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Allergies

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 2:46am by Commander Sokanon It'kla

Mission: Mission 17: The Drug-Dimmed Tide
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0830Hrs - December 13th, 2390

Windspirit was busy dealing with the multiple issues, allergies, morning after pills, and people having lousy reactions to the cigars, among other weird issues. On top of that, neither the CMO or ACMO could be found. At least the afternoon began to quiet down a bit. She then noticed as the door opened and Zara walked in looking for something, and looking extremely uncomfortable, "Hey captain, what you looking for."

"My crotch itches," Zara spoke and let out a few awes from scratching. "Badly."

"You wouldn't be the first one," Windspirit pulled out her tricorder, then saying, "Well at least in your case its not pubic lice. Alright, lets move to one of the privacy curtains, I need to check it out."

Zara flinched once she realized what that meant. "Can't you just.... Scan around the lady part?"

Windspirit gave her a stern look, "I need to know the cause, now drop them."

Zara moved behind the curtain rather skeptically. Then she looked at her crotch, scratched it a few times, then asked, "You wont laugh, right?"

Windspirit simply looked at her and said, "I have been a doctor for over 30 years, I have seen what happens when people leave some of the nastiest STD's going for months or years, I highly doubt that you will even make the top 50 worst cases that I have dealt with."

Zara nodded nervously and undid her pants. She closed her eyes as she dropped her trousers for the world to see. The lady part was swollen red and raw from too much scratching. Other areas on her legs showed light red patches that were semi-coarse.

Windspirit shook her head, and plucking off a small clump of white hair, that clearly didn't belong to Zara, she commented, "Yep, definitely an allergic reaction. Now I wonder whom this belongs to." Windspirit began to run the hair through a DNA test."

"I don't remember sleeping with anyone hairy," Zara tried to protest, her hand scratching her lady part again.

Windspirit batted Zara's hand saying, "Quit scratching, you've made it bad enough already." She then looked at the DNA test and said, "Apparently this fur belongs to a Commander Teval, do you know him."

"Ooooh fuck," Zara complained and plopped back on the bed. "Why don't I remember that?"

"Well, that weed of yours was quite potent," Windspirit commented dryly, "Now unfortunately because Commander Teval's species is so rare, I don't have a specific allergy medication designed to deal with his species. So I'll have to call him in as well."

"..." Zara just laid there, dumbfounded. Almost as if she'd taken more Klingon hooch. All the while, she started scratching again.

Teval and Hakaya both walked into the sickbay, unsure of what they where called in for, however, the moment he saw Zara, he immediately looked in the other direction. Hakaya noticed her brother's reaction. grinning at him, She said, "Oh what did you do."

Teval looked at the ceiling, "Nothing."

Windspirit walked up to Teval and Hakaya, saying, "He had sex with Zara."

Teval wanted to crawl into a comer and die, while Hakaya's hand went to her mouth, trying to stifle a laugh.

Zara pulled the medical blanket over her head and tried to secretly scratch from cover.

Windspirit gave a no nonsense request, "I need a fur sample and blood sample."

Teval managed to say, "What for."

"The captain is having an allergic reaction to your fur," Windspirit said nonchalantly, "Unfortunately due to the rarity of your species, there is no allergy medication designed to take your species into account."

Neither Hakaya nor Teval protested on the matter, however Hakaya was unable to stop laughing, and after Windspirit got what she needed, Teval left as quickly as possible, with Hakaya in tow. "You know brother, I'd never figured she'd be your type."

"Shuttup."

"Are they..." Zara paused with a small awe from under her blanket, "gone?"

Windspirit rolled her eyes, "Yes they are gone, but you know that you do work with these people, quit acting like a teenager. Now it will take me about 20 minutes to make an antidote, and if you don't quit scratching I will put a restraining field on you. I can hear it."

"It itches though," Zara whined and pulled her hands from the blanket.

Windspirit just shook her head as she made the antidote. It didn't take her long, and she wasted no time giving it to Tane.

The relief was instant. Tane's body relaxed and she appeared to smile hugely from relief. Eventually she asked, "Will I need anymore medication?"

"As long as you don't decide to have sex with any more Kurokuri," Windspirit replied flatly.

The sickbay doors opened and in walked a Caitian who was limping in pain. "Oww..... the woman whimpered.

Windspirit looked at Sokanon, and saying," You too huh."

"Yes.." she came over. "Oww..." she whimpered.

Windspirt sighed impatiently and gave her a scan," Yeah you did a number on yourself, I see he was well endowed."

"Yes.... his name was Private Gunthar Werner..." she explained.

"Ah," Windspirit nodded," Well, the damage is quite extensive, so I need you to move behind the privacy curtain."

Sokanon whimpered as she approached. "Okay..." as she hopped up on the biobed. "How bad did I fuck myself up?"

Windspirit, with little mercy in her voice, Said," well i need to look, so drop them."

Sokanon dropped her pants and her underwear as she winced. "Oh..." she hissed in pain.

"Be lucky you didn't fuck an unknown furry thing, in Starfleet Medical's databases," Zara spoke from the next curtain over, while she put her pants back on.

Windspirit looked at the damage, then put her palm to her face," Yeah, Its bad."

Sokanon whimpered. "I was with Private Werner..... fuck that man is a beast.."

Windspirit shook her head in disappointment as she began to treat Sokanon," I can tell, now I need you back in one piece, because most of the medical staff is still missing."

"That bad..?" she commented. "Alright.. " she sighed softly, which came out as a mournful sigh

 

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