> "Not good..breathing shallow. Know anything about [Klingon] physiology? I'm a > lawyer not a doctor." He kept the wound covered, "We need to watch to make > sure that ship isn't coming after us to finish us off." > > >She went to the storage closet where emergency equipment was kept. Not > >wanting to be caught off-guard, she removed three masks and carried them > >over to Boulay. "In case we lose life support before help arrives." > > He hung one over K'Tael's chair and slung one over his shoulder, "Thank you."
"If they do, we're history," Wilson said. "Not enough energy for weapons or shields." She reached into the emergency medikit and pulled out a tricorder. "I know the basics, but I'll need your help, Captain." (response) Wilson activated the tricorder and ran the Klingon's vitals. (results?) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
