Ensign Tho’Bi - Tho’Bi’s Genes are Blue

[Tobi]

//FLASHBACK//

((Bio Isolation Level - Starfleet Hospital Ship))

Flat light. No shadows. Transparent Aluminum walls and doors. Zero bacteria. Air flow optimised. The steady hum of matter/antimatter reaction, distant and low. No windows. No outside world. No sense of time. Variables removed. Consistency achieved through contrivement by technology. Nature marshalled by force of mortal will.

Clad in white pajamas, a little boy huddled under an untidy gathering of synthetic silver bed sheets. Though paler than it should have been, the blue skin of his head and neck, hands and feet, stood out against the silver and white of his surroundings.

Hunched up, eyes down, knees to chest, hands and arms around knees, only the little boy's antennae moved. They sensed a limited world where, beyond the transparent four walls of his quarters, nothing else existed.

Shu-tunk. The sound and shudder of the outer airlock opening, startled the little boy. His dark blue eyes wide and fixed upon the four figures, outfitted in the heavy silver drape of Environmental Suits, on the other side of the transparent inner airlock door. Through the curved reflective glare of their visors, the little boy could see four pairs of eyes observing him.

Shu-tunk. The little boy recoiled and hunched up even more at the sound and shudder of the inner airlock opening. Four pairs of feet padded into the near silent room; only the rapid ragged breathing of the little boy, and the regular high frequency ping of the sleek, white biobed could be heard.  

The four humanoids encircled the sleek biobed of pristine polymer and oscillating white lights, positioned at the centre of the barren room. Three-dimensional Holo-Displays manifested in the space between Environmental Suit and huddled infant. Biometrics propagated in electric blue freefall. Graphical representations of DNA strand and Nanobite hung in the sterilised air.

The Holo-Display at the foot of the bed shimmered in expanding waves, as the tallest of the four breached the three-dimensional data sequences and knelt down beside the smooth molded form of the biobed. 

Tallest Environmental Suit: ::measured:: How are we doing today, Tho’Bi? 

Young Tho’Bi: ::quiet:: Lara.

Tallest Environmental Suit: You’ve learned some Andorian ::nods:: that's good.

Young Tho’Bi: Lara.

Tallest Environmental Suit: Your Mother isn't here, Tho’Bi. You know that.

Pause. Regular high frequency ping. Thwack!

Blue foot smacked off curved visor. Three pairs of gloves grabbed the bucking mess of silver sheet and little boy. Jagged cracks spidered across the visor. The tallest Environmental Suit hauled himself to his feet and darted for the airlock. The little boy screamed. 

Young Tho’Bi: ::screaming:: Lara!

Shu-tunk. The inner airlock shunted close and with a hiss locked shut.

Tallest Environmental Suit: ::measured but louder:: =/\= Sedate him. Prepare him for treatment =/\=

Screaming cut. Silent second. Silent second. Ping! Silent sec-

The little boy's whole body arched in spasm. Gloves struggled to hold on as violent tremors shuddered through his body. Fingers tightened to fists, only to spring back open. Dark blue eyes rolled back. Feet smacked off the bed, flinging the Environmental Suits about. Arms rolled up, dragging gloves and Environmental Suits with them. Thick blue blood oozed from nostrils. An eruption of muscle spam in one leg, bent an Environmental Suit double and gasping.

Stop. Lifeless. High frequency ping. Pulse low and weak.

//END OF FLASHBACK///

((Isolation Suites, Sickbay - Deck 7, USS Artemis-A))

Located at the far end of Sickbay, the Isolation Suite was equipped with its own life support and replicator. Three of the four biobeds were empty, but the fourth was occupied by the young Andorian Ensign.

One of the walls was dominated by a large display. Biometrics cascaded in electric blue text. Three-dimensional graphical representations of DNA strand and Nanobite shimmered as they rotated. The medical records of the young Andorian Ensign took centre stage, with countless additional and supplementary files propagating outwards from it.

Antennae twitched. A shudder ran across the torso. Blue fingers flexed in uneven pulses. Utterance escaped in an odd strangled childlike tone. 

Tho'Bi: ::muttering:: Lara

Feet kicked out. Once. Twice. The head arched back. 

Tho'Bi: ::gasped:: Lara!

Open eyes. Dark blue blinked light blue. Deep intake of breath. Long shaky exhale. Dark blue eyes tracked around the room. Silver drape of an Environmental Suit. The adult Andorian recoiled, drawing his knees towards his chest.

The Environmental Suit turned. Framed by the curved visor, the Andorian recognised the face of Doctor Bancroft.

Bancroft: Response 

Tho'Bi: ::thin voice:: Whe-Where am I?

Bancroft: Response 

Tho'Bi: ::uneven breathless:: Playing… Galax… …opoly. ::swallows shaky breath:: Was I singing? 

Bancroft: Response 

TAG/TBC 

((OOC: Transparent Aluminum: 

https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/Transparent_aluminum

Tho’Bi’s Medical Records:

https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/index.php?title=Tho%27Bi/Medical_Records ))

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Ensign Tho’Bi

Engineering

USS Artemis-A

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