Awakening Wounded

Posted on Mon Mar 2nd, 2020 @ 2:54am by Commander Sokanon It'kla & Chief Warrant Officer Ryi "Taffy" Amlari & Staff Warrant Officer Hana "8-Ball" Nakamura
Edited on on Mon Mar 2nd, 2020 @ 2:57am

Mission: Mission 40: Thirty Pieces of Silver
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1800Hrs - August 2nd, 2391

Eight Ball slowly opened her eyes. She was not in her quarters. Her head was on fire but she couldn't feel anything else. She tried to move but found she could not.

"Is anyone here?" She asked, almost in a panic.

Sokanon turned before she came over to the wounded pilot. "Hello." she mewled softly. "Easy... you're still sedated and you've been out of it.." she explained.

"Was the fire real?" Eight Ball asked Sokanon. "I don't remember very much."

Sokanon nodded her furry head gently. "Yes... It was very real... You my dear were very fortunate." as she gently tried to sooth the pilots nerves. "Its best that you don't try to recall what happened." Sokanon added. "You have a minor concussion and buns to your lower legs but you are going to be fine..."

Eight Ball tried to look around. "I don't see Lynx in the sickbay. Did she make it out without getting hurt?" The pilot asked Sokanon.

Sokanon blinked her large eyes slowly. "I honestly don't know.." she admitted. "We have a lot of people come through.."

"Oh, okay." Eight replied, still a little anxious. "How can I contact any of the pilots? I would like to chat with Lynx or Taffy to see if they are okay."

"You can't .... because we can't." Sokanon explained gently. "We have wounded scattered all of the fleets ships and... I have no idea where they are... I myself don't even have an accurate count of who's living and who's dead."

Eight Ball sighed. "Was the fire that bad? Did we lose the Roanoke?"

"No... We didn't loose Roanoke.. but it was a near thing... I know we lost at least fifty-something people killed and about four hundred wounded." Sokanon explained. "but that's a guess.... but I have heard those numbers being tossed around..." she sighed. "You should get some sleep... and I'll have more answers for you later. After I have time to ask the questions first.."

"Alright." Eight Ball replied. "When can I be released? I hate being in a sickbay." She told Sokanon. She then thought about what she said and quickly added "Um, that is not meant to be a swipe at the medical staff."

"No offense was taken.." she paused. "Most of your wounds were healed but I still need to keep you since you have been heavily sedated." she paused. "The sedative needs time to leave your system." she paused. "Give me a moment." and with that, she moved off. A few minutes later she came back with a new uniform. "I'm actually going to kick you out right now... I'm sending you to your quarters... for rest. This means you go home to your bed and get some sleep, don't get creative and think your invulnerable, otherwise, you'll end up back here and I will be most unhappy with you.."

Eight Ball had a small smile on her face. "Thank you. So I can return to duty tomorrow?"

"No. You're off duty for a while... but then so is everyone else," Sokanon explained. "Go see Commander Lasky, He'll bring you up to speed on recent events." she sighed as she placed the uniform next to Eight Ball before she closed the curtain around the bed so she could have a few moments to change.

Eight Ball tried to quickly change. The sedatives were affecting her and she couldn't move that fast. She looked at her bandaged legs and left the dressings in place. She wondered when she could wear a skirt again. Considering all that happened, Eight Ball found that an odd thought to have.

After she was dressed Eight Ball left sickbay. She waved at Sokanon as she left. As she headed out into the passageway, Eight Ball realized she was still on the Roanoke. Eight Ball thought that the Caitian medical officer must believe that she was a daft girl for asking about the fate of the ship she was currently on. She then headed for her quarters.

The lights were off as Eight Ball slowly entered her quarters. On the other bunk, she could hear Froststorm quietly weeping. Eight Ball slowly approached the Andorian who was curled up on her side and facing the wall.

"Ryi?" Eight Ball whispered.

Froststorm shot straight up. "Hana? Is that you?" She frantically asked.

"Yes." Eight Ball answered. "I'm glad to see your okay." The two exchanged cautious smiles. "How is Rachael?" She delicately asked.

"Wounded but she'll make a full recovery." Ryi answered.

Eight Ball nodded. It was good that Rachael made it through for Ryi's sanity. As it was, the casualties were too much to handle. Eight Ball was afraid to ask but she still needed to know. "How is Lynx?"

Ryi lost her composure and started to cry. She just shook her head. "No." She struggled to answer.

Eight Ball took a seat on Ryi's bed. Eight Ball started to cry as the weight of what happened started to really sink in. Ryi put her head in Eight Ball's lap. Hana put her hand through Ryi's white hair to comfort her.

The meeting with Lasky could wait until tomorrow.