Lt. Sheila Bailey - Treatment
Aly Drolet
b((Collapsed Habitat Area – Migration Ship Si’laan))
At once Sheila turned and dug through her case pulling out the silver blankets that had been returned there once Blackwell and the Speaker had arrived. Now holding them in her hand, she crawled forward into the small space. Here she left the blankets as a peace offering in the middle while she sat back a ways. When she did begin to speak her voice was soft, sweet, almost motherly.
Bailey: We aren’t going to hurt you. Me and my friend, ::she gestured to Dal:: are here to help.
Risu: The Speaker said you would come…
Sheila could hear the hint of surprise, if not sadness, within the female Risu’s voice. If she didn’t know any better, Sheila would have figured, even if she, the Risu, had known they were coming, that over time she had gotten her hopes up. Waited far longer than expected, what with the temperature continuing to drop, and the children to protect, before she gave up hope completely. Sheila, in quite a personal way, could understand the emotions of what she had gone through. As such, she knew the hopelessness that was present. Equally, it increased her guilt another notch. She only wished she had found them sooner.
Dal: I will work on getting everyone safely out. We need to get everyone to a safe space. This area is damaged.
Bailey: I, ::She pointed to herself:: am a doctor, a healer. I take care of those that are sick or injured.
Risu: ::She blinked with those impossibly big squirrel-like eyes.:: My leg is injured, I cannot carry them.
Dal: We have assistance in transportation. But first I need to make sure you have a doorway to exit from.
Sheila sympathized with the female Risu. On one hand it took a dedicated passion to be able to look after 20+ children. Add in a broken leg and she surely must have been struggling hard core. Likewise, as a caretaker and teacher she was probably used to putting herself second to everyone else in her life. It was time, with Dal’s soft commanding tones, to show her that she was worth being put first, if not equal to others. An offer of warm blankets was the best place to start.
Bailey: I put warm blankets in the middle for you all to use. You must be cold.
Watching as the female Risu, or Caretaker, winced as she moved to gather the blankets, wrapping them around the children, Sheila quickly knew that painkillers, if they would even work, would be her first port of call. Despite that, Sheila was glad to see several of the children able to move around, likely only suffering from several minor injuries.
Risu: Yes, it is very cold.
Dal: That is the damage to the ship. ::He paused, scanning the structure of the nursery and then looking back to the caretaker.:: Please tell the children that you will hear some shifting and crunching. I am opening a door for you.
Risu: I will tell them.
Bailey: Please do not be afraid. My friend here is extremely good at his job. Between the two of us, we promise to keep you and the children safe.
Dal: I found a support structure, so cutting a doorway will not be difficult, but I need to pull it out towards us, so please stand back. This will be difficult for me to control and I don’t want to crush anyone.
Bailey: Understood.
Sheila had no reason to say anything else. At least for the time being. Honestly, she had nothing of use with which to say while Dal quickly got to work, marking and cutting away at the wall so that he could create a larger exit. And by the time that he was done a jaggest, razor sharp archway was left behind. Sheila was extremely lucky that she was able to side step out of the way when Dal pulled the cutaway piece away. At least now she could easily pull her kit inside the small space and assess her patients.
Dal: Get clear!
Her heart sank right through her as the children began screaming once Dal pulled the scraps away. The scrapping, screeching, clanging and dust must have caused a terrible shock to the system. Sheila herself had to hold back tears. This would frankly, bless the universe, be the worst time to show any sign of weakness. She had to stay strong for the children.
Bailey: Again you have proven yourself worthy, Sir. ::pausing to make sure she hadn’t embarrassed or insulted Dal:: Is it safe for me to go in and treat my patients?
Dal: Yes, it’s safe to enter and treat wounds. ::He said encouragingly.::
Bailey: ::nodding:: Tell me, what are our methods of transportation for those that need extra assistance?
Dal: I do have a sled where we can transport children, or we can use the transporter enhancers.
Bailey: I would honestly prefer to use the sled for transportation until we arrive somewhere more stable. However, before we begin to move anyone, I will want to assess as many folks as our time allows.
Dal/Risu: Response
With that Sheila dragged in her medical kit, choosing to kneel down in order to focus first on the oldest female. As such, she pulled out a hypospray loaded with a low dose of painkillers.
Bailey: ::Giving a soft smile, Sheila spoke most directly to the oldest female Risu, while still making sure Dal could hear her:: I can tell you are in pain. Is that correct?
Dal/Risu: Response
Bailey: Alright, I have a medication here, ::she gestured to the hypospray:: that can help lesson what you are feeling. I’m afraid I’ve never treated one of your species, so I’m starting you out on a low dose. If it’s not helping please let me know. How does that sound?
Dal/Risu: Response
Bailey: Commander, could you check in on some of the older children for me? Perhaps they could assist with some of the younger ones.
Dal/Risu: Response
Bailey: ::turning back to the Caretaker:: This medication has to be injected. But I promise It won’t hurt much more than a slight pinch, or bite if you like. I will go nice and slow once you are ready. Deep breath in and out. ::Sheila tried to sound calming, trusting and safe::
Dal/Risu: Response
Lieutenant Sheila Bailey
Medical Officer - General Practitioner and Rheumatologist
Starbase 118 Ops
M239512BG0
“We all have regrets. But we can’t undo the things that we’ve done.” - Sara Lance