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[dancingmd]

Who: Beverly Crusher
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right After the Attack

[Beverly is onscreen, the Blue Fish's med bay, still intact, behind her. Her jaw is set with determination as she talks.]

Attention, Drift Fleet. This is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the USS... of the SS Blue Fish. I know some of you have taken significant damage to your ships, possibly to your sickbays, and that others do not have a medic on board. Fortunately, our sickbay survived the attack, so I am offering it as a central location to help the wounded while repairs are being made elsewhere. We have a small supply of blood on hand as well, should anyone need it. If any member of your crew is too severely injured to be moved, please let me know, and I will come to you. No payments will be necessary for any treatment.

Thank you for your time.

[She signs off with a grim smile.]

Comments

[forsometimenow]

I'll take it, banana-flavored or not. It's like breakfast in a cup- coffee and fruit all at once.

[dancingmd]

[She laughs.]

I suppose that's one way to look at it!

[forsometimenow]

Honestly, that sounds better than most of what I've been able to cobble together out of the protein cubes.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly wrinkles her nose, remembering her weeks of survival training with nothing to eat but Starfleet ration packets and whatever they could gather themselves.]

You got me there. I'm very fortunate in how well our kitchen is stocked on the Blue Fish. Whenever you're tired of protein cubes, you're more than welcome to join me for a meal there.

[forsometimenow]

I'd like that- I will forewarn you, though, I'm a terrible cook.