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SOMEONE brought a strain of alien flu back from their last away mission. (It was totally the Captain. Right?)

Now half the crew has it, and is lying around being miserable and wanting their mommies. Sickbay was, of course, hit the hardest, and no one can get taken care of while the doctors are sniffing and looking more miserable than usual.
SO. Personal logs and Comm messages: who has it, who is taking care of them, and who is (shockingly) a scared little girl when they get sick?



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Date: 2009-07-15 11:34 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cp.james.kirk.CMND
Recipient: dr.leonard.mccoy.MEDD

Okay, sweetcheeks, I got the hot honey and lemon but I can't get the fucking replicators to do the whiskey for this toddy thing you wanted. Kyle's sick too so they won't get fixed for a few days yet.

Jailbait offered to let you have some of his vodka stash - would that work? Anyway I'm on my way over.

Date: 2009-07-15 11:37 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: dr.leonard.mccoy.MEDD
Recipient: cp.james.kirk.CMND

needs to be whiskey

ask scotty & tell him it may be the last thing i ever taste

i hate you so much jim

Date: 2009-07-15 12:32 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu's personal log: Stardate My Head Hurts

I think I'm dying. The entire ship has become a floating germ factory. The only people who seem to be healthy are Lt. McKenna, Pavel, the damn Captain and Riley.

There may be others out there, mocking my pain.

All I really want are Halls cherry cough drops, Pho and yellow Gatorade. Unfortunately, the synthesizers wont make brand name shit and I am left to wallow in my sad existence.

Hopefully death will find me soon.

I swear to god, if Pavel tries to tell me one more cheery knock-knock joke, I will just have to kill us both.

Date: 2009-07-15 12:52 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cp.james.kirk.CMND
Recipient: dr.leonard.mccoy.MEDD

A little suffering is good for the soul, Bones. ;D

Starfleet confirmed we can take two weeks to just maintain orbit here so we're not flying with a compromised crew. How awesome is that? Two weeks' holiday!

I'm gonna drop off your vodka toddy and then me, Jailbait, Riley and Caroline are celebrating with a poker game. If I persuade them to make it strip poker I promise to take pictures. I bet you're feeling better already, right?

Date: 2009-07-15 12:57 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cp.james.kirk.CMND
Recipient: enterprise.all.FEDD

Good news, everybody! I persuaded Starfleet to let us maintain this orbit for the next two weeks, to give everyone a chance to recuperate.

I know, best Captain ever, right? You can all thank me later.

Date: 2009-07-15 01:01 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cdr.s-chn-t-gai.spock.OPS
Recipient: cp.james.kirk.CMND

Can you also persuade them to send a cure? Or at least some palatable Plomeek soup?

And why is the ship so cold all the time? It's illogical to maintain comfortable human levels when there are non-human crew members.

Date: 2009-07-15 01:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cp.james.kirk.CMND
Recipient: cdr.s-chn-t-gai.spock.OPS

When did my whole crew turn into such a bunch of whiny girls?

... hey, I guess I could come warm you up, huh Spock? You feeling up to that? I mean, I've got a poker game but I'm prepared to cancel if you want me come & say hi to Mr Froggy. ;D

Date: 2009-07-15 01:14 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: cdr.s-chn-t-gai.spock.OPS
Recipient: cp.james.kirk.CMND

I wasn't aware that this illness also had implications on the afflicted person's gender. Fascinating.

If you come to my quarters I will sneeze on you violently and repeatedly. Please tell me that not even you could find that sexually exciting.

Date: 2009-07-15 01:22 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
en.pavel.chekov.COM
lt.hikaru.sulu.COM

Captain says we're going to play poker - will you be okay without me for a while?

I have another one for you: Knock Knock!

(You say, Who's there?)

Old lady!

p.x

Date: 2009-07-15 01:23 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: cmdr.tony.giotto.SEC
RECIPIENT: security.personnel.ENTERPRISE

All right you bunch of girls, how many of you are sick and how many are faking? Any of you who aren't actually sick, get up to the bridge in shifts to make sure the Klingons or Romulans or Orions or /whatever/ don't take advantage of our incapacitation.

Date: 2009-07-15 01:40 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM
RECIPIENT: en.pavel.chekov.COM

First of all, it's "little old lady", not "old lady." If you're going to torture me, at least do it right.

Secondly, please, yes, go play poker. If the captain suggests taking off clothing, do not agree.

Finally, is there something wrong with the temperature controls? I'm so hot I can't stand it.

Date: 2009-07-15 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: en.pavel.chekov.COM
RECIPIENT: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM

You don't like my jokes. Fine, I will tell them to the Captain and see whether he thinks they are funny instead.

It is quite hot for some reason today, I don't know why. Maybe it is Dr McCoy's orders? Perhaps it will help you get well (and regain your sense of humor).

See you later

p.x

Date: 2009-07-15 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sender: dr.leonard.mccoy.MEDD
Recipient: cp.james.kirk.CMND

what the fuck is going on with the ship thermostats

i think i'm sweating blood here

Date: 2009-07-15 02:04 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.nyota.uhura.COM
RECIPIENT: cdr.s-chn-t-gai.spock.OPS

I think i'm sick. And hot.

WHERE ARE YOU?!?!! I need my pineapple slices. *sniff*

Date: 2009-07-15 02:08 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.john.kyle.SUP
RECIPIENT: lt.kevin.riley.COMM

I know you're not sick, you cock. Where are you and why aren't you taking care of me?

Date: 2009-07-15 02:12 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: cdr.s-chn-t-gai.spock.OPS
RECIPIENT: lt.nyota.uhura.COM

I am also unwell, Nyota. And cold.

I am in my quarters trying to stop the Captain from taking sexual advantage of me. In short, it is a normal Wednesday.

Apparently illness makes me tell jokes.

Date: 2009-07-15 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM
RECIPIENT: en.pavel.chekov.COM

I do like your jokes. I just get mean when I'm sick. You know? Please don't take it personally.

Will you come by and visit me after your poker game? And bring me orange soda? I promise to try not to infect you. I'll even wear a mask and you can draw kitty whiskers on it.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: en.pavel.chekov.COM
RECIPIENT: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM

I am sitting in Rec Room 6 with Caroline and Riley but the Captain is not here yet. It has been 20 minutes... I think if he does not get here soon I will come back to your quarters.

Russians are very hardy people. We do not get sick. But I am going to draw kitty whiskers on your mask anyway.

Caroline says she also has some kitty ears I can borrow? I think you will look very fine.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM
RECIPIENT: en.pavel.chekov.COM

You do too get sick, I've seen it. You got that weird infection last month where everyone had the strong urge to have sex with Kirk. Or was that a feverish nightmare?

If I have to wear kitty ears, Caroline has to make me soup. I would say you should do it, but all your soup is made of beets and I don't like beets.

Also, you are very lucky I like you so much. Kitty whiskers. Honestly. The things I do for you.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:43 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.kevin.riley.COMM
RECIPIENT: lt.john.kyle.SUP

I spent the last day throwing up, you bastard. (And it had nothing to do with alcohol.) I'm fairly I'm certain. So shut the fuck up, come over here, and cuddle me.

Fuck. This mediciine makesd it hard to rtypr.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.caroline.mckenna.COM
RECIPIENT: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM

Are you seriously proposing to eat my cooking, Kiki? What do you want on your headstone?

I tell you what, you can have the kitty ears indefinitely, and the rest of the costume. Maybe you can persuade Pavel into it sometime.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.kevin.riley.COMM
RECIPIENT: lt.john.kyle.SUP

It was a stupid idea to let me sex you up when you knew you were sick.

Fuck. I don't even think this is the same disease. Can you see out of your left eye?

Date: 2009-07-15 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.john.kyle.SUP
RECIPIENT: lt.kevin.riley.COMM

I'm talking to Hikaru and Pavel. I know you're about to play poker with them. Fuck yourself.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.hikaru.sulu.COM
RECIPIENT: lt.caroline.mckenna.COM

Don't call me Kiki. I'm sick and you have to be nice to me.

I just want some Pho like my mom made. Or egg drop soup.

Why do you have a kitty costume? Is it a sexy kitty costume? Why am I even asking you this? And if you give it to Pavel, promise me it wont fit me? I don't think I have the energy to resist him trying to dress me in it.

Date: 2009-07-15 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
SENDER: lt.kevin.riley.COMM
RECIPIENT: lt.john.kyle.SUP






Damn.
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