The Vulcan with the Winchester

Posted on Sat Apr 1st, 2023 @ 6:13pm by Lieutenant T'Ka O’Drisscol

Mission: *CD*
Location: Starfleet Medical/Runabout
Timeline: Current

T’Kar had been packing up the vast expanse of his office on starfleet medical, His deep whiskey brown hair pushed back as he pulled his hand through his messy, sweat-entangled hair “Computer play Make damn sure -by taking back Sunday” T’kar spoke witha little jovial hitch to voice as he placed another box of his trinkets to the side, His office was beginning to look spartan, he hated sterile looking places despite being a medical officer, white cumbersome walls with no decoration stressed the young half Vulcan out to no end.

He folded his black laboratory coat and placed it in his black 45-liter starfleet medical began, with his name and the words Ensign inscribed on it, as he ran his hands over the word ensign, his brain flashed back to his time on on the USS Vashti, during the dominion war, the bag in his very hand had served him well and had seen many combat situations, The memory that flashed before the young half vulcans mind as the day the dominion boarded the USS Malohowsan a miranda class ship, It was during the second battle of deep spce nine, that he was beamed aboard, during a mass hostile take over, that day he lost to many comrades, it was that day he realized what strength truly was.

T’ka shook his head as he remembered returning to the land of the living, his whole triage office was packed up. He grabbed his medical bergan, medical tricorder and pressed his comm badge “Transporter room this is Lieutenant O’Driscol im ready to have my stuff beamed aboard the Runabout Winchester” as he waited around the transporter cheif clicked back “Understood Liutennant beaming out now” As that last communication came through his stuff whizzed out in a shimmer of blue orbs.

+Winchester Runabout+
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T’ka walked onto the runabout and placed his bergan down on the spare helm chair, pulling himself around “Runabout Winchester You are Cleared for Departure” the voice came over the in house tanoy as he dialed up the hailing frequency “Thank you Starfleet Medical Runabout winchester preparing for departure” he spoke as he spooled up the thrusters and the impulse engines “God Speed Liutennant O’Driscol save journeys out there” with the last syllable uttered the thrusters kicked in and the winchester broke free of hanger deck and soared into the blue skies of san francisco.

The Winchester broke orbit and was greeted by wondrous stars of the sol system, He looked at the helm console “Well it been a long while since I've been at the helm of a ship” he spoke in an almost monotone voice looking at the padd next to him he layed in the course for starbase 67, he pushed the warp nodule up to maximum.

He pushed his bag onto the floor and grabbed his padd from his bergan, reading over his itinerary and everything was boxed off “I love it when a plan comes together” he said with a brief smile. He had been working on a few medical experiments before he had been assigned to the USS Sunfire and he needed to make sure his simulations of the drugs he had been working on were going the way he wanted them too.
As the runabout kicked into warp, he left his station to go to the replicator “Computer make vulcan chai Tea please hot” just as he said it the replicator kicked into life and the hot steaming cup arrived. He walked back over to his seat nad placed his feet up on the other chair and drank from the warming cup of fusion tea as he poured over the simulations he had been working on to treat scarlet fever in humans, using an experimental drug made of vulcan and earth medicines.

At warp 5 it'd be at least a couple of days before he reached starbase 67, which meant more than enough time to hammer out the simulations for his experimental treatment. Medical science had always been a priority for him even when he was a child he found illnesses and cures for them facinating.

Drinking from his cup of steaming vulcan and chai tea, he felt his eyes fluttering, it had been a long da of triage and patients before getting in the runabout. He placed the Padd down on the mantle of the helm console.

“Computer wake me up when were a day out of arriving at starbase 67” He said as he finished his drink and walked back over to the long bench and grabbed the small blanket and placed his head down, one flutter two flutters and T’kar was asleep.