sickbay

Posted on Sat Oct 22nd, 2022 @ 2:02pm by Lieutenant Commander Rutherford (RJ) Milton & Lieutenant Commander Melor Pallara (Stoffels) & Pixie

Mission: The Lost Brother

ON

Melor felt like hitting something but even that he did not have the strength for. He was not allowed to read and definitely not to try and get out of bed anymore. These humans cuddled him way too much.

A small figure came up from ground level to hover just over the end of he bed and gently landed there with a flutter of wings. SHe crossed her arms for a second before her right hand extended and waggled the index finger. Giving a strong impression of her saying 'No... no... no. Not a good thing to do. Pix could sense the restless nature and wanted to make sure the point was made to warn him.

This was new. Melor had done a fair bit of traveling all over the galaxy but he had never met anyone like her. "Hello there my lady." He said gently. "I hope I am not dreaming."

Pix shook her head and did a slow spin to emphasize her being real before moving closer to him and caress his face then back for better ability to make eye contact.

The impression of 'proof enough' was projected to him as Pix smiled.

"I see you have enamored our little Pix." The voice of Doctor Milton proceeded his coming into view . "She likes to be our Welcoming greeter and generally friendly face of Sick Bay." He chuckled. "Better than my Mug I should say." Stopping by the Bed side. "I am Chief Medical Officer Milton, you can call me 'Doc' as I hate titles and such." He nod. "And I am sorry for your being immobile but it really is to help you and not do any further damage wile being evaluated, it is only temporary I can assure you."

"Looking friendly but serious.

"Do you know where you were last before coming to this Sick Bay?" He asked. "You are on the USS Resolution and in my care at the moment. I would like to know what you remember prior to coming here?"

"I was in a shuttle. And then I woke up here. I did tell them about Tasin and Nick needing help, then I think I passed out again. But I have had some rest now so I would like to get back to building my strength back up."

Pix hovered a bit closer to him, hands clapping to show her agreement.

"Good to hear, it might not be an easy." Checking his Tricorder. "You have several broken ribs, abrasions from the restraints and a score of bruising about the head and torso. The bottom of your feet have heavy abuse and they were trying to keep you in tact to prolong the information gathering." Bad as t prolonged your torture, but good in that you will heal faster.'

"I am glad to hear it. Klingons do not belong in bed." He tried to sit up again. "So you think a day or so and then I can get out of sickbay, doc?"

"I would like at least 48 hours for observation . Milton said. "Then after that I think we can talk about leaving here."

"Very good, doctor." Melor was relieved. "You are a man I can work with."

"Let us see how the dermal repair." Milton said calmly while putting some information in his tricorder. "I watch how things heal and decide accordingly. You seem one who heals fast because I see you are the type to get into mischief." Milton chuckled.

Melor smiled. "Oh I am, but never as bad as one of your other patients. Tasin is the one who gets in all kinds of mischief." His face fell a little. "I am very worried about him. More than myself"

"I made it sound easy, as the Dermal repair is more of a patch things together, you body has to take it easy and allow the Dermals to solidify, like of like having internal stitches, you strain them and they do not heal right." Milton said. "You strain one of those repairs and If I am required to do another Dermal Surgery then you could be a long time." He warned. Give me two day and we see how you have healed, then talk of letting you loose up[on the ship."

"Ok." Melor said. "I guess I can live with that. It should give me time to catch up on some of my reading. But can I have visitors. I would really like to be updated on what is going on."

"You can have visitors." Milton commented with a chuckle. "I find that a little bit of company helps things not get so boring."

"Indeed. Company makes the time pass faster. I am normally a pretty physical guy so not working out is going to be hard for me."

"I can start you on some Isometric programs once you are more up to it." Milton said. "But for now resting and relaxing is most recommended." He gave that Doctor stare. "Any more physical exertion and I will retrain you..." He gave a sly grin. "Maybe that would be a form of isometrics if you give me trouble in my Medical prescriptions?"

"I'll behave doc, promise." Melor said. "Pinkie swear."

"I will hold you to that." Pointing to Pix. "You won't get anything past her, she is another set of my eyes and ears." Milton joked. "She is keeping a vigil with Tasin as well, if you do not see me you can ask Pix, she knows al the people in and around Sick Bay. Not to worry, all my patients are important and I will do my best for him as well as you." Milton winked. "Now get some rest and we will see which of you gets out first?"

"Thank you. From what I heard he is in a bad way." It made him so sad. Tasin was like a blood brother to him having grown up together. The thought of him being paralyzed was jus too hard to deal with.

"Where there is life there is always hope." Milton said. "He is alive and from what Pix tells me he could be a lot worst off." Milton said. "I like a challenge, helping people is what I do and Tasin is in the best hands at the moment he can be."

"Thank you, sir. I really mean that." Melor said seriously.

Milton gave a kind acknowledging grin before departing with Pix giving a bow then darting after Milton.

END