((Sickbay Complex, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
'dari glanced to the sickbay doors, noticing a familiar green face.
Rurat'dari: Aduko?
She heard his voice, faint but recognisable.
Aduko: I know her! ::He waved, hoping to get Rurat'dari's attention.:: I didn't realize she was still alive...
Rurat'dari fully turned to the Second-in-Command when the security personnel he was with let him through.
Rurat'dari: You're alive… It's good to see someone still around who's relatively unaffected.
Aduko: Excuse me. ::A beat, while the officers in sickbay carried on their conversation.:: Excuse me! I am Joakim Aduko, second in command of the facility your people are so bravely trying to evacuate and contain. I do not wish to be held here, I do not need medical treatment. Let me help, or send me back!
((OOC: Leaving dialogue tags for the others out as the people in the scene opted to leave them out))
Rurat'dari: ::to the others:: One moment.
'dari's voice was coarse, and she pulled Aduko to a less chaotic area of Sickbay. The stuff she was given should keep her alive, at least for a while.
Rurat'dari: What were you thinking, coming up here?
Aduko: ::He let out a short, exasperated laugh.:: I was transported against my will. Now I've acquired a new shadow... ::He said, gesturing blatantly towards the watchful security officer.::
She paused to gesture at the whole situation, her auburn hair flicking over her shoulder. She frowned slightly at the security officer, but didn't say anything.
Rurat'dari: We're probably going to get our information taken away from us.
Aduko: I know. I'm sorry. For too long, we tried to keep going...to keep operating safely. But when directives from our higher authority demand results over safety, and when those of us who try to push back are punished while others who operate recklessly are rewarded...this sort of accident was inevitable.
Once again, Rurat'dari exhaled, a fruitless attempt at self-soothing. It most likely came across as a sigh. She knew he meant the Lattice Alliance investors.
Rurat'dari: Nothing ever lasts forever…
Aduko: ::With a sad smile.:: No, I suppose all things must end. Good...and bad.
Rurat'dari: Mmhmm…
She stared blankly into the distance just over Aduko's shoulder.
Aduko: Have you ever heard the expression, "Wait for the wheel?"
Rurat'dari: … no?
Aduko: I cannot think now its originating culture, but the idea is universal. We are all welded to the outside circumference of a giant, ever-spinning wheel. Sometimes, the wheel grinds us low, crushing us into the ground. But it never stops turning. Before long, we will rise high, out of the dirt and muck. We will be on top again.
Rurat'dari: I suppose so… It'll be a while, though, I suspect.
If 'dari was being honest, she was beginning to admit defeat.
The data was getting taken away.
All her sacrifice was for nothing.
Aduko: Response
Rurat'dari: What will we do with ourselves now?
Aduko: Response
Slowly, 'dari started to make her way back to the biobed to which she was assigned.
It was either that, or die.
She didn't want to die.
Rurat'dari: Are you sticking around?
Aduko: Response
[Tags/TBC ((Happy for this to be the end of act 3 if needed))]Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith, MD
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Ronin
They/Them (Player and character)
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