U.S.S. Corsair - NX-011979
Nebula II Prototype
“Sic Parvis Magna”
(Greatness From Small Beginnings)
“Progeny of the Progenitors – Part 10”
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Captain Taverain Ramius briskly walked down the hallway toward sickbay. Upon reaching its doors he paused but only a moment to engage a nurse with a stern tone. “Where is Captain Akina”, he firmly asked his blue grey eyes seemingly more piercing than usual. He had only just received word that Captain Akina had been beamed aboard with substantial injuries after calling for an emergency beam out from aboard the station. Ramius had wasted no time arriving in sickbay to learn of his friend’s condition.
“The captain is in the operating room sir”, the nurse replied. “Doctor Durandal is seeing to his injuries.” Her words sent a cold shiver through the captain, but he made no outward sign of his distress.
Ramius left the nurse who quickly turned to restrain the captain. “Sir, he is in surgery. You cannot go in there!”
“Like hell I can’t”, Ramius answered breaking free of the nurse and proceeding toward the operating room doors which he strode through like a mechanized tank powering through a helpless brick barrier. Upon entering the room he could see Doctor Keith Durandal and two nurses hovering over the body of Akina on the operating table.
“What has happened doctor”, Ramius demanded standing at the doorway.
The doctor who had stopped at the sudden intrusion did not hide his displeasure at Ramius’s unannounced presence even if he had anticipated the captain’s arrival. Ramius, despite his unconventional and unusual methods could at times be incredibly predictable.
“Nurses, I think I can finish up from here. You are dismissed. Oh, would one of you be so kind as to procure a mask for Captain Ramius? I should be most displeased if any of his high ranking germs attempt to commandeer my patient as he has no doubt done to my operating room.”
The nurses obtained a surgical mask and handed it to the captain before exiting leaving the three men alone. Ramius begrudgingly affixed the mask to his head as the doctor’s look clearly indicated he would not be speaking until he had donned the protective gear.
“What is going on doctor? I only just received word a few minutes ago. What is Akina’s condition? What happened and who did this to him?”
“Hold your horses”, the patient doctor replied using an instrument to seal several lacerations on Akina’s body. “As for how the captain ended up in this state I cannot say. You will have to ask him yourself. He transmitted a distress signal however due to his location upon the station our transporter operator was unable to obtain a solid lock on his position due to interference I am told. I am afraid we didn’t get him back quickly enough given whatever trouble found him.”
Ramius looked at Akina who lay unconscious on the table with several nasty bruises, dozens of small and large cuts, and possibly a broken nose and a split lip. Someone had taken a great deal of pride in their work. Ramius was all too keen to discover the name of this artist so he could compliment them in his own way.
“Will he be alright doctor? How bad is it”, Ramius asked coldly in part to hide his own emotions which were rapidly gathering behind his cold blue eyes.
“He’ll be fine with some rest. His injuries were mostly superficial. He managed a broken arm and a few fractured ribs. Nothing too serious, but I’m glad we got him when we did.”
“Any chance I can talk to him?”
The doctor nodded. “Let me finish up here. He needs rest but I think he can manage a few minutes to talk if you go easy on him. Perhaps in a few hours.” Durandal noticed Ramius wasn’t moving.
“Captain, I am sure you have more important duties than to watch an old surgeon work. I can heal Akina’s injuries much faster without babysitting you at the same time.”
“You never were one to mince words doctor”, Ramius answered pleased that Akina was going to recover from whatever trouble he had stumbled into.
“You’ll let me know when he is awake?”
“Yes of course.”
Ramius nodded and turned to leave headed back to the bridge. Whoever had attacked Akina had done so to silence him in connection with the Aditus group or perhaps to send a message. He knew the two were somehow connected. Akina had probably attempted to follow up on some clue and ran into the wrong company.
In the mean time Ramius had many questions that needed answers and if he had to tear apart the starbase to find them – then so be it.
[ To Be Continued… ]
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Captain Taverain Ramius
Commanding Officer, USS Corsair
Doctor Keith Durandal
Chief Medical Officer, USS Charon
