<div class="floatleft">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Pretty_Women_In_The_Workplace_zpsf1ec314f.jpeg)</div><strong>Day 1 - 1236 Hours</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Doctor Susan Nuress</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Starbase 9</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Nadami</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Working, talking to CMO</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Nadami</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Doctor Nuress looked up again, annoyance obvious on her face.  "Look, Doctor, what, what was it?  Nady?  The best thing that you could do to help is get your starship here.  Obi VI is starting to have deaths on the Northern continent.  My assistants, Doctors Rob Bowman, Maurice Hurley, Jaron Summers and Jon Povill will be coming with me.  I would advise contacting them for anything.  So, unless you have the miracle cure for this virus, just make sure that everyone is out of our way, including your sick or injured.  We will need a containment field that covers the entirety of sickbay."