Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in side sim: Rescue Aftermath

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in side sim: Rescue Aftermath

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in side sim: Rescue Aftermath
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The house was cleaned up, evidence of his being there destroyed and the criminals gone. All of it was gone. Thyr returned to the shop, unlocked the side door, and slipped inside.

He went into the bathroom, removing the packing from his wound. It would only cause infection if he left it there and didn’t get it tended to. Then he wrapped it with bandaging he had in the cabinet. Once he was done, he started to wash himself up.

It wasn’t easy. Once he’d done his arms, he sat on the floor, leaned against the wall with his uninjured side, taking a rest. He’d be fine, he told himself, just needed time.

~ Thyr

In the convenience of how the universe works Séan arrived just after Thyr had likely finished with his shower. Séan had taken the opportunity to change into clean clothes that weren’t soaked in Mika’s blood and he’d likewise taken a shower. He knocked on the loft’s side entrance as they did just get done with a very questionable activity and he wanted to be discreet.

Counselor Iven

Thinking it was Jezem, Thyr cursed quietly and pulled himself up, putting on a pair of shorts and a regular shirt. Then he put on his best normal face and opened the door. He relaxed seeing who it was. “Counselor Iven. I thought you’d be glued to your little girlfriend’s side.”

~ Thyr

“She finished having surgery and is sleeping.” Séan said as he entered the apartment. “It has understandably been a very draining time for her, so I imagine she’s going to be out for a bit. I wanted to check in on you.”

Counselor Iven

“She needed surgery?” Shivan asked and then shrugged. “Nevermind. Don’t you have a security thing to file or something?” He had once attended Academy for Security. He closed the door behind Séan and led him further in.

~ Thyr

Séan nodded as Thyr shut the door but then shook his head. “I updated them on her being found and in the hospital but told them she was unavailable to be interview per the Doctor’s orders. I did not divulge anything further though I expect to be debriefed at some point. Anyway that’s not why I’m here. I have some time while she sleeps and it would be poor of me to not check in on my partner in crime.”

Counselor Iven

Shivan intentionally stretched - it hurt, but the point was to show that he was fine. “Everything’s been cleaned up, so there’s nothing for your Security team to find, at least nothing implicating you or me. Nothing for you to worry about.”

~ Thyr

Séan shook his head. “You know that’s not what I mean about checking in on you. That knife went deep into your side and if history has shown me anything it’s that you won’t go get it looked at. So I’ve come to see how you’re doing.”

Counselor Iven

Thyr gave him a guarded, dangerous look, almost like a wounded animal. He held it for a few tense moments. Then he relaxed and sighed. “It’s.. it’s fine.”

~ Thyr

Séan was initially surprised by the look Thyr gave him but then he realized how likely it was that Thyr would be guarded against practically anybody when he was vulnerable, whether it was physically or otherwise. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen him injured though but likely the most severe. Could it be that Thyr’s response was because it was particularly bad but then he was trying to cover it up? Of course he was. Séan sighed. “How bad is it?”

Counselor Iven

Thyr gave him another calculating look. “I’ll live.” He considered sitting down, but no, he was too on edge. He felt too vulnerable as it was. If Séan paid attention though, he’d see how Thyr was moving carefully, trying to avoid causing himself pain. That his breaths were slightly labored despite his attempts to hide it. He was somewhat pale, a lighter blue than he normally was. But he was tense, ready to jump as if Séan might take the opportunity to attack him or something.

~ Thyr

Séan sighed again as his various keen observations pointed to the injury being particularly bad and definitely painful. He held his hands up in a non-threatening manner as he moved over to a chair and was the first to sit. “Do you have anything for potential infections if one sets in?”

Counselor Iven

Thyr slowly took a seat after Séan, using his hands and arms to make the descent easier on his body muscles. “Just a standard first aid kit.” He glanced at Séan and then the floor and then sighed a deep sign. “Jezem’ll kill me himself if he sees me like this.”

~ Thyr

Séan sighed again. “I could potentially keep Jezem occupied for a few days with a relationship building exercise between him and Argam, but your best options are either to come clean with him right away and get ahead of any sort of possibility it gets worse while hiding it, or get a doctor to see to your injury then use a dermal regenerator to erase the wound at least on the surface.”

Counselor Iven

“No, if you do that, Jezem may not trust you again.” He sighed and thought a moment. “If I go to Jezem, he’ll make me go to a doctor anyway. Which I don’t want to do.”

~ Thyr

“At this point isn’t it less about what you want and more about which of the two paths you have available that are less risky?” Séan asked with sympathy in his voice. He’d seen a fraction of Jezem’s intensity and was unwilling to risk bearing the brunt of it for no worthy reason. Thyr was a worthy reason to do so but the man himself clearly didn’t want to risk Jezem’s wrath. So the path of least resistance here would be to proactively see a doctor then let Jezem know about their activities.

Counselor Iven

Oh, it wasn’t Jezem’s wrath Shivan was afraid of for himself, he’d endured that many times. It was Jezem’s tentative trust of Séan he was protecting. He wouldn’t be the reason Jezem couldn’t get… ugh, ‘help’, if that’s what that weirdo really wanted. “Hm…” Shivan looked at Séan, another of those calculating, judging looks. Almost like a feral cat deciding whether or not to take food out of one’s hand. “You look. Tell me how bad you think it is.”

~ Thyr

Séan nodded slowly then rose from the chair and moved closer to Thyr. He squatted in front of Thyr and gesture for him to lift his shirt.

Counselor Iven

Thyr eyed him as he did, then carefully lifted his shirt, electing to pull it off rather than hold it awkwardly up. Then turned slightly, the wound was on his left side but near the back. The bandaging he’d used was saturated with blue blood. It had started to bleed through. Taking off the bandaging, it was a deep wound, still bleeding and not closing up well on its own.

~ Thyr

Séan examined the wound and did not like what he saw. “Where’s that first aid kit you said you had?”

Counselor Iven

“Under the sink in the bathroom.” He replied, pointing towards the room. With the bandaging off, blood began oozing down his back. His breaths seemed pained. “It doesn’t have anything too fancy, so don’t get your hopes up.”

~ Thyr

“Anything is better than nothing at this point. Any towels you don’t mind getting rid of after this?” Séan said as he got up and went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

Counselor Iven

“Any of them, Jezem will buy new ones,” Thyr said. “What are you going to do, bandage it with a towel?” He watched Séan walk off, unwilling to let him be out of view.

~ Thyr

“Unless you want him to buy you a new chair I’m going to cover it with some towels.” Séan said as he grabbed the kit, a couple of towels, and exited the bathroom. He set the towels and kit down, opened the kit, put on a pair of gloves, grabbed the towels, and went to stand in front of Thyr. He held a hand out. “I’ll pull you up to get the towels under you then I’ll ease you back down.”

Counselor Iven

There was a moment of hesitation and then Thyr took his hand. “Alright. Go ahead and pull, I’m ready.”

~ Thyr

Being a large muscular man, Séan had no problem gently pulling Thyr to his feet. Still holding on to his hand to keep them both balanced, he draped the towels on the chair then eased Thyr back down onto it.

Counselor Iven

Thyr helped, standing as he was pulled, then using his leg muscles to help sit himself back down. He sat so Séan would be able to see and reach what he was working on, and it was over the towels. “Tell me if there’s a way I could sit or lay to make this easier.”

~ Thyr

Séan settled in next to Thyr with the first aid kit at hand. “This is going to hurt. I can either talk you through what I’m doing or we can discuss anything else as a way to distract you.” He retrieved some cloth and a squeeze bottle of saline out of the kit.

Counselor Iven

Séan was only partway behind him, as the wound wasn’t quite on his back, so he only had to turn his head to look at him. “I find it easier if you don’t tell me, so let’s talk about something else I guess.”

~ Thyr

“Alright. So how did the cleanup go? I’m not exactly asking for particulars so I can maintain some deniability, but just kind of a generalization.” Séan said as he began to irrigate the wound with the saline solution.

Counselor Iven

“Like I said when you got here,” he said, voice tight with pain. Then he grunted and clenched his fists into the cushion of the chair. “Everything is cleaned up and nothing will trace back to either of us.”

~ Thyr

“Good, good.” Séan said as he focused on the irrigation. “I hope it wasn’t a giant pain in the rear for you. I would’ve stayed behind to help but my lady friend really needed medical attention.” He finished the irrigation and lightly dabbed around the wound as the saline made its way out.

Counselor Iven

This was a ‘giant pain’, he thought, but said nothing. Séan could tell it was bad - if it weren’t, Shivan would whine like a child with a scraped knee. Instead, he was dead silent unless he couldn’t help himself. “She did. All that blood, I’m a little surprised she’s not permanently damaged… She’s not, is she?”

~ Thyr

“Permanently… I’m honestly not sure yet. Physically she’s going to recover beautifully as the doctors did a bang up job. However her mental state is another matter altogether.” Séan said as he finished blotting the wound and getting what saline came out mopped up. “It doesn’t look like any arteries were nicked or you would already be dead. The majority of the bleeding staunched when I packed the wound but there’s still some. Hmm…”

Counselor Iven

“You’re the counselor. You’d know more about that than I would.” Shivan. Said with a shrug. He glanced back at Séan. “Hmm what?”

~ Thyr

“The wound should be fine as long as it’s cleaned daily and watched for infection. I’ll see what I can do to get you some antibiotics just in case. Have you had a tetanus shot recently?” Séan asked as he got out a new bandage and covered the wound.

Counselor Iven

“No. What’s tetanus?” The germ existed on Andoria, but it wasn’t common, partly because of the cold. And since it wasn’t from there, not everyone knew what it was. “Uh… thanks, by the way.”

~ Thyr

“A bacteria that germinates on typically rusty metal. I don’t know how well maintained that knife that went into you was but I’ll get you an inoculation for that too.” Séan said as he finished with the wound care. “Okay, this should be good for the next day or so but be sure to keep the bandaging clean and watch for any red striations in your skin coming from the wound.”

Counselor Iven

“I will. Can you sneak me anything for pain?” He figured it was a long shot, but worth asking. Séan’s bleeding heart wouldn’t want him to suffer, he was sure.

~ Thyr

Séan had a thoughtful look as he considered the request. “I don’t see why not. There’s plenty of pain relief options that aren’t narcotics. I’ll see what I can do.” He started to clean up the mess and pack up the first aid kit. “Oh that reminds me, is there anything left from that house I can pass on to Starfleet security so that they can try and track whoever supplied that crew with the drugs and such?”

Counselor Iven

Shivan could live with that. He didn’t care that it wasn’t narcotic so long as it worked. “I got rid of everything, sorry.” He shrugged as he rolled his muscles and stretched. It hurt, and he couldn’t do that much. “My guess is Starfleet would never find the supplier anyway, but they won’t find any of it or the crew.”

~ Thyr

“I suppose I’ll just tell them the truth or most of it anyway.” Séan said with a shrug of his own. He bagged up the bloody cloths, grabbed the first aid kit, and took it all into the bathroom. “How do you want to dispose of the bloodied stuff?” He called out to Thyr.

Counselor Iven

“Burn them. I’ll do it.” Thyr replied. He watched Séan for a second, and then laid over gingerly on the sofa with a very soft groan. “Leave them in the bathroom for now, I’ll do it later.”

~ Thyr

Séan did as directed and placed everything in the bathroom. He came back and sat in the chair he had first taken upon arriving. “How are you feeling? Besides the recently prodded knife wound.”

Counselor Iven

“Stabbed. Tired. Fine.” He looked up at Séan with another of those judging, careful looks. Then he sighed, “I won’t be up and around for a few days, at least.”

~ Thyr