Soval's Perspective:
Soval stood in auxiliary control, the bridge still under heavy maintenance due to their encounter with both the Andorians and Humans.
For all intents and purposes this was a just as, if not more efficient way of operating the ship. And yet the confined space and lack of a command chair were only part of what was irking him.
Of course he would never admit to that, his Vulcan pride demanded that he be logical in the most emotional of situations. However alone, among his own thoughts, he could not but help himself of the tiniest sensations. He was not a fool though, these lapses were limited fiercely, allowing him a small indulgence only when he felt it was beneficial.
"We are receiving a priority one hail Captain". Reported a female Vulcan at the communications station.
Soval raised an eyebrow, "The Enterprise?"
"Affirmative, they state the nature is a medical emergency-," the woman waited until the full message came through, "Commander T'pol is in need of a Vulcan physician".
Soval wasted no time considering the endless possibilities, T'pol had been injured, and required medical assistance so that is what would transpire. "Alert Dr. T'pring to meet us in shuttle bay two-"
"Captain, the humans offer to use their transporter in concern that a shuttle pod will delay their arrival."
T'pol must be seriously injured, a drop of apprehension trickled its way through his mind, it's very presence reinforcing the need for more meditation.
However Soval did not currently have time for such-
"Their arrival Major?" he had been distracted to the point of mishearing his subordinate, a troubling realization indeed.
"Yes, they repeat that time is of the essence."
Allowing them to enter the T'khut was a high security risk, normally Soval would be unwilling to accept that condition, however these circumstances were far from normalcy.
"Grant permission and lower shields, keep sensors on the Kumari's weapons and be prepared to return fire if necessary".
Phlox's Perspective:
Phlox had always associated with the transporter a severe dizzying sensation that assaulted the user, the effects were most unpleasant. Although he utilized it rarely, the experiences had dissuaded him from suggesting it as a viable option, unless the need was absolutely dire.
However despite his lack of comfort with it, himself and two security crewmen were standing on the transporter pad, the sedated Vulcan held between them.
Lt. Reed hovered anxiously in the background, a stance Phlox had rarely seen him in, it was certainly far from the reserved manner he normally posed.
"Are you sure this is safe?"
The other Lieutenant sighed in exasperation, and Phlox was quite aware of the reason. Mr. Reed had asked that question four times now, if he wasn't mistaken.
"Yes, and I've told you that-"
"Okay okay, I'm sorry, I-, I'm just nervous." He interrupted her tirade before it had a chance to start, the stricken look on his face worsening as his frown deepened, his gaze diverted back to the pad. "I've never trusted these bloody things."
Once again, most uncharacteristic of the Tactical Officer, Phlox would have to re-evaluate his mental situation when they had the time.
The engineer must have noticed his discomfort, for she lent a supportive hand on his shoulder, giving it a quick squeeze.
The look sent back Hess's way would best be described as befuddled, but Reed accepted the gesture without comment.
In Humans, like many species, the female was considered to be both the gentlest and the fiercer of the two genders. One would do well to avoid the invoking the latter.
However interesting as that might be, there did happen to be a medical emergency at the moment.
"Lieutenants?" the Denobulan did not need to speak more, his message clearly conveyed by the drooping Vulcan to his right.
"Of course Doctor," murmured the Englishman, his attempts to fight the blush spreading on his face for naught.
Phlox closed his eyes, it would be easier, he assured himself.
He had left crewman Cutler in the most capable hands of his assistants, now that she was not in critical condition, their care should be more than adequate. They had been lucky, he knew that without the technology on this ship she would have died without question.
He focused his thoughts, trying to ignore his apprehension as the machine came to life.
"Energizing"…