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Selene was among the last to reach the dropship. Some of the medications that she carried required precise temperature limits for long term storage and were only good for a few hours after they were taken from the ships extensive pharmacy. They had to be laboriously loaded into her suits storage magazines, a job that was a real trick without a corpsman or a tech to help. Her suit display read her medical equipment at 95% efficiency, she had switched out some of the recommend load in favor of her personal preference but there was no easy way to correct the suits assessment. She also had to collect hear weapons, a standard service pistol that she wore at her hip and a light carbine that was currently slung behind a shoulder on one of the armors many attachment points. No one expected a medic to really mix it up, but every marine a rifleman blah blah blah.
Marine dropships were big, but there is no space in the universe that is big when it is packed with dozens of Marines and their equipment. O'Henessey was standing outside, presumably to take the last slot in the ship so he could be among the first out. She jostled in past the other Marines as she forced her way into ship. Several Marines greeted her with everything between snarls of annoyance and friendly greetings as she moved down the cramped central gangway. Two black soldiers were sitting across from one another, their bulk blocking further advance. She cast a glance back over her shoulder, she was nearly half way to the back of the dropship. Standing orders dictate that a medic be stationed in the middle of an assault force. This prevented, in theory, the medic being hit immediately on disembarkation and from going down with the ship if it took an AA hit late in the drop.
“Make room!” she called, her helmet speakers projecting the words to be audible above the ambient noise. One of the soldiers reluctantly shifted and she sat down beside him, engaging the restraints that would lock her to the dropship. She cast her eyes over their weapons, one of them had what appeared to be a large thermal launcher, an unusual choice but something one might expect of a veteran.
“Any word on the drop time private?”
@TheRealCrow @FPR
Marine dropships were big, but there is no space in the universe that is big when it is packed with dozens of Marines and their equipment. O'Henessey was standing outside, presumably to take the last slot in the ship so he could be among the first out. She jostled in past the other Marines as she forced her way into ship. Several Marines greeted her with everything between snarls of annoyance and friendly greetings as she moved down the cramped central gangway. Two black soldiers were sitting across from one another, their bulk blocking further advance. She cast a glance back over her shoulder, she was nearly half way to the back of the dropship. Standing orders dictate that a medic be stationed in the middle of an assault force. This prevented, in theory, the medic being hit immediately on disembarkation and from going down with the ship if it took an AA hit late in the drop.
“Make room!” she called, her helmet speakers projecting the words to be audible above the ambient noise. One of the soldiers reluctantly shifted and she sat down beside him, engaging the restraints that would lock her to the dropship. She cast her eyes over their weapons, one of them had what appeared to be a large thermal launcher, an unusual choice but something one might expect of a veteran.
“Any word on the drop time private?”
@TheRealCrow @FPR
Selene stepped into an alcove where she had placed her duffel bag. She stripped out of her white flight suit, took off her helmet and bio sensor and placed them in the bag. She took a moment to tie her blond hair back into a tight pony tail and then pulled on her undersuit. The undersuit was a black body stocking with a fine inlay of platinum wire that allowed her armor to communicate with her body. She headed back out into the chamber pushing past Snake and the new marine, apparently engaged in some sort of tactical conversation. With a sigh she stepped into the auto-armorer.
In theory the auto-armorer should only exert a slight pressure. Unfortunately that was based on a theory that all soldiers were of a more or less standard shape. Older marines joked that the auto-armorer would eventually pound you into the 'standard shape' and Selene could well believe it. Sixty long, uncomfortable seconds later she was latching down her helmet visor.
“AID,” she queued bringing her HUD live in a flash across her retinas. Her standard display showed up as a transparent mask allowing her to see the status of all the soldiers in her charge. All still green. A woman was walking towards her, the AID carroted her as Alice. The ship had a mobile avatar for its AI?
"Greetings Miss Mazierska, have you wrapped things up here?"
Selene smiled politely.
“Yes Alice, as soon as Officer O'Henessey and that private clear the chamber we can seal it and drain the power,” she turned to include the two men in the conversation. O'Henessey was the officer after all. The others, apparently concerned about being thrown out an airlock had already left.
In theory the auto-armorer should only exert a slight pressure. Unfortunately that was based on a theory that all soldiers were of a more or less standard shape. Older marines joked that the auto-armorer would eventually pound you into the 'standard shape' and Selene could well believe it. Sixty long, uncomfortable seconds later she was latching down her helmet visor.
“AID,” she queued bringing her HUD live in a flash across her retinas. Her standard display showed up as a transparent mask allowing her to see the status of all the soldiers in her charge. All still green. A woman was walking towards her, the AID carroted her as Alice. The ship had a mobile avatar for its AI?
"Greetings Miss Mazierska, have you wrapped things up here?"
Selene smiled politely.
“Yes Alice, as soon as Officer O'Henessey and that private clear the chamber we can seal it and drain the power,” she turned to include the two men in the conversation. O'Henessey was the officer after all. The others, apparently concerned about being thrown out an airlock had already left.
Selene quirked a quizzical smile as Snake, and according to his medical file that was his real name rather than a nickname, turned to begin dressing down a young marine with a large rifle. Another alert started playing over the PA system, something to do with crackers? This was a strange ship and no mistake.
“AID,” she said, queuing the simple AI built into her helmet, “Isolate pertinent information and display as text." Her HUD immediately flashed to life and a text crawl began moving across the top of her visor. Estimate engagement in 60 minutes. A timer began to run down based on the time of the transmission. Alice requesting access. Selene frowned.
“Define Alice,” she quered, pushing her way through the scrambling marines, making her way towards the auto armorer. Ship AI Callsign Alice. Ah that made sense the ship’s AI was more powerful than her AID by several orders of magnitude and there was no reason it shouldn’t have access to her unit while she was within easy transmission range of the ship. It was also being polite, any AI on a ship this size could crack her computer like a walnut.
“Approve Alice and hold I’m going to suit up.” Selene reached the back of the cryo chamber and turned and walked towards the front again, carefully checking each pod. In the past people had been left in cryo accidentally, a mistake that could condemn them to die of hibernation sickness when their surfactant dose. Not today though, everyone was clear in the Marine section. Time to report it to medical and close up.
“Dr Harvey,” she spoke into her communicator, “Im closing cryobay 2 all pods are empty.”
“AID,” she said, queuing the simple AI built into her helmet, “Isolate pertinent information and display as text." Her HUD immediately flashed to life and a text crawl began moving across the top of her visor. Estimate engagement in 60 minutes. A timer began to run down based on the time of the transmission. Alice requesting access. Selene frowned.
“Define Alice,” she quered, pushing her way through the scrambling marines, making her way towards the auto armorer. Ship AI Callsign Alice. Ah that made sense the ship’s AI was more powerful than her AID by several orders of magnitude and there was no reason it shouldn’t have access to her unit while she was within easy transmission range of the ship. It was also being polite, any AI on a ship this size could crack her computer like a walnut.
“Approve Alice and hold I’m going to suit up.” Selene reached the back of the cryo chamber and turned and walked towards the front again, carefully checking each pod. In the past people had been left in cryo accidentally, a mistake that could condemn them to die of hibernation sickness when their surfactant dose. Not today though, everyone was clear in the Marine section. Time to report it to medical and close up.
“Dr Harvey,” she spoke into her communicator, “Im closing cryobay 2 all pods are empty.”
Selene opened her mouth to respond when a bizarre song blared over the PA. Her helmet reduced it to a manageable volume after an instant but several of the marines coming out of cryo vomited as the noise assaulted their overloaded senses. It reminded her vaguely of the clubs she had occasionally visited as a medical student or at the ski slopes.
“I’m Selene,” she said with a slight smile, her voice containing the barest hint of her Swiss accent. As abruptly as it had began the music cut out, much to everyone's relief it seemed.
“Although I also respond to Sergeant, Doc, Doctor Mazierska or Starlight, depending on how badly you need a medic.” With a twitch of the corner of her mouth she minimized her HUD clearing her visor completely.
“I’m Selene,” she said with a slight smile, her voice containing the barest hint of her Swiss accent. As abruptly as it had began the music cut out, much to everyone's relief it seemed.
“Although I also respond to Sergeant, Doc, Doctor Mazierska or Starlight, depending on how badly you need a medic.” With a twitch of the corner of her mouth she minimized her HUD clearing her visor completely.
Selene stood before the marines as they came out of Cryo. As a member of the medical team she had been woken up an hour before hand and thus had time to get over the after affects of the deep freeze. Her fingers still tingled a little bit the way they would after a long weekend of skiing but it didn’t prevent her from doing her job. Rather than wearing her armor, which was bulky in the tight quarters, she wore a white flight suit of rubberized plastic with the red cross emblazoned on the breast. The garment included a minimal helmet and would provide some protection in case of depressurization. A medical sensor was clipped to one shoulder and tracked each marine as he came down the gangway from the pod. The device gathered data from the soldier’s bodies and projected it onto a HUD in her helmet providing her with as through a medical scan of the men as she could obtain without the ships medicomp.
All around her men bustled, she didn’t move, no marine who survived boot camp was stupid enough to jostle a master sergeant and if he was his fellows would quickly beat it out of him. Her cool gaze swept over the leader of this contingent already in armor with a faded name plate reading O’Henesesey. His icon clicked green on her HUD although several small notations indicated elevated levels of serotonin and dopamine. He was enjoying this? In any case that completed the squad.
“Your boys are all in the green sir,” she reported. Grabbing a stumbling recruit and shoving him towards the automated armorer. Healthy didn’t always mean happy after all.
It was her responsibility to sign off on the marines health. The naval personnel had their own physicians but their cryo procedures were less elaborate. A unit of naval ratings wasn't going to get cut to chutney because one of their key people went into cryoshock at the wrong moment. Nor were they likely to be pushing their bodies to the limit in a firefight the way the marines were, a precursor blood clot or a case of cryoataxia would kill men just as sure as a bullet would.
@SuperTacticalDerp
All around her men bustled, she didn’t move, no marine who survived boot camp was stupid enough to jostle a master sergeant and if he was his fellows would quickly beat it out of him. Her cool gaze swept over the leader of this contingent already in armor with a faded name plate reading O’Henesesey. His icon clicked green on her HUD although several small notations indicated elevated levels of serotonin and dopamine. He was enjoying this? In any case that completed the squad.
“Your boys are all in the green sir,” she reported. Grabbing a stumbling recruit and shoving him towards the automated armorer. Healthy didn’t always mean happy after all.
It was her responsibility to sign off on the marines health. The naval personnel had their own physicians but their cryo procedures were less elaborate. A unit of naval ratings wasn't going to get cut to chutney because one of their key people went into cryoshock at the wrong moment. Nor were they likely to be pushing their bodies to the limit in a firefight the way the marines were, a precursor blood clot or a case of cryoataxia would kill men just as sure as a bullet would.
@SuperTacticalDerp
Name: Dr Selene Mazierska
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Marine Master Sgt (Medical Officer)
Personality: Selene is cool and professional. She brooks no interference in her area of expertise but respects professionals in other fields. She views the Marines as her family and can be very protective of them.
Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Selene is highly qualified in the fields of medicine, biology and cybernetics. She has completed the basic marine combat qualification course but hasn’t fired a weapon since her basic training. She is physically fit and very agile. She speaks Enlgish, German, Swiss and Italian fluently and can also get by in Spanish and Mandarin.
History: Selene was born on a USEA base on Luna. Her mother and father were both members of the USEA marine corp. Her mother and father were frequently deployed and she grew up with her father’s relatives in Bern Switzerland.
She graduated at the head of her class and went to medical school at the University of Lucerne. A year before she graduated her father was killed in action during the suppression of one of the frequent rebellions sweeping the outer colonies. Against her mother and families wishes she enrolled in the USEA Marine Medical Corp. After service on several ground based medical facilities she has been posted to the Convergence of Destiny as the Marine Medical Chief.
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Marine Master Sgt (Medical Officer)
Personality: Selene is cool and professional. She brooks no interference in her area of expertise but respects professionals in other fields. She views the Marines as her family and can be very protective of them.
Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Selene is highly qualified in the fields of medicine, biology and cybernetics. She has completed the basic marine combat qualification course but hasn’t fired a weapon since her basic training. She is physically fit and very agile. She speaks Enlgish, German, Swiss and Italian fluently and can also get by in Spanish and Mandarin.
History: Selene was born on a USEA base on Luna. Her mother and father were both members of the USEA marine corp. Her mother and father were frequently deployed and she grew up with her father’s relatives in Bern Switzerland.
She graduated at the head of her class and went to medical school at the University of Lucerne. A year before she graduated her father was killed in action during the suppression of one of the frequent rebellions sweeping the outer colonies. Against her mother and families wishes she enrolled in the USEA Marine Medical Corp. After service on several ground based medical facilities she has been posted to the Convergence of Destiny as the Marine Medical Chief.
That works perfectly I always intended to be attached to the Marines rather than the Navy
Id like to apply
Name: Dr Selene Mazierska
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Medical Officer (Marines)
Personality: Selene is cool and professional. She brooks no interference in her area of expertise but respects professionals in other fields. She views the Marines as her family and can be very protective of them.
Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Selene is highly qualified in the fields of medicine, biology and cybernetics. She has completed the basic marine combat qualification course but hasn’t fired a weapon since her basic training. She is physically fit and very agile.
History: Selene was born on a USEA base on Luna. Her mother and father were both members of the USEA marine corp. Her mother and father were frequently deployed and she grew up with her father’s relatives in Bern Switzerland.
She graduated at the head of her class and went to medical school at the University of Lucerne. A year before she graduated her father was killed in action during the suppression of one of the frequent rebellions sweeping the outer colonies. Against her mother and families wishes she accepted an officer’s commission in the Marine Medical Corp. After service on several ground based medical facilities she has been posted as chief medical officer on the Convergence of Destiny.
Name: Dr Selene Mazierska
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Medical Officer (Marines)
Personality: Selene is cool and professional. She brooks no interference in her area of expertise but respects professionals in other fields. She views the Marines as her family and can be very protective of them.
Notable Skills, Combat or otherwise: Selene is highly qualified in the fields of medicine, biology and cybernetics. She has completed the basic marine combat qualification course but hasn’t fired a weapon since her basic training. She is physically fit and very agile.
History: Selene was born on a USEA base on Luna. Her mother and father were both members of the USEA marine corp. Her mother and father were frequently deployed and she grew up with her father’s relatives in Bern Switzerland.
She graduated at the head of her class and went to medical school at the University of Lucerne. A year before she graduated her father was killed in action during the suppression of one of the frequent rebellions sweeping the outer colonies. Against her mother and families wishes she accepted an officer’s commission in the Marine Medical Corp. After service on several ground based medical facilities she has been posted as chief medical officer on the Convergence of Destiny.
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