LCmd Edward Spears

[Dr. Spears, "War" Room]

Ed hadn't slept in, he checked his chrono, about three days. Fatigue washed off of him in waves, and the few personnel in the corridors gave him more than a wide berth. That may have also had to do with the blood on his normally pristine white coat. Every time crew had made it to Safe Haven, they also brought wounded. Ed, being one of the most senior medical officers on base had taken it upon himself to make himself useful. He'd pressganged anyone in a blue uniform he could find, and did his best to save as many lives as he could despite the limited medical facilities and low supplies.

He hadn't been as successful as he'd have liked. They were still losing people to this disgusting conflict.

Ed had been through the Dominion War, the Borg Incursion, and several skirmishes during his career in Starfleet. The universe had continued to destabilize and now? Now it seemed like new enemies just decided to appear and attack. What ever happened to exploring the galaxy for the betterment of all races living in it? Ed wished they could simply go back to the days of the early Federation, when a handful of ships charted new stars and planets, and met all kinds of unique beings on the way.

He stopped in front of the doors to the War Room. He felt revulsion in his stomach. Who builds a room specifically for war? How low have we fallen? He was of a mind to take a brush to the door and change it to "Defence Room".

He stepped inside before he acted on it. It looked like another briefing had just finished. He walked over to Captain McKnight.

"Captain, I just thought you should know that we lost Ensign Straada this morning in surgery. His injuries were simply too great. We're also running low on surgical medicines. I anticipate that by the end of the week, we won't be able to do much more than basic treatments."

Ed looked at the other officers who were chatting about various plans.

"So has anyone decided to talk to these aggressors yet? We have no word from headquarters or the diplomatic corps I'm assuming? I'm starting to feel like our commanders..." He made sure the admiral hadn't left an aide behind. "... Have forgotten what our primary mission is... Again. And have we reached out to our allies in the Klingon Empire? They always enjoy a good scrap."

He crossed his arms. "Anyways sir, you already know where I stand on this matter. I'll do my best to save lives, but even that is getting harder now. I'm going to need to find a way to track down supplies soon."

[OOC: Oh hey everyone. Looks like I came back in time for a right mess...]

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CO Commander Angela Kren - USS Broadsword (NCC-80864)
CMO Lieutenant Commander Edward Spears, MD - USS Victoria (NCC-74963)

Derek Walter - SM
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