Tide of the Red Menace - Part One

Posted on Fri Mar 20th, 2020 @ 4:15pm by Captain Tolian Brevik & Lieutenant Commander Lindsay Watseka & Lieutenant Martin 'Pharma Bro' Shkreli & Colonel Anthony "Ironhide" Raynor
Edited on on Thu Oct 22nd, 2020 @ 4:26am

Mission: Mission 103: The Rumblings of Discontent
Location: Various Locations - USS Solemn Penance
Timeline: 1000Hrs - August 26th, 2393

Ensign Jean Becker sighed softly as over twenty bodies began appearing in sickbay, she presently wore the rank of Commander and the posting of Chief medical officer, she had been expecting a light posting with little work, she would not need to showcase her lack of any real experience as she was only qualified as a nurse and nothing else. Still, she turned her head. "Rosie!. John!" she called. "I need a hand with this.." the young blond-haired female sighed softly. "Shit..."

Crewman Rosie Nunez came around the corner, she sighed softly as she muttered something in her native Spanish. She was also wearing the rank of Lieutenant and she was presently holding the posting of Chief Counselor, as she brushed the black hair out of her eyes. Meanwhile, the third person in the little crowd was only a civilian and he was in, looking at getting to his spouse who was locked away in one of the isolation labs. The two women before him were a threat in the matter and neither had offered him access to the lab and both had refused to let him see his wife.

Watseka was now in any mood to help as he couldn't get into the armoured citadel area of the ship which had suddenly become sealed off as a result of the mutiny, so now he was unable to get to his children and he couldn't go home so he was stuck with two unruly women who were at best, incompetent and had taken advantage of the issues or were actually part of the mutiny. Watseka assumed it was the latter rather than the former, but he hoped he was wrong. These two would want him to assist and he planned to refuse them,

"John, you gonna help us... or What?"

"Nope." Watseka smiled slowly. "You know my price..."

"She's been quarantined. Dammit, John, these men could die if you don't help them." Nunez answered hotly. "Fuck man, give us a hand already."

"He's fucking worthless. Let him stew... He won't get access to his wife... Not without this..." as she held up a PADD. "But you'll never get it, not without going through me. Besides, you were free to leave anytime. This.. is MY sickbay... MINE and nobody else's!" Becker dismissed him without another word.

The door opened and in walked Captain Skherli, he ignored Watseka as he focused on Becker. "I need our security personnel up again, Ironhide might try another attack. we need to be ready..." he commented.

Becker sighed. "Most of them are suffering from heavy stun. I am surprised that none of them are dead..." Becker paused. "They need rest after they recover... They are only stunned, they will recover." she paused. "I won't keep anyone here a second longer then I have to," she added,

"Good." Skherli paused as he noticed Watseka nearby. "What's your problem?"

Watseka decided to go all in. "My problem is that your lackey won't let me see my wife, citing some kind of parasitic infection or some crap like that..." he answered. "Your the Chief Medical Officer of this ship aren't you little NOD solder-boy... So what's the issue?" he inquired. "Or is it that these guys have to deal with the gene that you people let out of the bottle..." Watseka indicated the wounded that was presently being treated by the medical officer and the counsellor, two people of a staff that should have been thirty people strong.

"Y'know. I like you... see to it that your mouth doesn't offend people at random and you might even go places." Skherli answered. "Check the Commander and if she can handle a visitor, let her see her husband..."

"Yessir." the Doctor answered a moment later. She decided not to argue with him on the subject before Skherli turned and departed sickbay a moment later. She regarded Watseka with a rather evil glare. "If any of these people die, it's on your head."

"No girl, it's on yours as you are clearly unqualified... Both of you." Watseka answered as the door suddenly opened and in came Ironhide as if he owned the place. "Ladies." he addressed the Doctor and the Counselor. "I'm either liberating you or taking you prisoner... I hate taking prisoners..."

"You are a traitor-" was as far as the counsellor got before Nadine, who had followed Ironhide through the door simply shot her with a phaser rifle, clearly set to stun before she took aim at the medical officer. "Last chance!" she growled.

"Fuck you-" Becker found herself taking a stun round to the chest, she screamed as it blasted her back and over a table, she then landed on her head before coming to rest in a heap, the odd look of her neck was confirmed a moment later as Watseka relived the now dead corpse of the lock. "Guys, this one's dead..." he commented quietly

Ironhide sighed softly. "What about her?" he indicated the downed counsellor.

"She's only stunned," Watseka answered a moment later.

Watseka nodded. "Let's crack open some of these recovery rooms, we can use them as jail cells."

Ironhide paused as he activated the EMH Program, calling for a dozen copies. "Move those four to recovery rooms two, six, eight and ten..." he snapped off his orders. "The ship has been seized by mutineers, they are needed to live so they can testify, do not permit them to take their own lives."

Watseka nodded. "Wait, put them in status instead, so they won't be awake to even have the chance." he paused a moment. "But revive the marines..." he commented evenly. "You can use them to retake the ship... I need to remain here and help my wife with things." he lifted a medkit. "I am certified and qualified as a medic and paramedic."

"Very nice." he paused a moment. "You think Lindsey can help?" Ironhide asked of Watseka.

"I think she can when she's revived and cleaned up." Watseka paused. "You'll need to break Bart DeCrescents out of his cell. I'm utterly convinced he didn't do this to my wife... Bart has been a friend of my family for way too long to even consider it."

The marines began to wake as the EMH's tended to them as Ironhide smiled. "I wish I had your faith... We'll leave you to it..."

"Good Luck Colonel," Watseka answered lightly.

"You too John." and with that Ironhide turned. "Marines, we are leaving!"

"Right behind you sir." one of the men shouted in an Australian accent.