Infirmary

[NPC]

ON:

Vanessa put down her padd.  She sat in her office trying to research how exactly to reintegrate the neural patterns of the two Poseidon officers but the procedure was complex and difficult to wrap her head around.  She turned on her monitor to check on the neural patterns for the 12th time since she sat down a few hours ago.

The monitor displayed both as having about a .006% increase since the last time she checked.  Something bothered her about that number.  She switched views to show a time graph on the readings since the neural transciever was turned on over 2 hours ago.  The graph started low, the time the lexorin was injected, and rose at a varied but regular pace with a spike on Dave's when he entered the Infirmary and made those holograms, which Vanessa promptly turned off.  After that, the readings were consistent for both of them. 

She left her office and found Dennis working at a console, doing a report on Ensign Hirings latest maternity scan.

Vanessa: Dennis, I want you to run a diagnostic on the neural trancievers on those two Poseidon officers.

Dennis: Alright, just give me a moment.

Dennis switched stations and accessed the devices, running a quick diagnostic.  Within a minute the results were in.

Dennis: Seems to be in working order.

Vanessa: That's what I was afraid of.  Turner to Banana and Doss.

OFF:
tag anyone

I figured Vanessa would figure out we were kidnapped first.  Feel free to take it from here B.

[Lt. Cmdr. Banana]

ON

Vanessa waited for a moment and there was no answer. She rolled her eyes and tapped her commbadge again, irritated.

Turner:  Turner to Banana and Doss!!!

Nothing. Vanessa was visibly agitated.

Turner: UGH! I don't have time for this!! Computer, locate Lt. Cmdrs Banana and Doss.

Computer: Lt. Cmdr. Banana and Lt. Cmdr. Doss are not aboard the station.

Turner knew this. They were supposed to be aboard the Poseidon. Frustrated with the computer, she went to the nearest console in an attempt to locate them. She tapped a few commands and became even angrier when she couldn't find them on the Poseidon either.

Turner: Where the HELL could they have gone?

Dennis: Who?

Turner: The Poseidon officer, who do you think?!

Dennis: The readings say that the transceivers are in the quarters of Lt. Cmdr. Banana.

Turner: Well that explains a few things. That STILL doesn't tell me where they've gone....

OFF

Sorry, pressed for time.

[NPC]

ON:

Vanessa: To hell with this. Turner to Ops.

Ops: Ops here.

Vanessa: I have reason to believe that Lt. Cmdr. Banana and Lt. Cmdr. Doss are mentally unstable and need to be in the Infirmary.  They are not responding to their comm badges and may be masking their life signs.  I need a security detail to search the Poseidon AND the Station as well as any ship docked here immediately.

Ops: Understood, Ops out.

Dennis looked at Vanessa with a strange look, almost like he never expected her to put out an APB.

Vanessa: Maybe now they'll think twice before ignoring me.

OFF:
tag anyone

S'ok B.  I just hope I did vanessa right.