Posted by Ensign Karina Niles (Doctor) in Meanwhile… on the Station (for those awaiting the ship)

Posted by Lieutenant Ky’Laria (Scientist) in Meanwhile… on the Station (for those awaiting the ship)

Posted by Ensign Karina Niles (Doctor) in Meanwhile… on the Station (for those awaiting the ship)
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“Were you planning for your ship to disappear into the abyss?” Ky’Laria asked rhetorically in reply.

The turbolift slowed and then gently halted. Once the doors slid open, Ky’Laria stepped out first this time, glanced to each side, and said, “This way,” with a small hand gesture. “We have been handed an extraordinary challenge simply for the opportunity to report for, or return to duty,” she explained as her long strides carried her toward the door to the crew lounge. “And since we will never be able to obtain any lab time in a situation like this, all we have to work with are a set of sensor data on a terminal you’ve never seen the like of before, and…” She wore a grin bearing a hint of mischief as she stopped at the lounge entrance. “An astrophysicist you’ve never seen the like of before. After you, Doctor.”

The ‘nearest’ lounge proved to be no Ten Forward; it was more of a departmental break room, with eight tables, two replicators, and no bar host; it at least had expansive windows to the vast exterior of space, so one could watch shuttles mill about, or the occasional ship float by.

Lt. Ky’Laria (Sci)

Karina half laughed, “No, I don’t even they planned on disappearing.

When Ky said information and a person Karina had never seen the likes of, the Doc took the opportunity to ask. “Forgive me for asking, if it’s rude. But what exactly ‘are’ you. Because I admit I am a bit lost on the species. And while I am sure I will have your medical file when you bored, well,” she shrugged and blushed at the brashness of her own forwardness as they moved into the small break room.

“You wish to be my personal physician, then?” Ky’Laria asked in retort, smiling slightly. “My species is called, Kuras, which actually means simply, ‘people,’ in our language. And, you’ve likely not seen us before due to the fact that there are, at most, sixty-three of us across all of Starfleet. We are not a member of the Federation,” she explained, seemingly content to do so even after centuries of having the conversation.

“And to be honest, I don’t know any Astrophysicists so I can’t say anything other than that you will be the best one I know.” She smiled and tried to get it to come out as a compliment, even if a bit off.

Ky’Laria chuckled breathily at that, glancing to the window. “I shall be sure to live up to the competition,” she remarked, her tone sprinkled with sarcasm. “Bring me any others you meet; I shall have to eliminate them.”

Karina smiled and laughed softly, “I shall remember to do that.”

As the door shushed shut behind them, it wasn’t as small as it looked because of the windows. Karina headed for the replicator and got a large glass of energy juice. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast and her stress from the shuttle ride was starting to dampen so if she didn’t hydrate, she would certainly not be feeling good in the next hour. “Can I get you something, Ky’Laria?” She asked as she after taking a huge draw from the glass and nearly half emptying it before turning to the other woman.

Karina
Doctor

Normally, there was scarce choice beyond water when it came to Ky’Laria’s hydration needs, but at least for curiosity’s sake, she simply had to ask. “What… is that?” she asked, compelled to shift from ‘aloof’ to ‘aback’ and pace slowly toward Karina as the aroma of whatever was in the glass crashed against her olfactory sense.

Lt. Ky’Laria (Sci)

Karina, usually one to answer questions in the context of the conversation was struck by the last question first. “It’s a simple juice with additional energy supliments and vitamins for a body that is lacking nutrients on a regular basis.” She glanced down realizing it probably sounded horrible. “I drink it when I tend to miss meals, which is more than Doc Gray would like.” They were known to keep another at task for eating, though more often than not, they would go the entire shift with neither of them eating. It was a slightly thick red juice with an aroma of various spices but not in a heady way. A combination of vegetables and additional items Karina spoke of, it bordered on the taste of tomato soup without the heat of having just come from the stove.

Ky’Laria stopped a pace away, looking briefly down into the glass. “It sounds, though does not look like some of the nutritional supplements that I will be filing into Athena’s computer,” she observed, “However, mine present more as laboratory concoctions even than this.” The ridges on the sides of her nose bunched gently together as she sniffed the air, still coming to grips with the interesting combination of aromas.

She held the glass out, “You are welcome to a sip if you wish. As to being your personal physician. I mean, I imagine you could request it of the Doctor when you arrive. But I merely meant I will have access. I have access to all personnel medical files since sometimes I am around when Doctor Gray is not available, or able to handle simpler things if he is engaged with something more important.”

Karina
Doctor

Ky’Laria accepted the glass and, rather than taking a sip even of the ‘no-touch’ variety, raised the glass next to her face, slid out a tapered, violet-hued tongue and coaxed a single drop over the brim of the glass onto it. Holding the glass upright, she seemed to pause as the arches of scaly spots above her eyes descended into a manner of frown. Soon, she lifted her free hand to gingerly wipe away the droplet and withdrew her tongue. “No,” she stated, offering the glass back at a very full extension of her arm. “Thank you. However, I cannot break down most of the sugars in this beverage.” Pausing, she ‘frowned’ again and directed her gaze just off to the side while running her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “At best it would offer no nutritional value, and at worst it would render me quite ill for a short time.” Looking eventually back at Karina, she said, “A glass of water will suffice, for now.”

Moving to a window-side table, she beckoned Karina to follow once more and chose a seat opposite her. “I will happily accept the skills of any of the ship’s doctors,” she explained, “Since I know that each of you will need to spend the same amount of time studying the information I bring about my physiology and medical requirements. I simply–” Ky’Laria stopped, as if suddenly reconsidering how to finish her sentence. With a little smile briefly twitching its way across her features, she glanced out the window, and back to Karina. “I sense that you are especially curious.”

-Lt. Ky’Laria (Sci)