Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Lost in the Dark

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Lost in the Dark

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Lost in the Dark

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Rand held onto him as she stood. She could walk, she could. Her legs still worked didn’t they? They were still attached. If she could just focus enough she could make them work, right? She walked like she was drunk. Randy in fact knew it was because of the dehydration. That was bad enough to make her weak and light headed, give her a headache, and make her vision blury and dark. It also had a worse side effect of making her concussion worse, which made the symptoms worse. He didn’t like that she was shivering. That meant she wasn’t taking in enough food for her body to regulate her body temperature.

He helped Roman get her into bed and handed Roman an extra blanket to pu over her and then motioned for him to step into the corridor with him.

“She is extremely dehydrated. Elbbirt said she could stay here, with the concussion he thinks here will be better for her. But I have to put her on an infusion unit. She also has to finish two electrolyte drinks in the next 90 minutes or Elbbirt is putting her in sickbay.”

Rand

Roman looked really worried, but shook his head. “I spent an hour with her in the galley, I could barely get her to drink one glass! And then she threw it back up anyway…” He sighed and looked at Randy, “And she is not going to want an infusion unit.” Roman himself looked better than he had in months, between multiple days of good sleep and a couple of days of good meals and hydration for himself. “Sickbay should motivate her to try but…” He gave Randy a please look, “maybe you can help coax her to drink all that?”

~ Roman

Randy nodded, “No she’s not. She needs it though.” Randy proceeded to explain the side effects and the risks if she didn’t have the unit and the drinks. “Honestly I would rather put her in sickbay, but Elbbirt is afraid if she gets confused being in sickbay would be traumatic.” Randy nodded, “I’ll do my best, but she is already mad at me.”

Randy went back inside and grabbed several things out of the box. Rand was curled up on her side almost asleep, breathing heavily. “Rand, honey, you have to sit up. Come on. Roman will help. I know your head probably hurts. I’ll give you something with your other meds.” He tried to lift her, but she just battered him away. “Come on Rand. It will help. You have to sit up and drink this.” She just ignored him. He reached for an infusion unit and then pulled the blanket off her to get at her arm.

“Stad. Randy tha mi fuar, stad. Fàg mi mar a tha mi. (Stop. Randy I’m cold, stop. Leave me alone.)” She attempted to play tug of war with the blanket, but it was over before it started. “I know, and you can have the blanket back in a minute.” He prepped the hypo, “I am going to give her, her regular meds now too.”

Roman sat beside her and smiled encouragingly, nodding to Randy. “Come on, Rand. You’ll feel a lot better afterwards.”

Rand groaned and tried to roll away. “Chan eil barrachd meds ann. (No more meds).” Randy looked at Roman. He leaned over and rubbed her arm. “Oh come on. It’s not that bad. Besides if you don’t take yours, Roman won’t take his. He’s worried about you.” Rand shook her head, “No.”

Rand

Roman chuckled softly. As usual, Randy was right. “He’s right, I won’t. Same deal as always, you take yours, I take mine. And I mean all yours, not just your regular ones.”

~ Roman

Why did he care? Those meds could be used on someone who needed them, someone who mattered. Roman was stubborn and she knew he wouldn’t take his meds now that he said that. She had a vague memory of a cave and threatening not to take her meds, but it was fuzzy and confusing. Rand held still while Randy gave her the hypo, though. She flinched then muttered, “A nis e. (Now him.)”

Randy shook his head. “You aren’t done yet, and he knows it. Come on. You have to sit up.” Randy glanced at Roman and nodded towards Rand. “Let Roman help. And if he snogs you in the process I won’t say anything. Promise.” He was teasing her, trying to get a reaction, a little life into her. Instead Rand ducked her head. “Hey, I was only teasing.” Randy ducked his head to look at her and sighed.

Once Roman had her sitting up he took her arm and grabbed an infusion unit. Hopefully Roman would keep her distracted while he worked. With how dehydrated she was, starting the infusion unit was a bit difficult.

Roman hugged her and then smiled at her. “Would a snog be so terrible?” He asked. He wanted her distracted while Randy worked and the only way he knew how was to tease her. “Or I could take my shirt off, you always like that and you don’t even have to do anything.”

No it wouldn’t be terrible at all; it would be winderful. The slight blush on her cheeks said so. Normally her face would be bright red when he suggested taking his shirt off. Now she just seemed normal, there was color to her complexion again where she had been pale and clamy most of the day. She was peeking up at him shyly too. Then she winced and then, “OW!” and she tried to jerk her arm away from Randy. He had a hold of her arm though and kept her still. “Randy!” she started to cry. He never hurt her. She never remembered anything like that hurting, and Randy was always so careful. “I know it hurt, but you are really dehydrated. It makes your skin tougher and your veins harder to get too. Do you understand? You don’t have enough water. It’s why you are so sick.”

Then he handed Roman a bottle of the drink. “Rand you have to drink two of these. Come on, just a little to start. Once you drink some it will be easier.” Rand didn’t want it, she just wanted them to leave her alone. She wanted to sleep and she said so. “It’s your favorite, fruit punch. Rand if you don’t drink it I will have to go get Elbbirt.” He didn’t want to mention sickbay or the fact she wouldn’t be working again tomorrow.

Rand took a sip and gagged on it pushing it away and shaking her head, making the throbbing start again.

Rand

Roman frowned when she pushed the fruit punch away. She hadn’t wanted anything sweet all day. Only… Lemon. Lemon everything. “Do you have those in lemon?”

~ Roman

“Lemon? We do, but Rand hates lemon.”

Rand