USS Sentinel
Sunrises on Risa
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Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Sunrises on Risa
Posted by EvilJen (DDoSFEO) in Sunrises on Risa
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OOC: This takes place at whatever point the R&R for the crew on Risa takes place, so anyone can join in when and where it makes sense to If you’re not sure if you should, DM or email me.
IC:
“Come on, Leah, don’t make us drag you from here,” Nurse Montri said. Kham cast a glance over at Doctor Sylvia Hunter and med tech, Sol McMahon. “Right?”
“By her toes, if needed,” McMahon said with a grin. He was incredibly tall and could probably manage it too!Leah sighed. “I’m coming! I swear. I just…” She tapped some keys. “… need to finish…” More tapping. “… this report, and.” Two more taps. “Done!”
“Praise be to all the holy things in the galaxy,” Kham said.
“R&R isn’t official until we are off the ship. Don’t tempt her with anything,” Sylvia said. “Hell, I’m tempted to get Doctor Kreed to bar you from here,” she said, leaning in to Leah and pulling the tricorder out of her hands that somehow found its way there.”
“It’s a sickness. She’s forgotten how to have fun. One random dance party that was too long ago and she’s been sucked back into the vortex.” Sol took her hand and pulled her away from the admin area. “Doctor heal thyself.”Leah laughed. “Fine. Fine! I concede. But if anyone mentions follow-ups or reports in the next 48-hours, I’m directing them to you and telling them it’s all your fault.”
Montri nodded. “I’m good with that. You two?” she said to Sylvia and Sol. “yep!” they said in unison.
“Onwards to fun, then,” Leah said with a grin as they left Sickbay.
After arriving on the surface at the resort and checking into their rooms, the quartet met up for dinner and then changed to go partying. Arrival at one of the night clubs, the music was loud and energetic and the drinks were strong.
“Shots!” Sylvia said, and dragged Leah to the counter. They returned with a tray and all knocked one back, then two. There was dancing, more drinks, and more dancing. Kham bemoaned the fact that Leah’s Aldebaran upbringing gave her a higher metabolism and thus alcohol not only didn’t affect her too quickly, but her body was very efficient at dissipating the effects.
Much like that night in the gym, Leah let her guard down and let herself be seen. She moved with the precision of someone who had danced all her life and she wasn’t terribly picky about who she danced with, save that they respected her boundaries. Around 0100 hours, Kham tapped Leah on the shoulder as she was dancing very closely with a dark skinned Risian woman named Alaria. “We’re going to go! We’ll see you at breakfast?” Montri shouted over the din. Leah smiled and nodded. “Have fun!” Kham said with a laugh. Leah grinned. Oh, she would!
Noise drew her from her slumber, or unconsciousness. It was debatable which one it was at the moment. Leah sat up with a groan and the room spun. What little she could make out of the space around her was not familiar, and her whole body felt sluggish. There wasn’t that usual buzzing when she drank a lot (which was decidedly rare), and instead she felt strangely out of her body.
Sound elsewhere in the room drew her attention. It sounded like water was running, but she couldn’t hold thoughts in her head for long enough to make sense of anything except that she wasn’t alone. A deep humming sounded from what was likely the bathroom. Male? Something sounded so familiar but her brain just couldn’t quite hold onto the thought for very long.
Leah slipped off the bed and fell to her knees. Something was wrong! Everything was wrong! Her heart was racing and it felt like it might thud out of her chest.
She slipped out of the room a few moments later after somehow finding her dress. Nothing else, mind you, but at least her body was covered. Her feet were bare.
The world around her continued to shift and distort and she moved faster, looking for an exit, even though focusing on objects was hard.
Eventually, fresh air washed over her, and some part of her brain registered she was outside. There was noise. People. It was loud, but everything was more muffled than she wanted. The smell of treated water was prominent and shapes moved around her. Something touched her skin and she spun in that direction. “No, no, no, no,” she said, spinning away and stumbling away from the shadows that were trying to hurt her. More sounds. Voices. Everything was heightened and dampened all at the same time. She felt everything and yet felt like she was floating out of her skin.
A small bit of pain surprised her and then she was falling. Pain. Then nothing.
{*Moments Before}
“It’s okay,” he said, trying to be as soothing as possible to the woman who seemed confused. Drunken party-goers were not unusual at Risa, and now and again someone had a little too much fun and needed help. This woman seemed to fit the description. But she was panicking. “It’s okay. I just want to help you.” She backed away from him, muttering. ” No, wait! Watch out.” She tripped backwards over a lounger and then hit the deck. That would have been bad enough, but she had had momentum and rolled over… right into the pool.
He cursed and moved around the lounger, jumping into the pool after her. His arms found her a few moments later and he pushed off the bottom and brought them to the surface. Others on the pool deck were massing, looking to help. Trails of blood rippled through the water.
Kham, Sylvia and Sol sat at the table at the resort’s restaurant. “I want to applaud her for being late for once, given how extraordinarily punctual she is, but I thought 0900 was more than acceptable for breakfast. That or she’d let us now she wasn’t coming,” Kham said. It was 0920.
“Let’s at least look at the menu and give her a bit longer,” Sol said.
And so they waited another ten minutes, but Kham was anxious. “I’ll go up and check to see if she’s there.”
Kham knocked on the door of Room 316. No answer. She went back downstairs and asked if Leah had checked out (the concierge recognized her as being with Leah yesterday). She hadn’t. After checking back with her friends, Kham decided to check the most likely option: Leah returned to the the ship unexpectedly. Any number of things could have happened to have drawn her back.
Kham stepped to a quiet corner of the lobby and flipped open her [O] Nurse Montri to the Sentinel.[o]
[O]This is the Sentinel. What can we do for you Montri?[o] the voice of the comms officer came through.
[O] By any chance has Lt. Hart returned to the ship?[o] Montri knew it would take a couple minutes to check, but knowing one way or another would give them the answer to question on her mind: where was Leah?
~Leah & Co.
There was a long pause as the comms officer contacted the one person who would know for sure - Yeoman Rand. However she was on leave as well. So it took a bit longer to check. [O]Sentinel to Montri. Lt. Hart has not returned to the ship. Is everything alright?[o]
Cpt. Asam, CO
Well, that was the question, right? [o]Probably. But I need to check on something. I’ll call back and confirm. Montri out. [C]
Blowing out a breath, Kham went back to the table with her friends and they discussed what to do. Minutes later, they were moving to Concierge and not much longer than that, Kham followed one of the concierge up to Leah’s room. They unlocked the door and Kham followed them in. “Ms. Hart? Concierge. Is everything okay?”
No answer. Kham stepped fully into the room that definitely looked like Leah had been in there, based on the items about the place where they wold be entirely expected. But the bed looked pristine except for the end where her friend might have sat on it to put on her heels last night. She hadn’t been here at all last night. Of that, Kham was sure.
Back downstairs, Kham shared the news with Sol and Sylvia before she called the Sentinel again. [O]Montri to Sentinel[o]
[O]Sentinel here. What’s going on Montri?[o]
[o]Lt. Hart was supposed to meet myself and a couple others from Sickbay for breakfast. We’re all staying at the same resort, The Sioway. Leah didn’t show up. She didn’t come back to the ship, and she didn’t check out. Concierge took me up and we did a check, and it looks like she didn’t return to her room last night. We all went out together, but Leah stayed out later. She might have stayed out all night- that’s possible- but there’s no way she wouldn’t have left a message or let one of know she wouldn’t make breakfast. I’m… worried.[o]
~Leah & Co.
[O]Stand by[o] the comm went quiet.
The comm officer pulled up the record of the comm assigned to Lt. Hart and set the frequency. [O]Sentinel to Hart. Come in Lt.[o]
EvilJen, DDoSFEO
There was no answer. It was working, but wherever the communicator was, it was not with Hart, or she wasn’t answering.
~Leah Hart, NP
The captain was sitting on the bridge and was watching. “Science scan to see if you can find Lt Hart’s bio signs.”
EvilJen, DDoSFEO
The ensign at the station nodded. “Yes, Captain. I’m detecting her biosignature. It’s about ten kilometres from Ensign Montri’s location. Hold on, I’m cross-checking with our map.” The ensign tapped a few keys and then frowned. “She seems to be at a public facility.” He looked up at Asam. “It’s the hospital for the region.”
~Leah Hart, NP