LtJG Alexander + Mark + Devlin + LtCmdr Skyfire: Recovering Part II

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Chythar Skyfire

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Dec 27, 2016, 12:29:08 AM12/27/16

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OOC: Takes place after Dassa’s “Up Sh** Creek”

OOC2: Takes place after Skyfire + Mark “In Good Hands”

((Sickbay, USS Gorkon))

::He blew a strand of hair from his face as if to say ‘duh’, but the words on his tablet were more descriptive and an abridged summary of the street fair shenanigans.::

Skyfire: //I know. Imagine tunnel-running like that and having to inject yourself with more pain killers to keep up. Played the part of the drunk, then a bolt of disruptor fire hit the wall just next to the ear. Missed me, but couldn’t hear it impact the wall. Stumbled back here.//

::Devlin just quietly enjoyed the company provided by the doctors, his tail wagging happily as he lay on CD’s lap panting softly.::

Alexander: ::grimaces:: I’m sorry. That sounds awful. Guess I got off easy. Just a few burns and bruises. The Orion pheromones have scrambled my empathic senses, but hopefully it’s just temporary. ::studies his chart:: This isn’t the first time you’ve damaged your hearing?

Skyfire: //4th, I think. Anti-inflammatories provided by dracula ::delete:: Vess. He said implants were next step, since damage is cumulative.//

Alexander: ::nods:: The EARS devices, yes. I’m fairly familiar with them. I had a patient I treated regularly during my pediatric residency who had them. They work quite well. Minimal problems reported by patients who use them. They’re compact and easily hidden.

::He nodded slightly and typed out another response.::

Skyfire: //For longer responses, please type. Small sentences easier reading.//

Alexander: ::nods:: //Sorry. The EARS devices, yes. I’m fairly familiar with them. I had a patient I treated regularly during my pediatric residency who had them. They work quite well. Minimal problems reported by patients who use them. They’re compact and easily hidden.//

Skyfire: ::nodded again:: //Alucard mentioned as much when we spoke on the subject last. Long hair makes it easy to hide. Generation 3 now, I think.//

::Dassa smiled, running a hand through his hair, then replied.::

Alexander: //Thicker hair is a plus, too. And yes. Generation 3, with Generation 4 just around the corner. I’m in contact with the company that mass produces them.//

Skyfire: //Development was spearheaded by a Vulcan named Varaan, I believe. Stationed aboard the...Darwin… if I remember right. So he’d be working on 4th gen right now since it was his design originally.//

Alexander: ::nods:: //The name sounds familiar, yes.//

::While he didn’t mind the history lesson, as it was something he’d been reading up on in his copious spare time, he was still in sickbay for a reason. So he steered the conversation back to that reason.::

Skyfire: //Anyways. Surgery. Good time?//

Alexander: //Oh. Mark asked me to ask you...it looks like there are three people qualified: Vess, Rakujia, and myself. I haven’t seen Vess about...probably attending to FO duties. Do you have a preference on who you’d like to do the surgery?//

Skyfire: //Not really. Whomever’s about would do. Thinking about it, Vess is most familiar with my case notes and was my PCP when I was in the red collar, but now he’s in it. So...your specialty is surgery, right?//

Alexander: ::blushes:: //Yes. Spent most of my residency either in surgery or in the pediatric wards.//

::He smiled softly, always happy to give someone in his department a bit of time to shine if they had a specialty in a field he needed. Didn’t take much to convince him.::

Skyfire: //Done. When’s a good time?//

Alexander: ::smiles sheepishly:: //I’ve been ordered to get some rest before attempting any kind of surgery. And you probably should eat something and rest, too. Tomorrow?//

::As much as he loathed the idea of spending another night in sickbay, he blew another strand of hair from his face and just stared quietly at her for a few seconds as he considered the answer. He could probably get away with asking Alex to bring some grub from the mess hall, or his uncle’s coffee blend.::

Skyfire: //Time?//

::He picked up another PADD while he waited for her to reply and began typing a missive to Alex.::

//Alex, love. Can you grab some kibble for the pup and noms from Sto’Vo’Kor to join me in sickbay for dinner?//

::Dassa waited for him to finish typing on the second PADD, smirking all the while.::

Alexander: ::teases:: Can your boyfriend bring me dinner, too?

::He looked up at her with a raised eyebrow, as if to ask ‘beg your pardon?’ but didn’t make any other form of reply. The look of inquiry said it all.::

Alexander: ::smirks:: It’s clear as day in your thoughts.

::He merely huffed a breath of air upward to blow a stray hair or two from his eyes, then made a soft yet teasing growl as though to say “mine.” Devlin gave a yip, placing his paws on his master’s chest and licking CD’s face to calm him down.::

Alexander: ::giggles:: //Good Lord! He has you wrapped around his little finger.//

::CD made no reply to that either and once again focused the discussion by grabbing the first PADD, copying the previous line.::

Skyfire: //Time?//

Alexander: ::rolls her eyes:: //You’re no fun. 0700?//

Skyfire: //I’m plenty fun. This just...isn’t fun. I’d be more of a smartass if I could hear myself talk.// ::Pause.:: //700’s fine.// ::He grabbed the second one and amended the missive, replacing “sometime” with 0700.::

Alexander: ::smiles wanly and cups his cheek:: It’ll be alright. I’ll fix you up good as new.

::Chythar smirked and then stuck his tongue out, making raspberries at her.::

Alexander: ::arches an eyebrow:: //Watch yourself, lad. Or I’ll be talking to Vess about ordering sessions with Tobian just to torture you.//

Skyfire: //Tobian’s a friend. He has no personal interest in torturing me. He was my adaptation specialist at the academy.//

Alexander: ::grins:: //Ah. But you’ll find that when it comes to Tobian, he can be persuaded with the right motivation. I’m sure he’d get a kick out of seeing you squirm.//

Skyfire: ::smirked:: //More about your love life I didn’t need to know, Dassa.//

Alexander: ::snorts:: //I already know more than I ever wanted to about yours, Skyfire.//

::There was a lengthy pause as he put up additional shields, then nodded slightly. Devlin licked his face again and gave a soft, worried whimper.::

Devlin: oO Master...Oo

::The CMO sighed and petted his little friend, keeping his gaze on Dassa for a few more moments before retrieving the tablet again.::

Skyfire: //Sorry. That was uncalled for.//

Alexander: ::cups his cheek and forces him to meet her gaze, then smiles:: ~It’s okay. We were just teasing. I’m not offended. I get far worse from Lael. Trust me.~

Skyfire: ::faint nod.:: ~0700 tomorrow morning. Got it.~

::Dassa sighed. She hadn’t meant to make him feel uncomfortable.::

Alexander: ::blushes:: I’m sorry if I offended you. I’m...not very good at socializing and I make a lot of mistakes that bother people.

Skyfire: //Me too. Lael & Gabi tried to teach me how to be social. Heck, even Tobian tried teaching me social. I don’t think any of it stuck. I fail at social so hard I make our residencies look like simple Lego instructions.//

::Again, he tried the humor card. He knew it was a while since he was the morale officer, but he figured a bit of humor tended to put people at ease. Even if the joke was at least somewhat funny, people tended to loosen up around him when he cracked one.::

Alexander: ::smiles:: //It’s Lael’s humor. She says my sense of humor is too dry and boring. Said I should loosen up a bit more.// ::blushes:: //Oh, God! That’s flirting, isn’t it? I’m going to kill her!//

Skyfire: //No murder while you’re in my department, please. The PADDwork is a ::typed curse in Klingon:: and I don’t want to court-martial you.//

Alexander: ::grins wryly:: //No promises. Might be worth it.// ::pauses:: //Why don’t you lie down in one of the private rooms? I can give you a sedative and I’ll let Alex know where to find you when he gets here.//

::At first, he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. Then, the headache started to return. Pressure explosions were not his friend. Then again, a sedative sounded like a fantastic idea.::

Skyfire: //Sure. Sedative sounds amazing, actually...// ::He gave Devlin another petting, wishing he felt better.::

Alexander: ::presses a hypo to the side of his neck:: How is your balance?

Skyfire: //Right now I’m fine. Not sure if it’ll stay that way for very long.//

Alexander: Do you want me to help you get to the private room?

Skfyire: //Please.//

::Dassa nodded and grabbed his arm, wrapping it around her shoulder then wrapping hers around his waist helping him slide off the biobed.::

::Devlin hopped off his lap and ran to the office to lick at his water bowl as CD was assisted to the private room, the two PADDs in his free hand. He started to feel the effects of the sedative hit him like a ton of bricks which might’ve had something to do with his somewhat weakened alertness caused by the explosion.::

::Dassa steadied him, shifting so he could lean on her more.::

Alexander: ~Easy. Take it slow. Last thing we need is for you to get a concussion, too.~

::He gave a faint nod as they made it into the room, and he vowed to finish the letters later. With the exception of the quick missive to Alex, which had to get done in the next few seconds before it became completely unintelligible. Sedatives did funny things to his head. Once he was seated on the bed, he retrieved the one with the note to his love and finished it quickly.::

//Alex, love. Can you grab some kibble for the pup and noms from Sto’Vo’Kor to join me in sickbay for dinner? BTW, surgical stuff tomorrow @ 0700.//

::He hit send and winced once, then eased himself back onto the bed.::

Skyfire: ~Thanks.~

Alexander: ::smiles:: ~You’re welcome. Now get some rest.~

::With that, Chythar’s eyes closed and he succumbed into the dreamless sleep induced by gentle pull of the drug, which numbed him to the throbbing headache burning within.::

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LtJG Dassa Alexander

Medical Officer

USS Gorkon

I238110RH0

Lieutenant Commander Chythar Skyfire

Chief Medical Officer

USS Gorkon, NCC-82293

O239002CS0

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