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"Never An Easy Solution"
[previous post was "Wandering Feet, Wandering Thoughts"]
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Setting: MASQUERADE DREAMS, Infirmary
Stardate: 30152.0830

Whatever Lt. Commander Maya had done to her had worked perfectly. The mixture of fruits that she had been told to eat had caused the black hair woman's stomach to feel like a warzone between the Klingons, Cardassians and Romulans.  As bad as the sensation had been though, the MASQUERADE DREAMS' Doctor had quickly dismissed the condition as having been nothing more than space sickness, so Ya'Han had been placed under observation after having been given a single white pill.

"Time to get to work," Seska said as she walked into the one and only observation room with determination and purpose.

"Where is the ship's Doctor?" Ya'Han asked, not wanting for him to walk in on them and ask questions that neither one of them would have been able to answer without explaining far more than they should have.

"The good Doctor was called away on an emergency," the CMO answered as she studied the medical scanners available to her.  "It seems that someone was hit over the head with a blunt object hard enough to have them lose consciousness."

"I hope that they will be alright," the now white haired woman said, forgetting for a brief moment about her unique ability.  The change of hair color immediately drew a glare from the ANUBIS' CMO which caused Ya'Han's hair to revert to its previous color seconds later.  "Sorry about that, but it is hard to concentrate feeling the way I am."

"Of course," Seska said with a nod as she reached for a hypospray that she had been keeping hidden in her pocket.  The moment the item was pressed against the neck of the Chief of Security and its content injected into her, the pain and discomfort immediately vanished.  "Now we need to get this scan done with the greatest haste.  There is no way to know how long Ensign Stark is going to be able to keep the Doctor occupied."

"Jayson is involved in this?" Ya'Han asked, not sounding all that surprised that the name of the Chief of Operations had been mentioned in connection with the incident.

"A general call for a diversion requiring medical assistance was made and Ensign Stark was the first to volunteer," the CMO said as she began to perform scans to identify something in the Nylaan's physiology that would help the ANUBIS to find others like her onboard the MASQUERADE DREAMS.

The black haired Chief of Security shook her head and took in a long deep breath as her thoughts went to the Chief of Operations, wondering with amusement and curiosity as to what he had done to have the Ship's Doctor rush to his side as he had.

"I am certain that Ensign Stark will be more than happy to give you all of the gruesome details of his adventure," Seska said having noticed the smile on Ya'Han's lips.  "In the meantime though I will need you to remain perfectly still.  The medical instruments available here are basic to say the least and have no margin for errors for a scan of this complexity.  What would have required only seconds to do back on the ANUBIS will take several minutes here I am afraid."

Ya'Han did her best to remain perfectly still while Doctor Mizore performed her scans.  Hopefully the CMO would be able to find something useful, something that would allow the ANUBIS and its undercover crew to know once and for all if her sister Ya'Jun had actually been onboard the Risian cruise liner.

The silence that took over the infirmary was only interrupted by the occasional beeps and chimes of the scanners as Seska worked as fast as the devices permitted.  Although the task had sounded simple, finding a specific biological marker that could be scanned by the ANUBIS to identify a Nylaan amongst the rest of the crew and passengers of the MASQUERADE DREAMS had not been so simple.

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Hanali Han

Ensign Ya'Han
Chief of Security / Chief Tactical Officer