Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in Side-Story: Old Wounds

Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in Side-Story: Old Wounds

Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in Side-Story: Old Wounds
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Eli stepped into his quarters after getting vash setlled he had hardly slept in two days. The long hours at the table had certianly taken it’s toll on his body, he was stiff and slow and needed to losen his muscles up. A shower might do him some good, he kicked on a little music, something soft and relaxing.

Moving to the sonic shower he removed his cloths and stepped in, how he missed water there was something soothing about having warm water rushing over the skin. He closed his eyes leaning agains the wall. He thought of Vash and how she could have been killed, the scenario playing out in his mind, maybe he had payed the woman to much attention. ‘I should have been there’ he thought ’ I should have been faster’. He new that she could take care of her self and it was that thought that almost got her killed. Continuing to beat himself up his thoughts quickly driffed to his sister now, images of the cardasian’s beating her and tearing her up with their wands of pain. Then they took her away, when he had heard news that she died it crippled him. “I can’t” he wispered to himself.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep or the preasure of the last two days or the thoughts of his sister, or some combination there of, but Eli’s body shuttered, his large body colapsing to the floor, tears and sobs echoing in the sonic chamber. He sat up pulling his knees up to his chest and sat crying something he almost never did. Snot and tear mixed as he lost control of his emotions. His mind was filled with pain and loss, a sense of lonleyness washing over him that he had not experienced since he left the Maquie.

As the timer on the sonic shower expired he layed there in a pool of tears quietly sobing.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

There was a hard knock at the door shortly after the sonic shower turned off. “Eli open this door or I swear I’ll open it for you,” Noril’s voice came through the door.

~ N, Captain

Eli was lost in his own pain, and not hearing the nocks and shouts, his mind tormented by a pain that was always just in the background. He continued to sob as the memories flowed in. Cardasian punishment his family all of it surfacing at once.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Noril had similar technological capabilities as his brother, if not better, and had an easy time forcing the lock with the ship’s own software. He remained outside the bathroom and knocked on the door frame. “Eli, I know you’re in there.”

~ N, Captain

The knock on the outer door to the restroom broke through the reverie of fear and pain. Looking around he realized where he was and what was going on.”second” he musted to say standing to his feet. He put back on his pants and opened the door.

Eli’s massive frame drown the light from the shower casting a shadow over Noril. Eli moved past, that’s when Noril saw something he hand never actually seen. Eli’s back was covered in healed lash marks. The over laped so many times they could not be counted and formed a rather deformed set of rough skin. The tribal tattoo that had been on his back extending to his arm and face was now a mash of scares and displaced black ink.

“What can I help you with Cap” was all he could muster still choking back his tears.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Noril was only 5‘3’‘. Towering over him, Eli was like a behemoth. And yet, Noril showed no fear, not even with the man in this emotional state. He was calm, compassionate. “I can sense your emotions, Eli. So strongly I could drown in them myself.” He sat in a chair in the room. “And I’m not in the habit of letting my crew drown in their own pain.”

~ N, Captain

Eli started to say something but realized it would not make a dent In his resolve. “I’ll be ok, just fatigue taking its tool” he said sincerely he was telling the truth or at least he believed what he was saying.

“She could have died!” He said. “I’m ” he paused a moment. “Sorry, It won’t happen again” he finished lower his head

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“We all could’ve died. We all could die every damn day,” Noril said. “Or- or get caught and hauled off gods knows where.” He looked up at Eli. “It’s because of you Sisnil and I are alive. You’ve saved the lives of everyone on this crew at least once.”

~ N, Captain

Eli shook his head, “I know,” he said “I know, this time it was different, I” he stood back up and walked over to the porthole, leaning on the frame and looked out, but was reflecting in. “I can’t lose my family again, I cant” his thoughts darkened, ‘I’ll find a way to burn it all down, the federation thr syndicate anyone who takes from me again’ he thought not wanting to admit it out loud.

Tears began to fall again, what the hell was wrong with me, he thought His arms and back shook both from the tears and the vice grip he now had on the porthole frame is knuckles white from the vice grip he now had on it.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“What was different about it?” Noril prodded. Sisnil was better at this stuff than he was, always better with people than Noril. That was why the other Zoi usually did the talking. But he couldn’t have his medic doing anything rash… And by the looks of him, that was a risk.

~ N, Captain

Eli thought about it for a long moment. “I’m not sure,” he paused to turn around and leaned against the cold wall. “But my past surfaced with a vengeance” he looked at him is eyes bloodshot

“When I saw her go down. ” he looked away.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Tell me, Eli. It’ll help.” Noril’s voice was soft. He knew about Eli’s past, or the broader strokes anyway, so he had ideas, but the point was for Eli to say it.

~ N, Captain
He looked at him, his normal composure come back. ” you , Vash, this crew” he said. ” if anything happend i don’t know that I could make it back again. I’m a hollow husk as it is” he sighed. “I don’t know I’m so tired” he noted. “I think I just need some rest”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“No one else is going anywhere,” Noril said. “We’re going to get Sisnil back, too.” He had to believe that. Had to. “Get that rest, Eli.”

~ N, Captain

Eli placed a hand on Noril’s shoulder. “Dam Straight we are getting him back” he said his voice more optomitic than it had been only a few minutes ago. “I’ll try and get some rest” he noted escourting him toward the door. “And Noril” he closed “Thanks”

After Noril left he laid face down on his bed, drifting in and out of sleep, his mind still trying to draw him back to his past. As he would sleep he would wake after a time in a cold sweat, the nightmares waking him with a jolt.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic
Eli sank once again onto his bed, face down his frame consumed all the available space on his bed. He wanted to believe Noril , that no one else would be taken from him, that they’d get Sisnil back, but the words were a promise and not a guarantee. They were in a dangerous business, and life could go sideways at any moment.

Exhaustion finally claimed him with vengeance, the darkness pulling him under quickly. The dream was warm, a memory untouched by the weight of his life. He stood by a riverbank with Alana near an area that like to pool to form a small pond, her laughter echoing as she teased him. She always found joy in the smallest moments even the bad ones. She took three steps and skipped a small rock across the small calm pool in the creek.

“Beat that” she said, her smile wide and pure. Eli smiled, picked up a stone. “Watch and learn,” he said, tossing it low across the pond skipping easily past her last skip. ‘I should have let her win’ the thought slipped in momentarily echoing in his mind as the sunlight faded away, replaced by a dimly lit hall that smelled of rust and mold. The cold damp space chilled him to the bone, he was searching for someone something.

Eli round a corner stopping in his tracks he stood frozen, Alana her hands bound was kneeling on the floor. A Cardassian stood over her, his cruel smile sending a chill down his spine, as he raised the painstik to her side, it crackled and sizzled as it jumped to find it’s target.

“NOOO!” Eli roared, charging forward. He quickly moved his body fueled by rage, fear, and adrenaline as he launched himself at the Cardassian. The fight was chaotic, Eli landed blow after blow knocking the painstik free. “Get away from Her!” he screamed as another Cardassian moved to take her, and then another. As he fought to reach for her. as reached harder almost getting hold, he was struck in the back of the neck, pain chained through his body, and then nothing.

Alana” he called as he saw her standing out in the open overlooking their river, her figure highlighted by moonlight, a wave of relief washed over him. She turned to face him her eyes filled with sadness, her voice a nothing more than a whisper. “Why Eli?, Why did you leave me?” she pleaded “you did not save me” she said in accusation.
“I tried” he said, “There were too many!” he cried as he dropped to his knees.

“You left me!!” she said, the venom in her voice cut through him into his core, his head lowered in shame. Lifting his eyes Alana was gone standing before him Vash, covered in scares from burns, her eyes dug through him “You failed, Why didn’t you save me” she said her hand sticking him across the face.

“No..” Eli whined, shaking his head. “Your safe, and perfect, I was there. I” her hand raised again this time with the CantKar, an acient Cardasian device like earths cat-o- nine tails. Her expression now full of contempt as she sent it down it leather arms and metal teeth searching for his flesh......

Eli woke with a start, his body drenched in sweat, he gasped for air as his heart pounded and his memory of pain flooded him. “She’s ok, she’s ok “he said pulling his hands to his face finally clearing the fog of the dream. Swinging his legs on the floor he sat there trying to regain himself his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash woke with a start in the medical bay. The room was dark, just the flashing of the monitors keeping an eye on her. Noril had left after she had fallen asleep. What had woken her?

She closed her eyes to focus… Ah. The suppressant had worn off. There was pain, grief, rage, so much guilt, and fear. No one on the ship was without such feelings, but these were strang enough to wake her from a medicated stuppor. Who was it?

Eli. Vash slowly sat up, the stiffness was there but the pain was controlled. She reached for the controls and turned the biobed off. She slipped carefully to her feet and tested her balance and weight. If she was careful she would be fine.

She paused outside Eli’s door. He was hurting, and Vash didn’t know if she could help. Even so, she couldn’t let him suffer alone. Eli was a big brother she had always wished she’d had. He was not immune to her charms, but she would never use them with him. He truly wasn’t ready for that kind of companionship, and they didn’t feel like that about each other.

She placed her hand gently on his door. “Eli? Let me in, please.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator
Someone is at the door, he thought still in a date. He stood still only wearing his pants from the other day and walked to the door. His upper body still soaked i. Sweat and his scares exposed.

Opening the door his heart melted, she is ok is all he could think as he scoupped her up of the floor into his arms, relieved that what he knew to be true was, that she was ok. “I’m sorry” he wispered over and over.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

That was not the reaction Vash was expecting, but she didn’t protest. She hugged him, letting him work through whatever it was. The contact brought his emotions more intensly. Vash closed her eyes to find a balance before she gently touched his cheek, watching his face.

“For what, Eli? Why are you sorry?”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Most of the emotion comming from Eli at this point were relief and guilt, all the fear was now under the surface like it always was. Eli did not lose his grip however, maybe he was afraid that she would vanish and the scene would change.

“I should have been there,” he croaked out. “It should have been me, I should have been closer, I failed you and crew and you got hurt.” he finished. Somewhere inside he knew that, that was not his responsiblity Noril certainly had not thought so, but subconsciously he connected Vash to his sister, she had over the years filled that void left by her.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash wasn’t having it. “Elias Trenor look at me.” Her words were stern but her voice was caring. She gently framed his face. “You were where you needed to be. I was the one who made rash decisions. I went after Thogel, and I shouldn’t have. Noril told me my chance was gone and I ignored him. They were there to take me. I should have stayed next to Noril not tried to cause more trouble.” She shook her head. “Every injury today is my fault, not yours.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He set her back down softly turning to walk into the room and motioning for her to follow his scares on display, she had never seen them though they had enough character she had likely felt them through his cloths. take me the thought and shook of the thought i would burn the entire universe to the ground to find you he thought. “Come in” he requeted as he work his way to a wardrobe, pulling out a tank top and putting in on. “Why do I feel like it’s my fault, ” he said. “Maybe I let that woman distract me to much and I missed something.” he noted. “Or maybe I’m just getting too old for this?” he shook his head. “I don’t know, I just can’t lose anymore of you” he noted avoiding here gaze,

Vash lifted a shoulder, even as she saw the scars for the first time. Though Eli had carried her out of enough scraps she had felt the edges of them once or twice. “Maybe she did distract you, but you didn’t feel distracted to me, and you know if you had been, Noril would have said something.” She shook her head. “It is all our faults. We knew Thogel had a thing for me. He was supposed to. Everyone is supposed to.” Vash never said but she hated it. After being here with Noril, Sisnil, Eli, Nathan she could be just a person and not an object. “We didn’t notice it had become more. Maybe we were all distracted by getting finished to get back to Sisnil.” She gave him a teasing once over, “You don’t look too old to me.”

He listened as she spoke avoiding her eyes. “I know, it does not make sense.” he noted.

“Perhaps they had another telepath helping them, or maybe it only recently occurred to Thogel to take what wasn’t his. Until we find him, we won’t know.”

“I’m making this all about me your the one that’s hurt, I’m sorry how are you feeling” he asked as he grabbed some coffee for him self. “Want anything?” he said desperatly trying to avoid the stare he knew she was giving him.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

She was giving him that look. “It is about all of us. You are entitled and allowed to feel your grief and fear,” she didn’t pull punches over what she sensed from him. “Water. I’m sure my doctor is about to tell me I desperately need to hydrate right now,” she gave him a cheeky grin as she walked toward a seat and carefully sat. “Tell me, Eli. What is making you hurt so. This isn’t the first time I’ve been hurt. It’s not the first nor the last time I’ll cause trouble. What’s different? I won’t tell the others.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

“You know you don’t hydrate enough” he said with a snarky grin that faded as quickly as it had crossed his mouth. “I” he looked at her realizing she would know if he was lying . “For some reason it brought up my time in the Cardassian mines, my ” he paused subsconciously rubbing his shoulder. “Time there, my family, my sister” he thought a moment, “I never saw her body,” he said his thoughts turning very dark. “And thanks to the federation and their Peace” he said almost spitting out the word. “The devil that took her from me, that took everything from me, sits unpunished, living a life of high luxury” he said, thoughts of choking the life out of the man with his own hands flashing through his mind. “I can’t lose my family again, i’ll never recover.” he finally said settling down onto the small couch.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash moved gingerly over to sit beside him. She took his hand. “I’m sorry, Eli.” She wanted to say they could find the man and get Eli the justice he wanted, but that wouldn’t help right now. Her recklessness had caused his pain. “I wish I could bring her back for you, but I can only promise to try to be more careful. I don’t want to lose you either.”

She took the water and drank down half of it. Far more thirsty than she realized.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli looked at the water and her, he was no telapath but he noticed the small flash of guilt and it was gone . “Told you” he said point at the water, his normal demenor surfacing a little more. “Being careful can cause problems too,” he said “What we do is dangerious, In a way you are her” he paused to finally look her in the eye again, “At least another sister,I never thought I would ever have a family again after the maquie were disbanded” he said. He stood moving over to the bulk head and looked out the porthole.

“Vash watched him get up, but didn’t follow. She finished her water instead. He needed to get it out and she was going to let him.

“I had plans to either flame out or booze out after that, and then you lot came around.” he looked back at her taking a sip off his coffee. “Do you know how many times I tried to get to him?” he asked retorically as there was no way she could. “But everytime some how fleet scooped me up and I found my self in a cell for months” he recalled leaning back against the bulkhead the cool metal soothing his back. “When they finaly found out who I was and what I had done in the war, they would let me go and I would start my plans all over again” he noted. “It was a cycle I would have gladdly continued until his death or mine”

“I’m glad we found each other then.” Her voice was soft in the dark room.

“You know, when I was a young man I thought I would have a wife, kids and some land to live off of. ” he said “That will never happen now, so you lot are my family and I want to keept it.”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“I don’t want to lose you either, Eli.” She stood and walked over to him. She stared up at him, her hands resting on his arms. “I know it is a dangerous life we live. I wouldn’t change it. I wouldn’t have met any of you. I always wished my father had had other children. I wanted an older brother desperately, and now I do.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli smiled, “me too” he said “ill be ok , just an old man working out old wounds” he suggested. He Scooped her back into his arms once more and left the room “back to bed with you” he said taking her back to the infirmary.

“Eli, put me down. I can walk perfectly fine.” She put a hand over his heart. “Let me stay, I can help. I can ease it some and help you sleep. I just have to hold your hand.”

“No arguments Noril will kill us both” he said as they worked his way down the halls.

“He will not,” she protested, but he wasn’t wrong that Noril would be concerned and berate them both.

When they finally arrived he rested his forehead on hers.. “im glad your ok my tāina” said in his native language.

He then sat her down gently on the bed and turned the monitors back on.
Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash hugged him. “I am only okay because of you.” She kissed his cheek in a very sisterly way. “What does that mean? Tāina?”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator
He looked at her with a long pause placing his hand on her forehead “it’s Māori” he noted with a endearing looked.

The pause was long and thoughtfull. “It means little sister” he said with a nod. He turned and then started to leave the room.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Her face lit up a little at him. She caught his hand as he turned. “Eli,” What could she say? “How can I help?”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He smiled,”You have helped, ” he said “I should be ok” he saw the look she was giving him. Decided she would just push.

“Fine,” he said pulling up a chair and a stool, “Ill sleep here” he said “would not be the first time” he noted grabing another blanket and pillow..

“Need anything ?”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“In the chair?” She shook her head, “No. I want to help, but you need good sleep. I wish…” she sighed, “I wish I was fully Deltan so I could make the effects last after I let go.” She shook her head, “just your hand.” She held hers out to him. She was tired, he could tell, and she was liable to be asleep before he ever settled.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Looking at her he new she would not take no for an answer and just follow him back to his room which would not be good. “You are amazing just the way your are,” he said.

“Flatterer,” Vash quipped tiredly. These connections with these people were not what Vash had expected when she asked her father to send her away. She had never expected to find a family and a place she belonged. Her life was going to be one of constant struggle, Intrigue, backstabbing, and not belonging. There was still that, except she belonged here. Like Eli, she couldn’t stand the thought of losing any of them.

Eli took a seat resting his arms on the bed rail, held out his hand, he watched her vitals beep in rythm the sound made his eyes heavy.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Her petite emerald hand slipped into his much larger one. The pain medication made her tired and groggy, so the effect of her gifts weren’t startling. It didn’t matter because Vash didn’t want to manipulate him, just comfort him. A sense of acceptance and affection slowly seeped into him and a sense of safety. Vash sharing how she felt with him looking out for her. He was family and loved.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

The feelings she was feeling flowed in as the monitor slowly beeped. It was a feeling he did not feel often, the sense of responsibility for everyone onboard always on his mind. Peace was not a normal state for him, whānau , the word entered his mind, it meant more than family it was a family bond that was unbreakable. There was no action
that could be taken to remove you from it, and there would always be someone there to aid you in your darkest times. Family was a weak word the did not do or serve the true meaning. The crew was whānau, and would be with him no mater what, but they did not know that it meant more, it means that his direct family would accept them even he was gone, he had made sure of that. The emotions settled in and his breathing went soft and steady as he drifted of to sleep. His dreams unknown but not disruptive to his sleep. His soul was at peace for the moment, his neck was likely to compain when he woke.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

The boy had been working on getting the ship working and had filled the night with other maintenance tasks that ensured that the boy’s sparklingly clean new outfit was torn and stained by various oils, greases, and spillages. Any exposed skin too had residues from the aforementioned work he had done. While tired, he still wanted to check on the Pretty Lady and bounded towards where he had helped the nice doctor before and barged in. His mind had been racing if she was ok or gonna make it, was she going to like, be missing an arm or would her injuries be swelled up like a balloon? He had experienced some nasty cuts and bruises before, his own disruptor injury was starting to throb a bit as the scar tissue was tighter than he was used to feeling in his shoulder. He held his arm above his head and stretched it as much as he could before rolling it around a little as he saw the closed med bay door.

He opened it and looked in for only a brief second before running in and knocking into a tray full of instruments to be put away causing quite a stir. He was sprawled on the floor a little dazed before he got up. “I’m alright…” He said to no one in particular as his vision regained it’s focus. He saw where she was lying and ran over, “Are you ok? Did the nice doctor make you all better? He really is a nice doctor.” He said quickly as he turned to see Eli, “Oh! Hi nice doctor!” He said with a wave far too close to the man’s face before turning back to Vash, “So you’re ok? I mean you look ok. Like better, not like you were in the bar. You are so pretty…” He said rambling a bit as he bounced on his toes with nervous energy.

~Jaiturk, PIT~