Post by Judith Eastman on Aug 4, 2021 17:15:16 GMT
The ballots were counted, and Evorís won POTM! Congratulations!
{Click here to find Evorís's winning post from the event}Here's what the nominator wrote:
Here's the post itself:
[Ensign Evorís - Operations, Front Ear]
The situation was getting trickier by the minute, not in small part due to Evorís’ own difficulties maintaining his composure. It was typically much easier to will away exhaustion and discomfort, but now he found it near-impossible. If he were a human, he may have already been sweating, in his struggle to remain both standing and functioning enough to handle his duties.
If there were any time to express gratitude for years of Vulcan endurance training, it would be now.
=A= “Standby,” =A= he responded to Enola, just as another message filtered through the Operations comm. His suspicion that the apparent emergency was related to Romulan blood took another turn at the mention of T’Laara. Though he did not know the victim, it was a clearly Vulcan name.
He glanced toward the Captain for approval, but decided that in this case, expediency and transparency would be more logical than confidentiality and patience. If this were indeed a crisis, as it now appeared to be, it would be imperative that all those affected were aware of it, and immediately examined. His own affliction, a heavy numbness that seeped into his brain, only further loosened his grip on the intricacies of procedure. (If events continued to unfurl this quickly, there was no knowing how long he would last.)
He initiated a response, quickly altering the transporter parameters to locate the nearest Vulcan life sign to the comm’s origin signal. =A= “Acknowledged, this is Ensign Evorís in Operations. Please step back from the patient and see a witness to Sickbay.” =A= A quick transfer left the communication signal open for the Captain to continue a response if she wished, as Evorís continued his attempts to isolate T’Laara’s signal.
There was no time and little point in lamenting the lack of information received in the message, but Evorís was satisfied to find that T’Laara was the only Vulcan signal in the immediate vicinity. Though by assignment, he was not an Operations officer, his familiarity with communication (and Vulcan) signals made the configuration manageable in his current state. “Energizing,” he once again announced, and activated the transfer.
Immediately following the console’s confirmation of a successful transport, he tapped his personal comm to reinstate communication with Enola. =A= “Ensign Evorís to Enola. There have now been two Vulcan and Romulan collapses in mere minutes, with no known cause. What is your current location? Prepare to be beamed directly to Sickbay in the case of an emergency.” =A=
Adrenaline flickering on its fuse, Evorís broke his strict posture to lean his hands against the edges of the console, and directed his focus toward conserving his depleted energy until he was addressed again. Once again, the blip of an anomaly on a nearby screen went unnoticed.
You can read the post in context here.
It was difficult to choose but with this one, Evoris was kind of thrown in at the deep end whilst also being affected & how he was trying not to let his difficulties get in the way.
Here's the post itself:
The situation was getting trickier by the minute, not in small part due to Evorís’ own difficulties maintaining his composure. It was typically much easier to will away exhaustion and discomfort, but now he found it near-impossible. If he were a human, he may have already been sweating, in his struggle to remain both standing and functioning enough to handle his duties.
If there were any time to express gratitude for years of Vulcan endurance training, it would be now.
=A= “Standby,” =A= he responded to Enola, just as another message filtered through the Operations comm. His suspicion that the apparent emergency was related to Romulan blood took another turn at the mention of T’Laara. Though he did not know the victim, it was a clearly Vulcan name.
He glanced toward the Captain for approval, but decided that in this case, expediency and transparency would be more logical than confidentiality and patience. If this were indeed a crisis, as it now appeared to be, it would be imperative that all those affected were aware of it, and immediately examined. His own affliction, a heavy numbness that seeped into his brain, only further loosened his grip on the intricacies of procedure. (If events continued to unfurl this quickly, there was no knowing how long he would last.)
He initiated a response, quickly altering the transporter parameters to locate the nearest Vulcan life sign to the comm’s origin signal. =A= “Acknowledged, this is Ensign Evorís in Operations. Please step back from the patient and see a witness to Sickbay.” =A= A quick transfer left the communication signal open for the Captain to continue a response if she wished, as Evorís continued his attempts to isolate T’Laara’s signal.
There was no time and little point in lamenting the lack of information received in the message, but Evorís was satisfied to find that T’Laara was the only Vulcan signal in the immediate vicinity. Though by assignment, he was not an Operations officer, his familiarity with communication (and Vulcan) signals made the configuration manageable in his current state. “Energizing,” he once again announced, and activated the transfer.
Immediately following the console’s confirmation of a successful transport, he tapped his personal comm to reinstate communication with Enola. =A= “Ensign Evorís to Enola. There have now been two Vulcan and Romulan collapses in mere minutes, with no known cause. What is your current location? Prepare to be beamed directly to Sickbay in the case of an emergency.” =A=
Adrenaline flickering on its fuse, Evorís broke his strict posture to lean his hands against the edges of the console, and directed his focus toward conserving his depleted energy until he was addressed again. Once again, the blip of an anomaly on a nearby screen went unnoticed.
You can read the post in context here.
