Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Just Another Day

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Just Another Day

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Just Another Day
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A few days passed. Shivan’s burn healed. He used the gel as directed until the dryness stopped. It was just after the daily closing of his shop and he was upstairs in his apartment, preparing one of the meals Jezem had made and brought for him.

He changed into something more comfortable, one of the Orion outfits Jezem had given him, plopped down on the couch, and put on his favorite Orion soap.

There were a few bruises along his torso and arms. His knuckles gave away he’d been in a fight. It wasn’t serious at all, just evidence of his usual misbehavior. He splayed himself across the sofa, feet over the back, head on an arm rest, arm over the side.

~ Thyr

Sharah was on her way back to the hospital after going to check on another patient and decided to stop and see how Thyr was healing. She knew the shop was already closed so she took the back stairs to the door and knocked.

Fayth

Thyr flipped himself off the sofa, peeked through the door peephole, and opened the door. His surprise was quite clear, empathy or no, to see the doctor standing there. “Doctor Fayth?” He said, and then he stepped aside, letting her in. “What’re you here for?”

~ Thyr

“I was seeing another patient nearby and decided to stop and see how you healed up.” She was carrying her medical bag and wearing civilian clothes.

Fayth

Shivan led her further inside. “The arm’s good. Better than good. Like new.” He looked at her, as if a bit confused. “You didn’t have to do that, you know. Uh, not that I don’t appreciate it.”

~ Thyr

The doctor shrugged, sending her hair bouncing and she gave it an annoyed side glance before looking back at him. “I was only a couple of shops down. Besides now you can tell Jezem that you had a follow-up without him making you. It will confuse him.”

Fayth

Shivan grinned. “Well, that’s a plus,” he said. He sat back down on the sofa, soap still playing, and beckoned her over. “I know it’s not a social visit but it’s gonna be awkward if you just stand over there.”

~ Thyr

She laughed softly and sat down on a chair. She didn’t miss the bruised torso and arms or the scraped knuckles. The outfit looked like Jezem’s influence. She didn’t miss a scar along his abdomen either. It looked less than a year old. Due to Andorian physiology there would always be scars, but the degree of it told her he hadn’t had the best care. “I’m glad you aren’t having any further trouble. I hope it didn’t make too much of a delay in your work.”

Fayth

It wasn’t the only visible scar, either. The rest were anywhere between over a year, and ten years old. Across his abdomen, chest, arms, back, even legs, different injuries. Probably a dozen or so. Most looked like he either hadn’t received care, or not good care. Shivan grumbled and shook his head. “My strength’s still building back up. Ruined a piece the other day because the hammer slipped out of my grip.”

~ Thyr