Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in Continuing to wander

Posted by Oneshe Uukemel (The Muscle) in Continuing to wander

Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in Checking out the infirmary
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It was shortly after settling in. Oneshe didn’t feel overly confident about the arrangement yet. He accepted that this crew at least appeared to mean him no harm. But didn’t quite feel like he had run of the ship either. He felt more like a passenger, not confident straying into areas that seemed to be more for crew.

He peered from the doorway into the infirmary. Seeing Eli, however, he shrunk back around the corner. Oneshe knew he had no business entering and just taking what he needed with the medic on duty.

But, he needed it. In less than a day the pain was already back.

He turned back into the doorway, and let out a small cough. Enough to gauge if Eli was in a position to react.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli stood reviewing the newcomer’s information, he wondered how long this one would last. This was a tight crew, family really, and it was hard for the new crew to find their bearing. “What can I do for you,” he asked as he turned around a giant warm smile on his face. “What can I do with you, my friend?” he asked.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Oneshe brought himself into full view. His left ear twitched erratically, which was unusual. It meant he was nervous.

“Mr. Eli,” he said, crossing his arms to feign more confidence, “I’m just showing myself around is all…”

He wasn’t used to lying and it was obvious. Ekarians usually aren’t. He glanced around the room at all the medical cabinets and equipment. Figuring he’d have to come back later, when Eli wasn’t around.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli turned around, “Well she’s not much to look at she’s mine, ” he said, “Don’t be afraid to wake me up, if you have needs” he said moving to unlock one of the cabinets, he put himself between him and the code. Eli’s trust took some time to earn. He placed some drugs in the cabinet and sealed it up. “Finding your way around alright he asked turning around and leaning on the counter.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Yes, I suppose.” he replied, “Settled in okay. Just sort of waiting around for my orders.”

“your going to be waiting a while, orders tend to only come during job times , best find a way to keep busy.” he noted
His ear twitched again.

“I had a few things at my old place that seem to have gotten lost. Just some medication I’ve been taking. I was wondering if you had anything like it?”

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

“What was it called, If I don’t have it I may be able to syth it.” he noted.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Terakine,” he said, a little too quickly.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

The way he said it sent familiar shivers down his spine, he knew what addiction sounded like, and that sounded very close. He kept a cool demeanor however, ” I could synth some, what is it for?” he asked knowing it was a pain killer and a fairly stout one at that.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Oh well, I have this pain…” he grabbed his left shoulder and exaggerated the strain of rolling it,

“I guess I might have reinjured it during my disagreement with my previous employer.”

The headache was getting worse. He winced slightly, even after the act with his shoulder was over.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli looked at him empathetically, “Hop up, lets have a look at you” he tapped the bed with his hand, “need to get check out anyway might as well get it overwith” he noted.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Oneshe tentatively stepped forward. He was taught to respect those in medicine and be thankful for their assistance. However, he wasn’t so sure he wanted assistance. It often just lead to a lecture about how he was treating his body. He just wanted the Terakine.

He hopped up onto the bed with the assistance of his ‘better’ arm. Sat facing Eli with his feet not quite touching the floor.

A simple medical scan was enough to expose some underlying issues. There wasn’t just one isolated area of damage. His body was riddled with a history of orthopedic injuries. Poorly set fractures and ligament tears that never properly healed. Post-traumatic arthritis forming in his fingers.

“So, you are the ship’s medic,” he said, attempting to make small talk, “Are you a doctor?”

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli watch the scan’s come in. “Uh not exactly, I’m as close as we got though, and need to make sure your not bringing anything on board with you. ” he said. “Bit of a brawler I see, when was your last break?” he asked

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“You mean before now? Well, let me think…” Oneshe clicked his tongue as he stopped and thought,

“Must have been the last time I was on home on Tagnus V, about 6 months ago.”

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Eli moved over to the counter and pulled out the sampler, “Need to draw some blood and look for parasites and such” he said waiting for him to hold out his arm. Eli suspected that he had so many injuries , and if he had been taking Terakine for it then there was a good chance that he was hooked on it. For now at least that was really none of his business.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

He nodded, and held out his forearm where his fur was shorter and not as in the way. It was hemoglobin based, and from what Eli would have read very similar human blood in composition.

Oneshe winced and pulled back his ears tightly. He felt a little lightheaded from the draw. Compounded with his headache it made for an unpleasant sensation. His eyes fluttered for a few moments until the dizziness subsided.

“I’m sorry, it’s been a while since I’ve had to give a blood sample. Guess I wasn’t expecting it to feel so… well like this.”

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli gave him a strange look opened a drawer and gave him a sugar tab. He reached into his pocket and tossed him the pills, he pust have palmed them when he was in there earlier. “No more than three a day, that’s a weeks supply, ” he said. “Welcome aboard” he said then shifted back to what he was doing when Oneshe walked in.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Oneshe slipped the pills into his vest pocket. He hopped off the bed, and turned to leave. But about halfway to the door he turned around,

“What do I owe you?” he said,

“I mean, even if it’s nothing for you, I’d still like to do something to pay you back.”

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

He looked at him, “We are a crew, no need for payment” he said wondering what to say. “Welcome aboard” he said with a smirk.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Thank you,” he said, quietly.

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After leaving the infirmary he continued to wander, continued to look for something to occupy his time.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Deck 4 had their recreational facilities. A workout room, a small holodeck, and a lounge. The lounge was small and originally only had two replicators. The cargo vessel was only meant for a max crew of 20 so not a lot of space was needed. They tended to save their replicator rations for when times were tough. Otherwise Vash procured fresh food and cooked. A fourth of the lounge had been converted into an actual kitchen. One of the smaller cargo bays had been modified as cold storage for the food. They were successful enough, it was always full.

Right now, Vashkilu was in the lounge putting away various staples that she used regularly to cook. The other containers had been already been taken down to the cold storage cargo bay. She’d go organize that after she got food started. One of her knives was dull. Well to her it was. No one else would notice. She set it back in a drawer to sharpen later and pulled out a different knife to start chopping.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Oneshe entered, his eyes drifting toward Vash. He quickly corrected himself, however, instead fixing his gaze on the cold storage.

He opened the storage compartment and appeared disappointed to find mostly ingredients rather than food. He huffed, pulling his ears back. He almost reluctantly pulled out what he believed was a fruit. Sniffing it first, definitely some kind of Earth fruit. Maybe a mango? Regardless he closed the door, took a seat nearby, and began gnawing the outside of the fruit.

As he watched Vash, he remembered what the Captain had said. She was one of the crew.

“Evening,” he said, stilted and polite.

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