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USS Asimov

Promises and Connections

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Promises and Connections

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Promises and Connections

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Promises and Connections
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There was a little bit of fear at the idea of a mirror. He wasn’t sure he was ready for that. But he did want to see. “I’m feeling okay, I think. I’m not crazy hungry but I don’t mind the idea of food.” He looked up at Doctor Martin, “I think I need a little more of the pain meds. They are really hurting.”

~ Izei, CMO

“No problem,” the doctor turned and slipped a vial into a hypo and then pressed it to his neck. “That should kick in soon. If you still have an edge of pain, I’ll add a muscle relaxer.” Then he started moving equipment out of the way.

Thank you. I worry. Bethany squeezed his hand and got up to set the tray on the small table for him while Martin helped him sit up and get comfortable. Then he gave Izei a quiet and understanding look. “Would you like to see?”

Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS

Aasrel smiled. I will be fine. It’s just going to be a long recovery. He looked at the doctor and hesitated for a moment. He looked at Bethany and then back. “Yes, please.”

~ Izei, CMO

Martin removed the last of the head bandages, “I’ll wrap it again, just so you don’t give in to the urge to scratch.” Then he moved over to the counter and reached into a drawer. He came back with a mirror and handed it to him.

Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS

Aasrel lifted the mirror slowly, and then looked really quick and then looked away. And then looked again. His hair was messy, but he combed it with his fingers how he usually did, and it covered the still healing bald patch. There was no sign of the metal plate. The only visual reminder of it was his eye. It made him hate it more.

Bethany was watching his face as he watched the mirror. He could feel the sense of warmth and assurance and acceptance that flooded her as she stared at his eyes. At least it is a Federation prosthetic, she reminded him gently.

He took her hand and squeezed it. You’re right. That’s better than what it was originally.

Sitting up now though, he didn’t need the mirror to examine his limbs, so he set it down. Besides the bandages, his arm and leg were smooth, no sign of the implants. It was almost strange to see, but the sight made him grin. Psychologically, he could still ‘feel’ them, because he knew they were there, but really, that was just his mind. He looked… Almost like normal. He’d had a plate removed from his chest - months ago, before the Azimov - and that meant… There were no visible ones left. “I look… better.” He said and smiled.

~ Izei, CMO

Martin smiled and set a hand gently on his shoulder. “Feel better? I know I did after my surgeries. How about eating some now?”

Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS

Aasrel nodded. “It still bothers me that they’re still in there, but now I don’t have to look at them anymore. Or feel them there.” He nodded again and pulled the tray closer to him. Then he started eating.

~ Izei, CMO

“As your body is allowed to recognize them as foreign, it will work to remove them. It might be a slow process, but eventually you will only be able to tell by scan that there was a graft done.” Martin put in orders for a muscle relaxer if Izei asked for it. “Alright eat, sleep, and page for anything, agreed. Good.” He grinned and walked out.

Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS

Aasrel did. He finished eating fairly quickly and then lay back against the raised bed. The pain meds were making him tired. They’d started helping a while ago, but it was still painful. It was better though, which was good. He looked at Bethany and smiled. His head was rewrapped, so he wouldn’t itch. He said, “So what did you think?”

~ Izei, CMO

Bethany paused with her glass part way to her mouth. “Can’t you feel how my heart is racing. You’d be in trouble if you weren’t in that biobed.” She moved her tray aside so she could lean forward towards him. “Absolutely devastatingly dashing. You look more relaxed too, but that might be the meds.”

Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS

“In trouble, hm? Sounds exciting.” He said, grinning. “Bit of both, I think.” Aasrel tugged her closer and then kissed her, making it a nice, long one. “I won’t be in this bed that long.”

~ Izei, CMO

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