02 ▒ EVENT: STASIS SICKNESS ▒ MEDBAY

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: Medbay.
WARNINGS: Sickness, body horror, etc.
SUMMARY: Sickness central. Treatments, dying slowly, related events.
NOTES: Divided by days a la medbay organisation log in the comments!

You're not feeling too well. The last couple of days have been - rough. The medbay seems to be a bit more full than usual, but you're sure it's nothing to be worried about; whatever the illness is, it'll go away once you've rested and gotten a check-up. Right?

Comments

[anthropos]

[small> He raises both of his eyebrows. Brings warmth? Then it's unsurprising that it doesn't work on him. He has no biological parts to warm. ]

I was named Data by my Father, Doctor Soong. He formed me in his own image. [ He touched his own face. ] And embued me with the desire to seek out my own humanity, to try to become more human.

[ He offered his arm out toward Aragorn, then very gently took off the access panel over the inside of his forearm, showing him the circuitry underneath. ]

[therangerking]

[ The circuitry affects him more than words can say. Aragorn stares at it, breathing in sharp and harsh, the air scraping against his throat. It is one thing to be told that there are creatures that Men have created, but it is another to see it for himself; to speak to this 'android' and to know that there seems so little different from him than Men.

He reaches out and presses his fingers against Data's wrist, moving inwards until he touches the edge of the access panel. ]

Can any Men control your actions? [ A little wonderingly, but there's a striking sharpness to his tone. He doesn't like the thought, and it shows. ]

[anthropos]

[ Seriously that button was getting stuck all of yesterday.

Data knows that it's a big leap to take, and he's incredibly patient with Aragorn, noting his breathing and watching him attentively as he reaches out towards the circuitry. There's nothing there that's exposed, and will harm him, and so he remains very still. ]

My positronic net is an incredibly complicated piece of machinery, and few exist who can understand even a small part of how it works. Even I do not know.

However I cannot deny that it is possible. In those circumstances, my superior officers are aware that I can be deactivated.

[ He will have to make sure that Spock and McCoy know how to do it, too. ]