The Awakening

Posted on 23 Nov 2024 @ 4:18pm by Captain Bane Plase & Lieutenant Commander Temerant Bast & Lieutenant Commander Raviran Dattek-Winters & Chief Warrant Officer Rommie Rath RN

1,498 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Stranded
Location: Main Bridge

ON:

Bane had been on the other side of the Bridge at the Science station, working to figure out everything that was going on with the ship. He had just gotten off the line with the Chief Engineer when he picked up a strange sound.

"Cammm........" The sound unmistakably came from Lieutenant Commander Bast.

Bane spun around just as his Executive Officer attempted another word. A flurry of activity surrounded the XO as the Chief Medical Officer and the Nurse began to administer their healing touches to the stricken Trill First Officer. Bane made exactly one stride and leapt over the horseshoe console, including the Executive Officer's chair, and landed almost as nimbly as Lieutenant Seitha would have, before sliding on his knees, coming to a stop right next to Temerant. He was there to help his friend, be damned of rug burns.

Rath applied a neurostimulator to Bast's forehead, and flipped open her tricorder. "I'm reading increased brain activity in the host," she reported. "He is regaining consciousness."

Bane, for his part, put his hand on his friends leg, at the knee. "Hey Temerant, we're here. Please stay still. You've had a nasty accident"

Ravi was working hard with her own medcorder to try to assess the status of the symbiont 'Bast' and as it was going to prove problematic if the host woke up but the symbiont stayed in his stasis. She was pleased and relieved to find that Bast was also coming around so a connection could be encouraged if it might've failed to do this simultaneously.

Temerant tried to take a raspy breath, and coughed, spraying droplets of blood on his uniform. He opened his eyes and tried to focus. He blinked.

"I can't see," he said.

Rath pressed a few buttons on her tricorder to adjust the scanning parameters. "The tricorder shows damage to the left optic nerve."

Bane looked to Dr. Winters, but did not say anything. He knew she was analyzing the information on her own tricorder as well as the information Chief Rath just gave. Losing ones vision was catastrophic, though not the end of the world. Plase knew there were officers out there that had devices across their face to help them see, albeit differently. It wasn't the end of the world for his Executive Officer, though Bane could not shake the feeling that either way, he was going to lose Temerant as his First Officer.

Rath listened carefully to the orders Ravi was giving her, and pressed yet another hypospray to the First Officer's neck.

"We're trying to stabilize you," she said. "Then we'll move you to Sickbay. How do you feel?"

Temerant turned his eyes in her direction, but didn't focus on her.

"Like I've been run over by a two-ton lev'ratyshan."

Plase smiled. It was good to hear his friends voice, and the humor that he had come to know and cherish. Temerant always had a way of injecting humor into a tense situation. It helped. Bane knew it, everyone knew it. His use of humor now was an extremely promising sing that Bast would be back on his feet in no time. "Better than a three-ton one, though," he shot back, his voice dripping in humor.

"There is that," whispered Temerant, his voice trailing off as his head lolled to one side.

"He's drifting in and out of consciousness," said Rath.

"It's important that he's coming into consciousness because that shows he's becoming strong enough to emerge more but if he wanders back into a safe stasis between his bursts of effort, that's okay too as it lets him rest as he works on it." Ravi explained generically. Her own Medcorder was telling her the story of the fluctuations in the Bast host's status and also the condition of the stronger symbiont which was attempting to support and boost their 'partner' as it were.

Keeping a constant read out running on the Medcorder, Ravi was watching and waiting for the ups and downs to steady off and stabilise into a sustainable regularity of basics. "I don't want to move him until I'm sure he's not going to be too jolted by the transportation but I would like to get him into intensive care on one of our more advanced Bio-beds so i might be looking indecisive and perhaps a bit hesitant but I'm watching the spikes and settling, even if i look like I might fall asleep any minute, I promise that I have no such intention." She joked to the CO, knowing how concerned he would be right now and wanting to reassure him that she did have this, whatever she might or might not be showing outwardly.

Her eyes searched Bane's to check that he was understanding and that the shock and concern weren't stopping him from hearing as well as listening to what she was trying to tell him. ~I've got this!~ she thought, willing him to see it or at least that if she hadn't actually got all the strings that needed pulling, she was going to stay right beside Temerant and Bast and fix him with pure will power if that was what it was going to take.

The CMO's eyes were devoid of her usual fun and mischief and were instead deep and troubled but determined and challenging. Let any eventuality come and challenge her now that this medical team had got so far and it, whatever it was, would find itself facing the kind of resistance that only a true-blooded Bajoran could find inside themself combined with the hard and unreasoning arrogant ground-holding of a true blooded Cardassian that refused to give even an inch no matter if they were right or wrong.

Raviren was both. Her mother had been Bajoran and her Father Cardassian and if needed, she could call on both sets of genes when pressed. As it was, Ravi's Father's race could be ruthless and cruel but some were not so and the man that she had loved dearly had been deeply loyal and devoted to his family, legitimate or otherwise and that loyalty, as odd as it had appeared to her mother's family had helped the mixed race child to grow up to care enough to become a doctor and also made it easier for her to toughen up when life pushed her into corners such as this one.

Setting her internally positioned spine solid and upright, her posture began to resemble the exoskeletal rigidity of her deceased but not forgotten father's, just enough to offer a reminder that he had influenced her greatly and she was here not only to save her friend and immediate superior - the XO whom she always found to be reasonable, even natured and fair, but also to make her father proud as she knew she always had done if she excelled or even just did quite well.

This meant a great deal to Ravi. Lt Cmdr Temerant Bast was safer in her hands than in any other doctor in Starfleet right now because this was now as much about his survival and return to health as it was about her own. She was as likely to leave his side or take her eye off the medcorder results that were mapping out everything she needed to know, as she would have been likely to step out of an airlock without an environmental suit. Both were a matter of life and death and it was equally important to her that the Trill, the symbiont and she herself should all make it out of this alive and well.

Rath looked up from her tricorder and locked eyes with the Captain. "If communications are back does that mean we can call for an antigrav stretcher? We can get him to Sickbay?"

Plase looked from Bast to Ravi. "Yes, yes it does," he stated, his eyebrows raised, both in excitement that he was able to contribute in some small way, and in surprise that he had not already thought of it. He stood and made his way to his chair and tapped a button. "Bridge to Sickbay. We need an antigrav stretcher up here immediately. The Ex-Oh is hurt badly, and Dr. Winters is requesting one. And bring another medic with you. We have another injured crewman up here, and a deceased one as well. Both will need to be taken back to Sickbay with you."

A moment later, a response came. Bane didn't recognize the voice. "Sickbay to Bridge. We copy your orders, sir. We will have both up there as quickly as possible. It may take time to get the stretcher there with the turblifts down still, but we are on our way.

Plase looked back to Dr. Winters, and smiled. Help was on the way.

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Dr. Ravi Winters
Chief Medical Officer
USS Cygnus

Lt Cmdr Temerant Bast
First Officer, USS Cygnus

CWO Rommie Rath (NPC)
Nurse, USS Cygnus

Bane Plase, Captain
USS Cygnus, Commanding

 

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