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>"Please...." he waited until the Doctor left-then he put his hand
on
>K'Tael's hand, "K'Tael-it's David. Wilson and I are ok, but we need you. >I've been put in charge of your investigation...but I don't have all your >information. We need you to heal. Can you hear me? Can you respond?" >(OOC: This is different. I neer thought I would see a touchy feely moment with a Klingon!) (ooc: david is very frightened and lost...he's desperate for guidance) (OOC: I know. I was just teasing. My
apologies)
>The sound of K'Tael's heartbeat could be heard coming from the medical >equipment. It was steady and regular. It quickened slightly at the sound >of Boulay's voice, but the Klingon remained unmoving. >David began to shake-the stress of the crash was catching up to him. He >pushed the shaking down with a slow breath and nodded his head "I'm not in >charge...I don't know what I'm doing...don't leave us K'Tael. You're not >only a colleague-you're a friend. We need you. Come on K'Tael-wake up. Come back to us." >K'Tael still lay on the bed unmoving. It was clear that the Klingon was hearing him, but there was obviously something preventing him from >responding. He took K'Tael's hand in a desperate move and placed the fingertips on his temple, "Come on....help me dammit." Dr. T'Mel who had been waiting outside the room could hear the panicked
calls of the Captain and stepped in concerned that the patient had taken a
downturn. "Is everything all right, sir?" she aksed as she stepped into
the private room.
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