Cradling his arm at the angle it had ended up Cai entered sickbay and blinked as the mix of his hair and the blood from the cut along his forehead obscured his field of vision. He swore as he let go of his arm to wipe at it. Some ten minutes ago walking along one of the walkways above the cargo bay, his favourite haunt as it were, he had slipped and called most of the way down a ladder into a heap. His elbow had struck the rung on the way down and his head soon after. It was not at all possible to put himself back together this time and so as much as he hated it sickbay it was.

He leaned on the bulk head and glanced around. For a hospital ship this wasn’t very busy that much was a relief . “Hello…little help?”

Cai