[ It's the third day that passengers aboard the Tranquility have shown up in medbay with symptoms of some kind of illness. Taken individually, none of them have appeared life-threatening -- physical weakness, loss of coordination, nausea and a mild fever, some ringing in the ears. Things that could be attributed to any number of minor ailments.

When they started presenting with a blue tint to the eyes, lips and nails, that got the medical staff more worried. When someone put it all together and realized that the symptoms all seemed to be linked...well that has the earmarks of an epidemic.

How McCoy ended up with the task of making a general announcement he's not certain, but maybe everyone figures his general doom-and-gloom attitude when it comes to space travel will convey the sense that it's probably not as bad as it sounds, more so than if it came from someone less prone to pronouncements about how they're all likely to die out here.

When the video begins transmitting, it shows him in his blue Starfleet uniform, the wall of the medbay behind him. He isn't smiling, but he isn't looking too worried either. Those who've served with him, however, might recognize that he's wearing his 'CMO' demeanor. ]

I'd like your attention, please. My name is Dr. Leonard McCoy, and I'm one of your medical staff. It's come to our attention down here that there may be some kind of virus makin' the rounds. Before you all start to panic, it doesn't look serious, but it would help us come up with a treatment if anyone exhibiting the following symptoms would kindly stop by for a check-up.

The symptoms are a general weakness or loss of coordination, nausea, fever, ringing in your ears. You may notice a blue tint to your lips, eyes, or fingernails. If you find you have any of these symptoms, get yourself down to the medbay. Could turn out to be nothing, but better safe than sorry.



[ The public transmission ends, but it's followed by two filtered transmissions. ]

( Filter to Medical Staff + Betty Ross + Sue Storm + Aragorn | MED Filter 80% )

( Filter to Enterprise | McCoy Encryption 80% )



[OOC NOTES: Any of the people currently listed as being on medical staff are more than welcome to threadjack here. At this point, although there may be suspicions and conjecture on the part of the medbay staff, no one has pinpointed a specific cause of the symptoms.

Medical Types: If you're not on the medical staff list or specifically named by McCoy, but you have medical/science skills you want to contribute, please feel free to respond to the general transmission and make an offer. He'll add you to the filter.

Enterprise Crew: Feel free to up Bones' encryption if your skills are better, which most of them probably are. ;) ]

[ Good morning, Tranquility. If you hadn't been down to the hangar deck yet then over Hotspur's shoulder you're getting a glimpse of what it's like. A cavernous space, designed much in the same style as the rest of the ship, full of thick shadows and plenty of dead air space stretching out towards the elevator platforms. It's largely deserted – Hotspur has a bad habit of working the night hours, regardless of however creepy it is down there – except for the sleek hulks of shuttles in various states of disrepair. Post-jump, Hotspur looks animated, excited; he knows each jump is getting them a little closer to where they need to be – and if it's bringing in new potential crewmembers then all the better. ]

Hey, crew. How are we all doing? I know a whole bunch of you have had friends and family from back home turn up in the latest jump so I just wanted to check in – have we had anyone from Midgard Corps turn up? [ He's hopeful; gods, he's so freaking hopeful, it's written all over his face. ] Anyone from the Asgardreid? Hell, if there are any kind of pilots brought in from the new jump from anywhere it'd be good to have you down in the hangar decks. Flight engineers, too. We got a whole load of busted birds down here and I reckon we'd be doing a world of good if we got 'em all fixed up and flight ready. If anyone's interested then take the purple elevators and come find me – Hotspur. I'm filling in as flight officer until the rest of the old crew returns.

[ Yeah, crew returns. That's exactly what he believes is going to happen here. And then, because he really wasn't paying attention to the creepy door while he was busy being disappointed at the stowaways: ]

Talking of which, did anyone figure out who wrote 'hello' on that door?

[ ooc note : open to action tags if people would like to come and explore! ]

[Pssst. Hey guys, I totally missed out on the handwave meme but Rarity would have made the most fantabulous clothes for anyone who asked. Except Stats who explicitly wanted something plain and not fantabulous, boo.

AND NOW FOR A VIDEO POST IN WHICH PONIES DO NOT GET IT:]

You know, for all I hear of this being some sort of ship, I've never managed to find my way up onto the docks. Of course, half of the lifts seem to be broken and this place is a sheer labyrinth on its own, but would love to see the ocean or whatever it is we're sailing on. Not only that, but I just long to get some fresh air. I miss the breeze on my face!

Has any...one [she is still adjusting to that] managed to find their way up there yet? You simply must take me there.

[Greetings, Tranquility passengers. It's your resident 51st century flirt, Captain Jack Harkness, and just from the video, with the broad white smile and the twinkle in his very blue eyes, it's obvious that he's laying on the charm. He's looking for answers, and he knows that he can pretty much flirt them out of anyone if he tries hard enough, so that's exactly what he's going to do]

So. We're stuck on a ship. How many of you out there have gone exploring so far? What have you found? I think we're pretty much all aware of the stasis tubes and the passenger's quarters, but what else is there out there on the ship? It's not like there's a map or a guide or anything. And for those of you who're interested... Anyone wanna go exploring? It could be fun. You know, you and me. We'll have ourselves an adventure.

Speaking of passengers quarters, by the way, I don't know about the rest of you, but as much as I love the setup, I'd give an arm and a leg for a private bathroom. [He makes a face as if whoever designed the ship is listening] I'm just saying...

[ There's small click as the feed begins transmitting. Nothing shows up except staticky black, but there are muffled noises in the background that faintly resolve themselves into hurried words—two voices, one male, one female, pitched low. ]

—id this—

—ell is goin—

[ . . . ]

—et’s just … over with.

[ There’s a noise that might either be a sigh or a quick burst of static. ] Fine.( Q & A UNDER THE CUT. )

It doesn't seem like any of us know just where we are or how we've ended up here.

[a soft breath, and then:]

Would anyone be interested in exploring this place with me? I need to see if some friends of mine are here.

[she's hoping against hope at this point, but.]

And if you don't... is there any way I can be of assistance?

I'd like to help if I can.