T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[doghead]

"Go," she says absently ...

Saanath goes.

While in the hanger he glances in the direction of the door occasionally, but otherwise he focuses on getting the sled back to beta in quick smart time.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Hearing Saanath, Trel shakes his head, wondering just how many bloody locked doors he'll find between himself and the forward hangar bay. "I will try...to come to you..."

That said, he will move with that incredible speed an Aslan wanting to move fast can muster. He'll stop by the pile of used oxygen masks and tanks, and grab a couple, since a human vacc suit won't do him much good, but hopefully one of the masks will be able to be mated to one of the tanks. He'll head towards the forward hanger bay, or at least to where his knowledge of ships tells him such a thing SHOULD be, at flank speed.

Trel gets himself down to the lower deck fast, and winds his way through the cargo bays. There's the medic, he thinks when he sees the body by the low berths, but he keeps on moving until he's stopped in the main cargo hold by a windowed door into the hangar. Through the window, he sees a badly damaged ship's boat, with a human and an Aslan in vac suits getting an injured human (?) onto a sled/stretcher.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Trelene feels the water she's floating in turn to ice, and she feels squeezed and pulled apart all at the same time.

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A few long seconds later, Ktarle and Saanath have her on the sled, and Ktarle begins giving Trelene some coagulents to stem her internal bleeding. It looks like Ktarle will be able to stabilize her, but longer term, she'll need a better air supply. The more Trelene's body has to work for air, the less chance she has of recovering.

 

[Orvallon]

Trel gets himself down to the lower deck fast, and winds his way through the cargo bays. There's the medic, he thinks when he sees the body by the low berths, but he keeps on moving until he's stopped in the main cargo hold by a windowed door into the hangar. Through the window, he sees a badly damaged ship's boat, with a human and an Aslan in vac suits getting an injured human (?) onto a sled/stretcher.

He is tempted, for the briefest moment, to get into his own luggage and grab his gear...but then he decides his vacc suit and the related tanks might have suffered the same dolorous fate as his mask, and just keeps on running for the door of the hangar bay.

When he arrives, and sees the people inside, he'll try to open the door. If he can do that, he'll look around for any oxygen tanks that aren't immediately involved in keeping someone alive.

If he can't open the door, he'll pound hell out of it till somebody does.

 

[doghead]

"Medbay? Theres no oxygen there it would seem. But we have that. Or another small room we can oxgenate ... and didn't the bo.. wasn't there medical equipment at the Lowberths?"

 

[Maerdwyn]

After a few seconds at the terminal net to the door, Trel has the hangar door sliding up.

***

Saanath looks up to see a massive Aslan standing in the doorway to the cargo hold, bearing three or four oxygen masks and their works. Ktarle keeps on working.

 

[Orvallon]

Trel looks at the people in front of him, but his eyes are more focussed on looking for either vacc suits or oxygen tanks, at this point, since his time is growing limited.

If he sees such items, he will make a beeline for them, and try to get a full tank, and hook one of the masks, whichever will fit, to it.

Then he'll take a breath, and look around, to take better stock of the situation.

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarlewaweikye Os Tehlayew Olui, Female Aslan Medic (Academic 5 / Traveller 2)

Ktarle doesn't look up from her work on Trelene. "We need to get somewhere with oxygen. Can you oxygenate an entire room? It would be best if I could operate without this mess." Her tone encompasses the suits, the wreckage of Beta, the Dvonn, the possible conspiracy, Nells-Corzin, and the universe.

When Trel first comes in, she still keeps her gaze and her hands on Trelene, trusting Saanath to handle whatever it is. When the newcomer does not announce his, or her--it could be the Vargr girl--presence, she looks up, eyes narrowed. Saanath's comm friend, she thinks languidly, and then stops abruptly, hands motionless on her equipment. Tretheasofkhou! She shakes herself mentally and physically, though she is careful not to let carelessness harm the unconscious Luriani woman. His coloring is wrong, he's not quite the right height. What is wrong with me? She looks at him once more before turning back to Trelene. I do not have time for this. Saanath can handle it. She almost smiles. He's had experience dealing with disoriented men. Remembering the outcome of the last encounter, she sobers quickly and concentrates once again upon Trelene.

[Once Trelene is stable enough to be moved, she will take the sled to wherever Saanath deems best.

How long does she estimate it will take to get Trelene up and running? That is, capable of action, though possibly not as good as she could be. Also, with the cursory exam of Julia and Zaed--the one that determined they were dead--was there any hint of which would be easier to revive? I know you said it would take a minute to determine time of death, but was there any other information gathered in the quick once-over? I wouldn't have spent more time than it took to determine they were dead.]

 

[Maerdwyn]

Trel sees both a vac suit (probably human-sized) and an unattatched airtank, (which is upright, rather than casually tossed aside as the empty ones upstairs had been) next to where the strangers are working. He strides up to them and grabs up the full oxygen tank, while the two near him are moving the injured woman on a sled, giving them littl eopportnity to object, even if they had wanted to. He quickly attaches one of the masks he carries, straps it on, and inhales deeply.

Looking around, he notes the battered boat, the Luriani woman with the bloody face and the oxygen tube awkwardly taped to her cheek, and the stances of the two active people before him, which seem to display, above all, exhaustion.

 

[Maerdwyn]

ooc: It will not take Ktalre long at all to get Trelene conscious - she has already tentatively stabilized her. As soon as a steady oxygen supply is given, she'll be okay. The blood on Captain Darius's neck and abdomen had already congealed, Zaedhrarrg's ahd not to any great extent - the captain has clearly been dead longer. Work to revive somone needs to begin within 15 minutes of death, and the sooner the better, unless the body is preserved somehow, be it in a low berth, pharmacologicaly (you don't have those drugs available) or by some other means.