I ate something

Posted on Thu Jan 14, 2021 @ 12:19am by Lieutenant Nicole Anderson & Lieutenant JG Ardal King

584 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Archangel
Location: Sickbay
Timeline: After Target Practice

Walking in on all fours and made his way to the biobed. He climbed up on it and sat on it. King's stomach made a horrendous noise that sounded like a venus flytrap in a musical. It sounded like 'feed me', that is if it sounded like words. It made another noise that sounded like 21st century dog videos where the owners swear the dog is saying, 'I love you.' It could almost sound like Scooby Doo talking.

Joseph Cannivali came around a partition into the main Sickbay and looked for the source of the sounds. He approached the unannounced patient cautiously, "Is that you making that noise?"

Answering, King had a pained look. "I ate something."

Joey grabbed a tricorder and flipped it open, scanning King's midsection. "What was it?" he said.

Looking at him, "Venom in Taggert's target. I ate the whole target."

Joey's brow furrowed. "Either my universal translator is horribly malfunctioning, or that made absolutely no sense on its face," he said. He looked at the biobed's readings, and made an adjustment on his tricorder. "So you ingested a mild venom? Why?" he reached for a hypospray and programmed it quickly, pressing it to King's neck.

King looked at him and let him inject him, "Traditionally, that specific hypospray is if you are bit or get it on your skin." It shouldn't hurt him either way. His stomach made a weird noise, like a singing whale. He also ate the parts and components to the targets, not just the venom. "My Department head witnessed it, you can call her, if you need it said without a translator."

Joey heard the grumbling and the whining and put his reaction aside. He scanned again and programmed a second injection, pressing it to King's neck. "I'm going to put together something for you to ingest," he said. "Wait here, I'll be quick."

He rushed over to the replicator, pulling together a water-soluble version of the antidote in a glass. The murky, pinkish liquid looked like a glass of cotton candy, and it shimmered in the light. He replicated it in a somewhat wide glass, meant for a larger hand, and carried it back to his patient. "Drink this slowly," he said.

Drinking it, King said, "I ate the entire target, external casing and all." King took another slow drink.

"Clearly not a good idea," Cannivali said, scanning him again. "The venom is neutralizing. The casing looks to be a rapid dissolve shell, you should be able to pass it safely." He shook his head. "Your discomfort should be gone within the next minute or two. If you experience any intestinal discomfort though, let us know."

He made a note in the Lieutenant's file and scanned him once more. "All right, drink at least one full glass of water every hour for the next day to help flush your system, and you should be fine. You're free to go." He deactivated the biobed and stepped aside.

Then it happened as he was walking away, King broke wind at reverberated and echoed off the walls. The smell was worse than the sound. "I hurt myself." He said it facetiously, but it was a lot of air pressure.

Cannivali immediately pulled his uniform top up over his face, his eyes watering. He moved quickly to a control panel and accessed the life-support systems, replacing Sickbay's air supply and purging it though the system, then ran into an adjacent room to get away from the source.

 

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