DrSheepyJones

OH man his is going to be a fun sim to be on... and why shoot when you can put poison in they're food? ::while tachyon is looking away sprinkles some stuff onto his food:: Fun stuff! Sheepy

"So this is my new home." I told the ensign who piloting the shuttle. "Though I must say she is very impressive." The Challenger was a very impressive ship. I wonder what my orders are going to be for this ship. I hope the commodore and the commander are nice people. "Im sorry ensign I just talk alot when I get nervous." The truth was... I was very nervous. 'First impressions last a lifetime, grandson' my grandmother always said. I sure hope I will fit in with everyone there. And make a good first impression. I want people to see me as a fun and cool kinda person, but also see me as a person who will get the job done. The shuttle arrived and we docked. I opened the hatch and walked into what would soon be something very familiar. I need to get a tour of the ship before I shop up in the commodore's office. I also have to get my orders and then check out my quarters and such. Sheepy Jones Challenger

"Computer, open Chief Medical Officer's Personal Log" I said. Computer bleeps in acknowledgement. "Disobeying my staff's orders to get some rest and get my strength back up I decided I would start comparing these results of this new drug 'Neurstimo' btw. Mr. Ungar and our new victim. It seems this drug was used as a form of, in 21st century terms, getting high. It seems the Sky Harbor Aegis has a drug dealer on-board as well as a killer. I find it hard to believe that they died just from this drug. They had to have some help. The nervous system in both patients were severed. As to why these two were murdered I have no idea." I said with concern in my voice. I took a sip of my coffee and continued. "I am trying to find some way to solve this mystery but it seems like I am going to have to take my latunum and myself to Muon's office and see if she will talk to me." I grinned, I always tease Muon with this wonderful jokes, and if she ever read these logs.... I would be dead. "On a more personal note, my recovery from these aliens is going rather slow. I want to get back to work but I cannot. I leave my sickbay in the hand of my experienced assistant Lt. Victor Images. I hope someday that either he will get transferred to a Chief Medical Officer position or he could replace me. He is really good man and I hope he sticks around. Hopefully he will be the next Chief Medical Officer and hopefully get promoted soon, he deserves it. Well I should go before my staff finds me working." At the end of that I told the computer to turn the log off and I went to bed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lt. Sheepy Jones Chief Medical Officer Sky Harbor Aegis "I cannot see the wind, but does it stop me from breathing? I cannot see God but it doesnt stop me from believing :lol: ."

=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\= I walked out of sickbay with a hypo in my hand and headed to my quarters where I could finally get some sleep. I entered my quarters and sat down on the couch. “Computer, open Chief Medical Officer’s Personal Log.” I said. And to hear the same normal voice, “Opening Log.”. “These past few weeks…days I have been feeling sort of at half power in my “shields” and I thought it was stress and other factors… then there was this blinding headache that corresponded with this lower output of my ‘shield’. So I was completely thrown of an hour ago… It seems there was an alien trying to communicate with us. Muon could hear ‘whispers’ because frengi can pick up a lot of things. It also seems that Lt. Jg. Raumuk could also hear these ‘whispers’. It affected the rest of the station and its systems. All the telepaths where drown to the Docking Bay an hour ago. I feel really tired and not up to my full strength… I sent Hawke and Ayers to bed and gave them medicine to help them sleep and to regain strength. For once they barely put up a fight. Thank goodness its really irritating when the captain and commander try and pull the “I’m not going to sit around and do nothing” speech. And on a happier note I received a communiqué from the admiral that Pavilion was to be promoted. So I asked her to stay after and told her how it was very bad to drug they’re superiors and how she needed to be disciplined. So I handed her, her pip. I’m always the one for dramatics… so my staff seems to be complete. I have a very good assistant named Victor whose a full Lt. and then another staff member under him who is Lt. Pavilion and then another staff member, Ensign Dionysius. Very capable staff, and I’m proud of them.” “Computer, end log.” I said. And the computer responded “Log ended.”. It seems I now have to go to bed and get a full sleep because I ordered the captain and commander to bed…be kind of hypocritical to not in turn myself go to bed. And so I gave my self the medicine I gave Hawke and Ayers. And then everything went black…. =/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\= Chief Medical Officer Lieutenant Sheepy Jones

=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\= Starting at the time of shutting the TL doors to the docking bay =/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\= Victor and I were talking on the way up to the control tower. Every thing was starting to calm down in sickbay and then I looked at Victor when he stepped off the TL. Something came over me and I shut the TL door. For some reason I shut the door and then told the computer to take me to the Docking Bay. After hearing Victor call me from the CT I took off my comm badge. Once the TL stopped I stepped off and started to walk to the Docking Bay. As I was walking along I saw people also heading towards the docking bay. I entered the C.B. and after a little bit I saw Hawke and Ayers talking. I walked over to them to listen to them. As they were talking I felt someone administer some kind of sleeping agent. Somewhere in the back of my mind said "About dang time... on of my staff members is trying to send me to bed". But for some reason the medication didnt work. Though it did make me dizzy and tired. So now the wonderful three words...... -TO BE CONTINUED- =/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\=/\= :mellow: Chief Medical Officer's Log Ltn. Sheepy Jones

As Sheepy and Victor sit down at Drankum's, Sheepy orders a coffee with sugar and milk with a touch of caramel, and Victor orders a gin and coke. "So how did the autopsy turn out?" Sheepy asks. "Well surprisingly it seems Mr. Ungar died from poisoning. The toxin on the knife basically sent his body into neural shock. He died from like of air and if he didnt go into shock then he would of died from blood loss a few seconds later. What's really surprising is that Doctor Pavillion discovered that he'd likely been drugged or on drugs before the attack, probably didn't even see the attack coming." Victor says. "Man, that must be on crappy way to die. Well is there any physical forensics on the body? How the weapon entered and so on? DNA left that didnt belong to the victim?", Sheepy asking inquiringly with a troubled look on his face. Victor says, "Well from what I can tell the knife was 4 and a half inches in length with a jagged edge. It seems the blade entered the back of his neck, hitting a major artery and severing some spinal tissue, the computer's still trying to figure out what the toxin on it was.". The waiter finally delivers the drinks and Sheepy takes a sip of his coffee. "So how did the kids do on the autopsy? They do an okay job or needs some work? I remember the first time you had yours. Now that was fun... but I think I started to hard on Dionyoius. Usually its a physical and supply duty on the first day... first week... heck sometimes the first month. And did Pavilion make it? Her first supervising/teaching duty?" Sheepy asks this trying to see how well his staff is pre-paired. Victor takes a quick drink of his gin an coke and answers Sheepy's questions, "They did a good job on the autopsy, I had to correct very little. May need some work, but not bad for the first time. If I’m right the first real "job" you gave me was dissecting one of those big bugs that tried to take over the station. That was a site, multiple arms, green blood, yuech. But Dionysus seems to have a lot of energy for the task; I think he'll be a good addition to the team. Everyone's gotta look at death sometimes, its better to have 'em face it head on. I think Pavilion actually reminds me of Arsala, the cardassian we had back when I first joined. Smart, headfast, to the point. Seemed to handle authority with a natural knack. Sheepy takes a few gulps of coffee. "Well for a subject change, when I was up in the Control Tower. (Very rare). Mr. Scott seemed to voice some concerns. Well I dont really see any problem I would have done the same thing you did. Quarantine the area, and then some bio-suites. You did what you thought was right. Its a good thing, Id rather over re-act then not do anything and cause thousands to get sick. I checked the environmental controls and nothing spread during the time of death and when we discovered the body. I need a report from you on both the autopsy and what you found at the scene. Need to send my report into Muon, Cmdr. Hakwe, Captain Ayers, and the Admiral. Man thats a big chain of command.". Sheepy sighs, "I have to run and check in on sickbay then get a 30min nap and show up to work.". Sheepy stands up. "I will have my report on your desk within a few hours. Goodnight Sheepy." Victor says. "Goodnight Victor." Sheepy says and leaves money for the two drinks and then some more money for the other four drinks he owes him. =/\= Sheepy's Log =/\= "Computer, open Chief Medical Officer's log, supplemental. Today was one of my most interesting days, I would have to say. The beginning was normal, welcoming a new crew member. I asked Pavilion to do the physical while I told him what I expected to see. She did a good job and then Images called and I went to the crew quarters to run a scan myself, I brought some bio-suites because Images wanted me to... didnt seem to need them but better safe than sorry. When I arrived I saw of course the victim and it was not exactly a pretty site. Muon was there and Mr. Scott was there along with Dr. Images. The guy was poisoned with a knife. 4 and a half inches long. With of course the poison on it. If there wasnt poison he would have just bleed to death. Mr. Scott wasnt handling it to well I hope he comes in and talks to Images or I. And then ive had this headache thats been coming and going all day. I don’t know whats up with that I guess the bio-suits messed with my head but I think its something else. Oh well I got back from Drankum's, I had some coffee with Victor and discussed some stuff. Hardly ever get out of sickbay and when I do its usually after two days of straight work and I go to my quarters and crash. So very eventful day." "Computer end Chief Medical Officer's log." I sit back in my chair and rub the side of my head. "Seems my headache hasn’t left.”, I said to myself. It feels like my headache is due to my shield not being up, but I am using all my strength to put keep this shield up....but it feels like its all up but yet it doesn’t. I guess I should send the name of the poison to Muon, quiet simple though, it was a neurotoxin named “Chlortrioxy Nuerfixla”. Taps a few buttons and the name is sent to Muon. =/\= Victors Log =/\= "Okay, Autopsy reports have been sent out to the chiefs. I've had a sample of both the toxins from the attack and the drugging substance found in Mr. Ungar sent to science for analysis. The body's been put into storage and I’ve sent requests to the Captain and Hawke that funeral rites be held off pending an investigation...all i seem to do is move stuff from one place to the other. I feel like a damn delivery boy. ::sighs:: On another note I'm starting to get worried about something. If there were substances in Ungar's blood to deaden his nerves that perhaps he introduced to himself then perhaps there are others on board doing the same thing. The danger of narcotics onboard the station is unimaginable. I'm terrified at the very idea of it. I just hope I'm wrong and that Ungar was a victim of a mickey finn. Images Out."