USS Wolverine
You Have To Trust Someone Eventaully
Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in You Have To Trust Someone Eventaully
Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in You Have To Trust Someone Eventaully
Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in You Have To Trust Someone Eventaully
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It had been several days after the day they’d used the garden Holoprogram, the days going much the same. They’d talk and visit, stave off each other’s loneliness. Then came the day they parted after breakfast and Dradvia didn’t see Sisnil for the rest of the day. He seemed to be nowhere. If she asked the computer where he was, it would say it couldn’t locate him (yes, he’d already figured out how to block the comm signal).Dradvia wasn’t surprised he had found a way to trick the computer. She hoped he wasn’t do anything questionable. Should she report him missing? She didn’t think he had gone off anywhere. If a shuttle was stolen they would know it. It was kind of big and people would notice it gone. And they had been traveling at warp the whole time so he didn’t beam off. Perhaps he just got tired of her company?
Until later that night. There was a soft knock on the door to her quarters and a “Dee?” His voice sounded a little tense. “Dee, you in there?”
~ Zoi
Dradvia sat up abruptly at the knock and stared warily at the door. No one came to her door. If she was needed officially, the person just used the comm system. Dee? It was Sisnil. She stood up and walked over to the door. He sounded off. She pressed the door control and let it open. “Sisnil?”
Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer
He looked a little pale and he was favouring one side slightly. His expression was one of concern and stress and… pain, maybe? He stepped inside her quarters so the door would close. “Sorry, I hope you don’t mind.” He seemed awkward, uncomfortable. “I need… help. Your help. Please. Only your help.”
~ Zoi
She back up a step as he just walked in, and then she realized he was hurt. She was by his side and under his arm with another around his back and she helped him over to the small couch. She tossed a blanket out of the way. “Sit. Easy, careful. What happened?” She moved over to her work station and picked up a med kit and came back and knelt in front of him. The tricorder flipped open and the scanner in her hand moving slowly over him.
Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer
Sisnil let her walk him over, leaning gently against her. He sat down carefully and lifted one leg up onto the sofa. “I, uh… Heh.” He chuckled awkwardly. Whatever it was, it was embarrassing to him. The scan showed a broken ankle and… what looked like a shooting injury? It was on his side, just above the hip. It looked like it wasn’t serious, just painful.
~ Zoi
“Sisnil what did you do?” She looked up at him, with none of her usual shyness. She was far too concerned about him at the moment and needed to help him. Her tone, however, brooked no argument from him. “Do you have any allergies?” She filled the hypo with Hydrocortilene for the pain, but waited until he answered. “You have a broken ankle and you’ve been shot.” The concern and fear went far beyond being a doctor, but she was too focused on helping him to worry about that just then.
Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer
“No, no allergies,” he answered. He leaned back with a sigh and pulled his shirt up and the waist of his pants down a little and unwrapped his makeshift bandage and showed her the injury. “It wasn’t anything crazy, I swear. Or uhm… ‘questionable’. It was nothing like that!”
~ Zoi
She looked up at him, her eyes serious, “What were you doing?” The question was firm. He’d been shot. She gave him the hypo and pulled out the portable burn unit/dermal regenerator and set it over the wound. She looked up at him, waiting for an answer.
Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer
“Remember that hologame I told you about? To keep my skills sharp?” He sounded very sheepish as he lay back and let her set the device over him.
~ Zoi
Her eyes glared at him, “What did you do? Turn the safeties off? Do you have any idea how reckless that was, and dangerous? You do realize the holodeck can kill you? With the safety protocols off it carries the same risk, the same danger. And knowing you and your fancy computer skills you overrided the system and turned them to absolute 0.” She sounded as stern and disapproving as the most cantankerous doctor ever as she berated him. But her hands were gentle and sure and caring.
“And my bone knitter is not made for this kind of break, but we’ll be here hours because you are going to refuse to go to sickbay.” But he had come to her, that counted for something, right? She undid his boot making it as loose as possible. She slid it off, but had to cut the sock away. It was tight around the swelling. She gently supported it and lifted his leg onto a pillow and rolled the discarded blanket to support the sides.
“This is going to hurt, I’m sorry.” Then she took his foot in her hands and quickly set the bone. She took the portable bone knitter and set it to stabilize the worst of the break.
Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer