2020-03-23 SCAR

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## Log

> **Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake is sitting in a conference room at the scar. The redheaded young doctor is looking over some notes and working on her laptop as she considers several items.. she grumbles a little to herself. "I have to hire at least a few more nurses. I hope some of the colleges have some interns that are looking for work."**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61; Still plugging along in the amalgam lab, a few hours later \&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;\&61;
> Ibram checks his email and shoots the @Major Ember Storm & @Doctor Emma Blake a text message & another email. "Fellow associates, please consider visiting the lab today if possible. I would like your opinions on some on-going research. I'll remain here for a few more hours at least. Hopefully this request finds you all well."
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> This is the second email, but first text message. Ibram wouldn't normally text his fellow engineers directly, but he is excited by the possibility of discovering something and his curiosity is getting the best of his patience.**Doctor Emma Blake**Emma flips her laptop shut when the text shows up and heads from the conference room, carrying it with her, down to the lab. Heading in she spots Ibram and smiles, offering a small wave in the LTs direction. "LT, what's up?"**Major Ember Storm**Ember was apparently working in the hangar bay, as he comes upstairs in tank top, urban camo cargo pants with some grease stains, and combat boots. He's wearing some form of sunglasses visor, but obviously it's some form of device of his making, as this isn't just fashion. He nods to the pair. "Alright Ibram, you've got us here. What've you found?"**Major Ember Storm**(Either we lost Ibram, or he forgot that @Janothar isn't on and is needed for the rolls... )**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**im here**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**Ibram prepares to deliver an expressively large novel of information. Then actively catches himself, steadies himself and smiles. "I've been doing some basic quantitative analysis. Little bit of statistical comparison... Ibram points at the Major and waves over towards a large monitor on the wall, pauses a moment, and blinks it onto a screen showing a map of the occurrences, with a heat map overlay showing intensity, and finally a graph showing infection rate.
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> "I too have located a substantial trend. But I also know that this information just isn't my scientific domain. Perhaps with you both here to take a look at this information, with a bit of my organization, could you apply your specialized area's of knowledge and rigor?"
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> Ibram then nods again, in accordance with his own thoughts. Looks to another monitor and blinks up a data set outlining the locations of all current coma patients, and their hospitals, and the unit clerk phone numbers/addresses, as well at time relevance. "This would be where HIPPA laws prevent my ability to gather more direct patient confidential information."
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> Ibram is guppy lined to his laptop still in the bag, which is then further connected to other ports and workstations, along with a tablet and his watch laid out neatly on the table.
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> (Sorry for delay, had to handle some kids.)**Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake looks over the information, "I think we should pick one of these patients, perhaps the oldest case, and go examine them in person."**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**"Aye, we don't have age information. Same issue preventing other information gathering. However, as a Doctor, you can directly inquire for patient information from other Doctors... Do you have any methods for doing that?"
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> Ibram flattens out his crinkled lab coat, creased from a lot of standing, pacing, and sitting. Then kinda looks sheepish for asking so directly, such a silly question. But he just doesn't know how else to get the information.**Doctor Emma Blake**The doctor shakes her head, "No, but I'm confident that I'll easily be able to show up at any of the overloaded hospitals in the state and be given the access I need. Right now things are so crazy that having someone with my credentials on site would be welcomed even if I am looking at lower priority patients."**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**His eyes become sharp and his expression keen. "We should prepare for a different type of exposure... This infection has... extra dimensional properties. Have you any prepared methods of identification, protection, or even... more direct interaction?"
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> Continuing while pacing. "Not to mention the mundane but emergent dangers of exposure. " Ibram looks to the Major. "What are our operational parameters?"**Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake produces a device that looks vaguely like a firearm from under her lab coat. "I can deal with extra dimensional entities with this.. it is tuned to their specific frequency and can rip them apart. If that fails, I can get us into their dimension so we can deal with them more directly."**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**Ibram eyes the device with respect and slight fear.
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> "That is if the entity fits that paradigm of composure... I am just concerned it might be something less like anything we have previously encountered... Since when do EDEs mimic pandemics? And what incredible coincidence..."
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> Ibram looks to the Major again.
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> "I was hoping we could have an authorized operation set up for proper gear requisitions, ultimately with field support available should we need to make the dimensional transition... At the very least, others will know where we went should we fail to return."
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> (I know major aint here, im just queuing up some material for them to play with.)
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> (I kinda also wanna collaboratively attempt some kinda entr time corr/dimsci pokes at the data to answer a couple specific questions.)
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> (The rolls that jano asked for required medicine, so i imagine those would be the ones he would ask of you once he is here to arbitrate.)**Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake thins her lips to a line, "I've seen them implant parasites in people. That would certainly act like a disease, using them as hosts for birthing. ." she pauses. "The Progenitors have told me that they can offer no support on this. If you can get help from our own then go for is."**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**Ibram gives a cock eye'd brow. "Extra-department support? I wouldn't even bother asking, and certainly feel we can handle this within our convention. I merely mean to ensure our proper chain of command is respected within Pan Dimensional Corp, as well as the greater cohesion of VE. To ensure this one goes on the books for us and as stated, to ensure no other VE's get handed this 'data' without knowing that we were involved and either succeeded or failed.... More importantly should we fail."**Major Ember Storm**(Actually, was here but not. Server access issues for some reason. Here for sure now)
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> "Bragging rights are secondary to the need to complete the mission and protect the people. That said, I can certainly push for us to get better gear than what they think we should have."**Janothar**(I only have a brief break in the middle of work calls, if people will still be around in about 2-2.5 hours, I can run a couple of things and handle research rolls and the like)**Ibram Blacke, 2ndLt**(i will prolly be around doing what im doing now)**Major Ember Storm**(I'll be around. Currently being held down by 15 lbs of adorable muscle)**Doctor Emma Blake**The doctor shakes her head, "This is an extra departmental mission, it is a favor that our little crew is doing for the Director of Research at Gordon Medical Campus."**Major Ember Storm**"As I said, the mission is the priority, not the credit. I may have issues with how some of the other conventions sometimes handle things, but our own convention isn't without faults. Explorers have often brought genocides with them. Something a bit more cut and dry like this is refreshing."**Major Ember Storm**(Hopefully folks return soon)**Doctor Emma Blake**"I completely agree, I don't care who gets credit. If you need to try to get it rubber stamped to ask for extra gear then I understand that.." the Doctor smiles at Ember. "Can you just give me the location of one of these? Who is closest?"**Janothar**As the three of them begin to go over the data that Ibram has collected and annotated, hoping to figure out what's going on, an alarm goes off and the rooms are bathed in red lights.**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor looks around and then flips open her laptop, hoping to connect to the buildings network and determine the source of the alarm.**Janothar**It doesn't take long to determine that there's some sort of unidentified medical situation.**Major Ember Storm**"What is it, Emms?"**Doctor Emma Blake**"Medical emergency," she offers, glancing around. "Let's get up into the main area of the building and see if we can lend a hand?" she glances between Ember and Ibram and then heads for the door and whatever lab is used for sick people in the SCAR.**Janothar**There's an infirmary in the basement, in fact. Staffed by one of the few Progenitors not based out of the Gordon Medical Campus. As they head down, the alarms halt and the lights return to normal.**Major Ember Storm**Ember looks to Ibram and his research. "Secure the data, it's not an emergency you and I can help with."**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor checks in with the Progenitor, "We heard the alarms, what's going on?"**Janothar**She glances over her chart, and looks up, recognizing Emma "Patient just dropped unconscious, no clue why yet. Can't find any medical cause, though." she frowns "He's an Extraordinary Citizen from your Convention. Do you know him? Name is Malcolm Jimenez."**Doctor Emma Blake**((I'm not sure, I can't remember anyones names))
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> The Doctor shakes her head, "Can I examine him? We have been tracking a novel ailment with diminished consciousness as a symptom. Doctor Kyuryu brought it to my attention, I'd like to see if it is related."**Janothar**(I do not believe Emma has met him, but Ember definitely knows him)
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> The Progenitor nods and steps aside "See if you can find anything...all I can do it make sure that nutrients and fluids get into him and hope it's not a long-term coma."**Doctor Emma Blake**Emma will examine the patient, checking his vitals and tuning the equipment to the frequencies she knows will detect extra dimensional influences. ((Scanning him with life 1, spirit 1))**Janothar**Roll Arete, diff 4**Doctor Emma Blake**/roll arete vs 4**SidekickBOT**@Doctor Emma Blake: Colloportus!**Doctor Emma Blake**Oops, that's not the correct way
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> /roll 3d10\>\&61;4 F1**SidekickBOT**@Doctor Emma Blake: Protego Horribilis!**Doctor Emma Blake**No.. hrm**Major Ember Storm**(Just /r )**Doctor Emma Blake**/roll 3d10\>\&61;4 f1**SidekickBOT**@Doctor Emma Blake: 3d10\>\&61;4 f1 \&61; ( 1 8 4, 1 success) \&61; 1**Doctor Emma Blake**(Pfft, I got 3 when I was testing on the OOC channel. Pooooop)**Janothar**(for the record, an example roll is in #new-player-info )
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> Emma looks over the patient, and his vitals are fine, so that's something. On the other hand, she's finding no extra-dimensional signature whatsoever.**Major Ember Storm**After having Ibram lock up the data, Ember comes downstairs. Spotting Malcolm, he frowns. "He's a good man. A marine, both prior with the US military, and now for us. What've you got, doc?"**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor makes a face, "His vitals are fine, I'm going to check him over with some more sophisticated equipment." The Doctor will move away and look for an EEG machine that she can hook up to the patient.**Janothar**The relevant equipment is there, the place is fully modern, though it lacks many of the advanced devices that the Gordon Campus has**Major Ember Storm**"Malcolm, you wonderful fool. Are you here on down time, or for a reason?" Ember moves to adjust settings on his visor, checking for any effects on Malcolm's mind. (Mind 1/Entropy 1, visor counts as a personalized instrument courtesy of Hands of Daedalus merit)**Janothar**Roll 'em, diff 4**Major Ember Storm**/r 3d10 \>\&61; 4 f1
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> /r 3d10\>\&61;4 f1**SidekickBOT**@Major Ember Storm: 3d10 \>\&61; 4 f1 \&61; (5 10 6, 3 successes) \&61; 3**Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake waits while Ember is checking over Malcolm, not wanting to get in the way with her own instruments.**Janothar**He's...not in there. Despite appearing to be in a deep sleep to all normal methods, there's no dream activity whatsoever, it's like his mind has vacated his body, but his brain is just...going on without it.**SidekickBOT**@Major Ember Storm: 3d10\>\&61;4 f1 \&61; ( 1 6 9, 1 success) \&61; 1**Doctor Emma Blake**(wow, talk about a delay.)**Major Ember Storm**Frowning, Ember looks to Emma. "Do we have any data on those who have suffered mind wipes? His mind is not in residence. I want to know if this has to do with what we're researching or if it's something new."**Doctor Emma Blake**Doctor Blake shakes her head, "I was hoping to go out an take a look at one of the people that have been afflicted in person but we don't have any first hand data that I know about."
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> "This sounds just like the issue we are facing.."**Major Ember Storm**"That's certainly a possibility but let's not jump to any conclusions. Malcolm here is a soldier, working the Void." He turns to the Progenitor present. "What can you tell us about this incident?"**Janothar**She shakes her head "He was walking down the hall, and then just suddenly fell over, almost like narcolepsy."**Doctor Emma Blake**"Can you show us where it happened?"**Janothar**"I should stay here, but I'll have someone come by to show you." she nods.**Doctor Emma Blake**The redhead smiles, "Thank you Doctor, perhaps whomever did this left behind some resonance or sign that we can examine."**Major Ember Storm**"Yes, let's see what we can find." Ember seems to be trying to keep his emotions in check for the moment, but he is beginning to show signs of stress in the fidgeting of his left hand.**Janothar**"We can hope." she nods once again, though her expression is grave "The faster you solve this, the better."
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> She calls up, and a few minutes later another Extraordinary Citizen comes down and shows you to where Jimenez collapsed.**Doctor Emma Blake**The doctor turns to Ember, "Hey, at least if we die I'll die with a handsome guy next to me," and she winks at him.**Major Ember Storm**"Malcolm's down in the infirmary, and his mind's not there. Let's keep focused. I want to be able to tell Mira he's okay when I call her."**Janothar**They're led to a completely indistinct patch of hallway. "He collapsed here, just...walking." says the EC that led them, sound rather anxious himself.**Major Ember Storm**Looking about, with the current visor setting still active, Ember looks (and feels) for traces of Malcolm's consciousness.**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor gets out what looks like a google glass headset. The kind with no actual glass that sends the images right to your eyes, she is going to attempt to peek across.**Janothar**Roll for it, both of you.**Major Ember Storm**/r 3d10 \>\&61; 4 f1**SidekickBOT**@Major Ember Storm: 3d10 \>\&61; 4 f1 \&61; (6 3 7, 2 successes) \&61; 2**Janothar**No sign of his consciousness that Ember can detect**Doctor Emma Blake**/r 3d10\>\&61;4 f1**SidekickBOT**@Doctor Emma Blake: 3d10\>\&61;4 f1 \&61; (9 1 6, 1 success) \&61; 1**Janothar**She only gets a fleeting glimpse of the nearest dimensions, but Emma can't help but get the impression that it's somehow dirtier than usual.**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor shakes her head, "Something is wrong, there is some.. residue in the other dimension. Like.. I can't really describe it. It makes me want to get a rag and start scrubbing."**Major Ember Storm**Frowning, Ember shifts the spectrum on the visor to attempt a clearer view, making extended efforts to get the clearest view possible. (Entropy 1/Mind 1/DimSci 1)
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> It's not just dirty on the other side. Though there's no residue for Jimenez's mind, there's some kind of mental/extradimensional...muck.**Major Ember Storm**"That's something, all right. We'll need to set up a more detailed observation of this area to determine the cause and how best to cleanse it. While fire often works, it's not always the best method."**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor nods her head, staying away from the walls and seemingly unwilling to touch anything here. "I'm going to alert the higher ups, let them know that this area is contaminated. After that, perhaps we should cross over in force and clean this up.. and see if it leaves a trail?"**Major Ember Storm**"I'll requisition a team and gear once the area is secured."**Doctor Emma Blake**The Doctor nods, "I've got to interview some new nurses tonight, can you let Ibram know what we found?"**Major Ember Storm**"Absolutely. I want him to build a timeline for events here, on both sides." Ember also makes a mental note to reach out to Mira to compare notes.**Doctor Emma Blake**"Hopefully we will have some more crew members back in the city soon. I'd hate to have to go deal with this at half strength.. "**Major Ember Storm**(So, I assume now is a good stopping point for the moment as we quarantine the area and see about getting shit done elsewhere?)**Doctor Emma Blake**((nods))**Janothar**(yep, put some EC's on it and you can investigate other threads)