was flying F/A 18s' the RAN patrol boat had eventually picked them up but not before they'd taken massive precautions, which had cost a few people their lives, and with the beaming technology if she proved violent there was a brig or plenty of open space or even back to her own ship they could send her too.

"Beam her over to the infirmary." Decker nodded before locking in both sets of coordinates. Though before he executed the transport Riley had called a security team to the infirmary, certainly a reasonable precaution.

The colonel then reopened the channel to Paisley. "This is Commander Riley of the Sun Tzu calling Paisley of Heliv. We'll beam you over to our infirmary immediately."
 Ryan looked up just in time to see the Colonel nod at him. "Do it."

"Yes sir." There was a brief pause and with a dual flash she disappeared from her ship and appeared in the Sun Tzu's Infirmary. "Transport Complete. I have however maintained a lock on her life sign... In case she presents trouble."

<TAG: Paul Riley, Paisley Gregorvich, Dr. Roger Harrison, Open>

[Paisley Gregorvich]

0910 Hours
Paisley's Cruiser/Sun-Tzu
Infirmary

Paisley made sure that her ship was as secure as it could be. She was going to be rescued. With a new-found wind of energy, she pulled open her bottom drawer under the console, and slipped her peering glass into her pocket. She said a quick prayer in Helivan, and then laid back down. She was in a lot of pain, and would need deep surgery, or, if she were lucky, a run in with a more advanced race that had some sort of healing device. That'd be nice. Damned space pirates; she was lucky she had military training and could defend herself. Heaven forbid it had been one of her sisters; the outcome would've been very different.

The voice came over the radio again.

This is Commander Riley of the Sun Tzu calling Paisley of Heliv. We'll beam you over to our infirmary immediately... She raised the radio to her lips, but it was too late-by the time she'd opened her mouth, she was in a strange place. She opened her blue eyes, lying on a bed of some sort. There was a bright light looking over her, and a man.

Who are you? He introduced him as Dr. Roger Harrison. That meant little to her, but she was in no state to argue as she went back to sleep.

Tag:all. Doing Rog next ;D

[Dr. Roger Harrison]

0910 Hours
The Infirmary
Sun-Tzu

Dr. Harrison had planned on getting some psych evals completed today. He held a cup of tea in one hand, and a yellow highlighter pen in the other.He was reading through his notes on a staff sargent he didn't know, ready to send some data to the Colonel. He, of course, was going to keep the personal bits out, but he was required to do these sorts of reviews every so often. He heard the buzz of an incoming patient before he heard the Colonel.

Security team to the infirmary... He stood up fast, grabbed his lab coat and hauled ass to the exam room. Just then, the form of a young woman appeared. She was battered, but he could hear her breathing-it was rapid and shallow. She was struggling to breathe, and he got to work, barking orders and gathering supplies rapidly.

Sgt. Kelly, he called out to a young female Army nurse,Get me a surgical kit, please, and some gauze. For Chrissakes, someone COVER her with something. Yeoman, I'll need you to clear my schedule, we've got an emergency.[/color][/b][/font] He flipped on the exam light, a bright, flourescent bulb lamp that would allow him to work closely and still see. He spoke to the unconcious woman as Sgt. Kelly reappeared, her arms full of the supplies he'd need. He advised her to scrub in-he'd need help, and he didn't exactly trust the Marines with their guns to have washed thier hands.

Miss. Don't worry. I will do my best to help you; you will be out of pain soon. He took a deep breath. This would be his first operation on an unknown, and as he started an IV, he spoke to the men assembled.

What can you tell me about this woman? Race? Anything?? He looked back at Sgt. Kelly. I'll need my handheld healing device. Please take over; give her only 2 cc's of Morphine in the IV. I will be back in a moment. He jogged back to his office, and retrieved his device. He hoped that if his lame human measures didn't work, that would.

Tag:Ryan Decker, Paul Riley, Clarence J. Smith

[Paul Riley]

0912 Hours
The Infirmary
BC-304 Sun-Tzu

Colonel Riley had made his way down to the infirmary just in time for all the commotion to die down enough for him to get a good view of Paisley. There she was, lying unconscious on the table. She appeared to be dressed like a festival goer of sorts, a young girl out of place but hopefully not out of time. Doc Harrison rushed to and fro barking orders. Riley was stood in the hall outside, looking in on the surgery room through the security glass, he could just about hear what was being said,
"Miss. Don't worry. I will do my best to help you; you will be out of pain soon.
" Roger leaned over Paisley and reassured her, another of the medical technicians began to scan her as she again fell out of consciousness. More shouting, organized chaos,
"What can you tell me about this woman? Race? Anything? I'll need my handheld healing device. Please take over; give her only 2 cc's of Morphine in the IV. I will be back in a moment.
" Roger left the room via a side door in search of the healing device.

On the unsanitized side of the viewing screen, Paul Riley folded his arms and looked in on the scene. He felt concerned, and he felt a small degree of responsibility. They'd taken in this stranger, she was gravely injured and they were the only ones who could help. Without the skilled crew of Earth's latest ship this innocent wayfarer might have suffered a different fate by now. Riley had made sure he had his earpiece in when he'd left the bridge in the hands of Shawn Booth and the team. He tapped the device,
"Bridge this is Colonel Riley, open a channel with Meropis and update them of the situation. It appears we have an injured friendly on board. Her ship remains unoccupied in orbit." He hoped she was friendly... Paul squinted at the girl, did her hair just change color slightly? No, that's impossible, must be the artificial lighting in the surgical room.

<Tag Paisley Gregorvich Dr. Roger Harrison Ryan Decker and Clarence J. Smith if he has finished his coffee>

[Ryan Decker]

0912
Bridge
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

It had been close to ten minutes, seven almost exactly since they had beamed the alien on board, they, on the bridge at least still hasn't heard much and Colonel Riley had gone down a few minutes ago to see for himself, probably as any good ship's Command officer would. He expected to see the XO Shawn Booth at any moment. Still watching the sensor screens he kept his eye out for anything indicated a cloak, hyperspace window or anything else resmebinling a ship drone, just in case they needed to blow it apart, since clearly it wasn't the friendly, but then again, they could have been almsot anyone, but generally the only people who proper capital ships like that, were legitimate people or those good or lucky enough to find them selves in possesion of one, the Lucian Alliance or old earth pirates for example.

Nothing was coming up and soon they got a message from the Colonel.

"Bridge this is Colonel Riley, open a channel with Meropis and update them of the situation. It appears we have an injured friendly on board. Her ship remains unoccupied in orbit."
 
Orbit might have been an optimistic term for the friendlies ship, it was in orbit, at least for now. The communications officer busied themself with the message, though the last part of his message made him think. Maybe they should see if the vessel was towable, possible to stabilize or perhaps salvage?

Ryan pressed his ear piece. "Colonel this is Decker, should we get the chief engineer to determine if the vessel is fit for tow or salavage?" Waiting for a response he felt it prudent to radio the chief anyway, after doing so the weapons officer returned mainyl to scannign for any more sudden appearances or other threats.

(some one else can maybe decide what the chief engineers comes up with, Paisley perhaps.)

<TAG: Paul Riley, Paisley Gregorvich, Dr. Roger Harrison and Clarence J. Smith>

[Paisley Gregorvich]

0915
Infirmary

Paisley had felt herself being beamed up-the feeling was familiar; it was how her people moved about thier planet, and often, to nearby planets. They only used lower tech like Deep Space Cruisers when they were leaving the galaxy.

She heard a strange voice in a language she didn't understand immediately.

Miss. Don't worry. I will do my best to help you; you will be out of pain soon It took her pain-riddled brain a few seconds to recogize the language. Tau'ri. She was rescued by Human Beings from Plant 5 Earth, Miky Way vector. The Heliv, and the Council, had no jurisdiction there. Generally, the Tau'ri were friendlies, if a little on the dimwitted side. She opened her bright blue eyes.

Utremkalkuur 'leeaapkru kaxu 'nggaaktaxriir ghakarlaxk toonghighaxgr'xu... She shut her eyes again, struggling to translate from her Native tongue to Tau'ri.

My name is Paisley. I am from Heliv. Your Earth medicines won't help. I need... She couldn't go on. Hopefully they had some kind of healing device or at least someone on board who knew alien medicine. SHe needed her peering glass. Her hair was changing colors again, from the deep black to blonde, and a few shades in between. She was in pain. She was scared.

She could hear sounds, and some she could translate and some not. She felt herself being covered by some kind of cloth material, and warmth followed shortly after. She snuggled into it, and soon, she could hear the buzz of the Handheld Healing Device. Ancient technology. How did these Tau'ri possess it?!

After a few minutes, she was feeling better, enough to open her eyes to speak to the tall, brunette man standing over her. His jacket read "Harrison," and she could sense he was the man who'd spoken to her earlier.

leapk...My cruiser. It's too far gone to salvage. Can you have your people destroy it? My father is going to KILL me... She let herself sink back to sleep, in less pain than before. Nice. This Earth medicine man was pretty good for a lesser being.

Tag:Paul Riley, Ryan Decker, Clarence J. Smith, all

[Dr. Roger Harrison]

0920 Hours
Infirmary
Meropis

Roger looked from patient to door. If Clarence wasn't going to make himself useful, he needed to GO! Otherwise, grab some gauze and get to work! "No idle hands" was Roger's motto. He prepped Paisley's skin for adminstration of medications. He rubbed a small spot on her stomach- after having had a female nurse remove her top and cover her with a gown-with alcohol and a cotton swab. He applied the machine to her stomach, and prayed that SOMETHING would happen. Due to his gene therapy, he was able to get a tiny amount of power, and a small "whirrr" noise started. It was only a few moments, but Paisley's face relaxed a little, and he smiled. He was glad to bring her a little bit of relief. He shook his head when her hair turned from blonde to brown and back to blonde again, finally settling on deep black.

He looked up, and saw Col. Riley. He might need to transport this young woman to the base; there, he had a better set up, and certainly more space to nurse a hurt, young female alien life form back to health. PLUS Dr. Kells would be there, and might be able to assist. He sighed, but nodded to the man, indicating they were out of the woods-for now. Barring any major internal issues, which he could assess once they got some of the bleeding to stop.

Paisley opened her eyes, and spoke.

leapk...My cruiser. It's too far gone to salvage. Can you have your people destroy it? My father is going to KILL me... He chuckled, but picked up his radio.

Bridge, this is Dr. Harrison. The...patient has requested her cruiser be destroyed. She says it's too far gone to salvage. Any chance we can get some kind of translator down here? He sighed, and then replied to Paisley before washing his hands again.

Don't worry, Miss. We will take care of it. I am sure that your father will just be happy that you're alright. He hoped so, anyway.

He left her alone, then, under the care of Sgt. Kelly, to prep a scanner to look for internal bleeding. He wished for a hospital ship, but knew that he was doing the very best he could under the circumstances. If they were lucky, they wouldn't have to do surgery, and just keep Paisley out of pain while her own body healed. And if she were like the REST of the aliens, she'd have a fast go of it.

Tag:Paul Riley, Ryan Decker, @yukka

[Paul Riley]

0921 Hours
The Infirmary
BC-304 Sun-Tzu

The Colonel had been surveying the scene for some time. His ear-piece sounded, it was Decker,
“Colonel this is Decker, should we get the chief engineer to determine if the vessel is fit for tow or salvage?” Riley thought on this for a moment,
“Have the team take a look at it, but it being un-manned it’s probably going to enter into a decaying orbit anytime soon. If we can retrieve it, great, if not... Don’t let it break through the atmosphere. A ship that size will cause us a few issues.”
He tapped his ear-piece to end the call. A strange garbled tongue came out of the young woman’s mouth, Riley raised his eyebrows. It was then that she took a deep breath and repeated herself, this time in Earth English,
“My name is Paisley. I am from Heliv. Your Earth medicines won't help. I need...” She was clearly hurt, drifting in and out of consciousness. The Colonel’s view was blocked by nurse staff rushing to and fro tending to the casualty. His thoughts were delayed by the hair colour... It was changing again! Black to Blonde! Riley took a small intake of breath; he felt butterflies in his chest. They had on board their ship a real alien from an unknown race, this was huge.

Wait a minute. His thoughts were suddenly derailed, Earth!? She claimed to be from a planet called Heliv who Earth had never heard of. He shrugged it off, she probably had a good memory, even in this injured state. There was no way she had full knowledge of their medical arsenal, he would let Doctor Harrison prove the star girl wrong. Roger had re-entered the room by now and started to use the Goa’uld healing device, passing a quick nod to the Colonel that meant more than just yes. Riley cast a quick glance at the clock, he was well aware that time was of the essence here. A few tense minutes passed.

“My cruiser. It's too far gone to salvage. Can you have your people destroy it? My father is going to KILL me...” She sunk back into a deep sleep once more. Riley thought on this, Father? Well destroying the cruiser might not be an issue, it would probably enter a decaying orbit anytime soon anyway. Right on queue Harrison replied to the girl’s requested by tapping his radio transmit button,
“Bridge, this is Dr. Harrison. The... Patient has requested her cruiser be destroyed. She says it's too far gone to salvage. Any chance we can get some kind of translator down here?” He noticed Roger say something else to Paisley off the radio, but couldn't hear because of the glass. A decision would need to be made soon if the ship was really that bad, for the safety of the life down below on the planet, he tapped his own piece again,
“Bridge this is Riley. Keep me updated on the vessel’s progress. Over and out.” Riley straightened up, took a breath and made his way to the surgery room door, it looked like they’d done what they can for now. Roger was removing his scrubs as Riley tapped the button requesting the door be opened. He smiled as warmly as he could at the man, thinly veiled but an effort in kindness nonetheless.

<Tag Paisley Gregorvich Dr. Roger Harrison Ryan Decker Shawn Booth>

[Shawn Booth]

0921
Infirmary
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Meropis Star System

After Shawn finished his breakfast and orange juice he heard about the visitor. He knows the visitor is in the infirmary and we have never encounter her people or her. This is a first contact and Shawn hopes she doesn't have grave injuries because we don't need a new civilization to be at war with us for something we didn't do. She wants her ship destroyed and obviously if we do destroy it and her people come looking for her and she happens to be dead and we destroyed her ship, it wouldn't look very good for us.

Shawn walks into the infirmary looking for the special guest and doesn't see her or the doc but he does see the Colonel. "Hey Colonel, how is the patient? I hope she doesn't have any grave injuries." Shawn says as he looks into the operating room standing next to the Colonel hoping for this alien not to be dead.

<Tag Paul Riley>