Sickbay -- Day 14 (Midday) -- [Semi-private/Unfinished]

[my_god_man]

The first thing Leonard did when he was alone, finally alone and safe -- he resisted a bitter snort at that thought -- was take a shower. Wash off all the sweat, the booze, the sex from the night before. He wasn't gonna think about the night before. Wasn't sure what to think about the night before. The night before was still largely living in

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[nurse_cchapel]

When Christine had last left Sickbay, things had been bad, and not in any way a trauma centre should be. Gore and illness and difficult patients, she could manage. Rampant sex fiends… not so much.

As reluctant as she was to see exactly the state of Sickbay, she knew it would have to be cleaned. She also knew that a certain doctor wouldn't be satisfied with anything less than the utmost hygiene in his domain, no small feat for a cleaning crew. Based on this knowledge, she decided she best get down there before she was ordered. No one else was going to do it right.

Whatever she had expected, this was worst. Oh, there were mused bedsheets and medical tools used for things they probably shouldn't've been, just lying around. But there were also emptied cupboards, a few, err, interesting spots of liquids on an assortment of surfaces, and - dear God, how was it even possible to break a monitor that was built in to a table

[my_god_man]

Leonard met Christine's appalled expression and raised her one still-present flush. But there was also relief in his eyes to see her. Of all the people helping to keep Sickbay a smoothly running operation, he trusted her the most. And this was saying a lot as he had unshakable faith in his staff. Well, Anderson aside.

Idly he wondered what had happened to the man. Looking about again, he decided he didn't want to know. He wasn't eager to see how this situation could get any worse.

"Nurse Chapel," he returned her greeting with a nod. Grimaced slightly as his neck muscles were still a little stiff. Likely from stress now, as he could feel the relaxant and the painkiller working away. Looking her over, though, he wondered how she'd fared in all this business. "How are you?" he asked carefully, unsure what etiquette called for in a post-compulsory orgy situation. It sure wasn't a lesson his Momma had ever covered.

[nurse_cchapel]

Christine noticed Leonard's grimace and wondered what had caused it. A good guess would probably be a stiff neck or back, judging by his posture. But she didn't ask, because she knew he'd deny it anyway.

"I'm alright," she said instead. "Thankful to be able to leave my quarters without needing a mask and an escape route in case of infected crewmen deciding I looked suitable for their - " Christine coughed. "- endeavours."

There had been a few moments where she'd been tempted to break quarantine and purposely infect herself, just so she'd get something out of the whole situation. But, upon seeing a few awkwardly recovered personnel this morning, she was glad she'd stayed clean.

... Unlike the medical bay. Christine gave it a sad look, then turned her attention back to Leonard. "And how are you?"

[my_god_man]

"You managed to escape the craziness?" he asked with more relief. "I'm real glad to hear that. Lost track of you there 'bout the time we showed up here." Back when 'here' actually resembled a sickbay. Instead of some vacation house on Risa after a week without cleaning service

[crankychef]

Sickbay to all available medical personnel. Report at once for decontamination procedures. I repeat, all available medical personnel are to report to Sickbay immediately for decon duty. McCoy out.

Well, if this wasn't interesting. Motivated more by the urge to see how the Doctor had survived the night than any real notion that he'd be helpful at all, he decided to head to sickbay.

Wow, sickbay really was trashed. "Holy Shit," he muttered to himself before raising his voice so all could hear. "Yo, you need and extra pair of hands?"

[my_god_man]

Let it never be said that Tony Corin wasn't a master at attention-gathering entrances. Leonard had almost jumped, finally getting used to a Sickbay that didn't bleep, chirp or hum. At least, he hoped that was all. And not some residual spores kicking it back in his bloodstream still.

"Hell yeah," he called back, triggering a memory of the last time he's said that to the man. Right before they'd done the Oh No You DON'T! marathon for their hides. "Hands, eyes, whatever ya can spare, in fact," Leonard continued as he walked over to the man. Sized him up briefly, then motioned for Tony to follow him. "C'mon, we'll get you suited up. Ya can either help Christine with sorting debris, or be a second pair of eyes for me on a scavenger hunt." Looking down, he narrowing missed stepping in a puddle of.... well, he wasn't sure what. But it was electric blue, viscus and wiggled a lot from the slightest vibrations in the floor. That wasn't natural on any planet he knew off. "... Eh, watch yer step."

[crankychef]

Tony followed McCoy back to what was obviously becoming a staging area of some sort.

Was that blue goo alive? "Oy, yeah, watch out for the blob." he raised an eyebrow as the doctor handed him a biohazard suit. "That shit's still in the air? Jesus Christ!" he groused as he put the suit on.

It looked like the Doc had survived, he was glad to see it. He'd been on bad trips before, McCoy had his utmost sympathy. "Alrighty, what are we searching for then?"

[my_god_man]

"Don't know if that was a marital aid or someone's xenobiology experiment," Leonard snorted as he handed each piece of the suit to Tony. "Call me old fashioned, but I prefer doin' the wigglin' myself instead of the... whatever that is." He started to turn a brow back to the mysterious substance in question. Only to find he'd lost sight of it. What the hell? How did one loose track of something that carcinogenic in color? Damn, he must be tired.

Looking back, "Oh, nah, Engineering's got the air scrubbed by now. This is to protect ya from shit like Wiggles back there. You won't believe the stuff we're findin'. Well, ya will soon 'nuff. What I'm lookin' for is bio-clean up gear ta make this job go faster. Specifically, I need ta find our sweepers." That wasn't the real name for them, obviously, but that's what everyone called them. Best to keep things simple. "Ya ever heard of those twentieth century devices called 'metal detectors'? Well, a sweeper kinda resembles one. Only it has a sterilization unit in the head."

[onshoreleave]

With PADD in hand, the Yeoman had been in between jobs running a few reports down toward Engineering with a quick stop off at medical for a few things for the CMO to sign. Tonia hadn't expected to stay more than a few minutes for him to complete the paperwork needed. However, when she stepped inside the med bay, nose buried against the PADD, the poor girl didn't exactly notice the mess around her.

Let alone a puddle of something on the floor that caught her off guard.

A loud squeak escaped her lips as PADDs went one way, feet the other, and her rear being introduced quickly to the floor. Curling up in a ball she tried to protect her head from falling pieces of technology that were bound to clatter to the floor in 2.5 seconds. "Ouch.."

[nurse_cchapel]

Another distinct opening door, another visitor. Hopefully, Christine thought, another non-medical crewmember ready to help, since their own staff seemed to be dropping the ball today.

She turned her head just in time to see a pile of red dress uniform and black boots land hard on the floor. There wasn't much she could do but watch the woman cover her brown hair in an attempt to soften the inevitable blow from the airborne instruments she'd been carrying. Lost somewhere between wanting to laugh and wanting to snap that that is what happened when quarantine was broken and nobody bothered to clean up properly, Christine stood. Identifying the yeoman, she chose the former option and stepped as quickly as she dared to new pile on the floor.

"Another mess for me to clean up?" Christine asked, crossing her arms. Chortling, she wasn't really all that intimidating, but she could try. "Yeoman Barrows, I'll have you know this is unacceptable."

[onshoreleave]

One PADD smacked against her arms leaving the woman squeaking again along with a soft whimper. PADDs were not meant to be flying objects, gorramit! However when Christine talked the woman dared to actually look up at her through her arms. Yeah. She was totally getting an earful about this later on. "Yeah well it's not like I meant to cause this one, Nurse Chapel."

Grumbling slightly the woman started to stand looking around at her backside and the half wet skirt of her uniform with a large pout across her face. So she was going to have to schedule a change in her day somehow now. Great. And it was also the first real look at medical she managed to get since entering. "What th.. So Doc McCoy is more of a party animal than the Captain now?" the Yeoman asked with wide-eyes and a slack jaw. The place was a mess!

[nurse_cchapel]

Christine watched the progression of emotions across Tonia's face, already knowing each one of them personally. While she'd settled on horrific disgust, the yeoman seemed to favour shock.

"I think I'd be less concerned if the doctor had caused this himself," she said, raising an eyebrow in the same way so many secretly-amused doctors had watched her bedside manner with. "Not knowing exactly who did what with our equipment just makes it all that scarier." She cast a look at the back of the red service dress, then at the offending spot on the floor. "And it'd be terribly nice if we knew what that was," she added, making a face. "You alright, sweetheart? That was a grade-A wipeout you did there."