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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby C. J. Short » Wed Jul 29, 2015 4:33 am

Haha, she's hot for herself :D
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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Wed Jul 29, 2015 10:31 am

Absolutely brilliant, Shawna.
Sensitive, dramatic and hilarious. Can't wait to see what you do with them both next. Hehe

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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Shawna F » Mon Aug 17, 2015 12:03 am

Stardate 11508.13

Seems like she stumbled her way up to the bridge for nothing. Granted, it's good to know that they managed to slip through some kind of wormhole (where did it come from? how did it get there? hopefully there's sensor data to comb through on that!) and end up right back where they started. It couldn't have been a convenient natural phenomenon. But the initial hole had been, as far as any of them could tell at the time, happenstance. A result of engines blowing in just a certain way--

And a few weeks late. A few weeks late and needing a tow through the debris. There's plenty of Tzenkethi to see...but also plenty of Federation fallen apart. Weeks, what had they missed in several weeks?

She stuck around for a short while, to make sure everything's in order. Considers staying, in fact. But she'd left sickbay in a rush and in confusion, and she'd really, really like her own uniform on, and, after allowing the cadet to take the station back, getting away from people for a short time might be nice. To be in her own head. Her own swimming head. Alone.

Alone with two sets of memories, conflicting and contrasting. Different faces and voices, different skin, different abilities--she'd read minds. One of them had read minds, sifted the thoughts of others willingly and without aid of drug or device. Blind but so much more without her eyes.

Raqiin shuts her eyes when the lift doors open and walks with confidence down the corridor. She can 'see', see without eyes, without the limitations of mere eyesight, even now. She just never needs to use it except in emergency power outages. Still, it's nowhere near as brilliant as her Aenar half had truly seen. The same but...different. Not as. Less than.

The thought makes her pause, leans against a wall and opens her eyes again. Each half had had their own strengths. Not all her, but together... She studies the pale skin of one of her hands, not quite (not as, less than) as pale as half her family had. Not nearly blue enough for the other half. She is not unique, but the blending of species like that is not common. What if together, she just doesn't live up to being a whole of one or the other? A little of column A, a little of B...but not good enough?

She can't be thinking about this. About any of it. Any of the memories competing in her head, confusing the details, blurring and confusing and making her head pound from dual sensory inputs. He couldn't feel any of them, and she felt too much. But it had been easy, natural. But not her.

Her steps are quick the rest of the way to sickbay, not a sprint but still something that could be considered a jog. She can't outrun her own head, but in some ways, feeling the familiar emotional seas of the doctors and nurses is a distracting comfort. Maybe being alone isn't for the best. She apologizes breathlessly, but states that now that the emergency has passed, she can stay to get a few more tests done. Make sure, make sure her head is on right, that all of her parts are exactly where they're supposed to be.

It doesn't take long. A scan to confirm her brain is exactly as it's supposed to be. That her blood is all her blood. The dizziness even finally fades, save for the pressure behind her eyes whenever she thinks of two conflicting memories of the same event. Once everyone is satisfied, she's free to go.

She isn't necessarily satisfied, but she trusts in the medical science, and works her way up to leaving again, in a much calmer fashion. But before she does, she has a visitor to surprise her.

"Raqiin!" Before she's even left the bed, Ensign Dimitriou makes his way over, taking her hands in his, concern radiating off of him like sunlight reflected off ice and snow. "Are you hurt? Are you all right? I was so worried when it became a rescue operation. I didn't think the Su so capable of something like this, I--I wanted to come see you myself."

When her antennae stood up, there was no longer the odd skew to them, sign enough for some that she's fine. "I'm not hurt," she says with care. "Not as far as our most advanced medical scans can tell." She gives his hands a light squeeze. "Shouldn't you be in engineering?"

"Bah," he scoffs, "I have been there since the battle began, save for a few trips as a gopher boy." She blinked slowly at him. "Someone who fetches things. To go for this or to go for that. But otherwise there. We are sitting for a tow, and I need sleep. There's only so long a steady diet of coffee keeps one sharp and effective. But I wanted to see you first."

His emotions bring her something to focus on, something familiar and pleasant and not alone. She smiles. "You're sweet, Oleg. You should get some rest before Tony finds out you're slacking."

There's some hesitation before he shakes his head, laughing some. She doesn't bother asking why. "He can deal with relying on the entire department he has under him doing their jobs." The curiosity is visible on his face, looking down the length of her. "You aren't in your uniform," he observes.

"I had to borrow something," she says with an embarrassed laugh. It feels good to laugh, even if the situation wasn't, in reality, one to strictly laugh about. "Our captors got a little experimental, and I ended up without clothes."

It doesn't register immediately how that sounds until Oleg's alarm, laced with flickers of anger, washes over her. "What did they do to you?" he rumbles.

How to answer that one... "It's not what you think! There was a machine...oh, I can't say everything right now," not the least reason being the mutual conclusion of 'never tell Oleg', "but coming out of it, it must only register biological matter. I had to fix something and came out without anything on. Kind of...transported in that way, too."

The alarm calms, but it still flashes in the back of his mind, trying to sort out what she's saying. His cheeks, however, tint. He clears his throat. "Well, it is...good. then. that I was not there to see you in such a state." He sounds just a hint uncertain, like he's not sure that was the right way to go, gentlemanly. "So long as you weren't...harmed by these people."

That she can't actually say for certain what they did: she'd been knocked out at the time by their gas, after all, for an amount of time she couldn't very well determine (though must not have been long), and she only barely was able to cobble together enough guesses to even think that the machine they had found was the way to put her halves back as whole. She doesn't know what they did. But all of the scans run on her said she was unharmed. Raqiin shakes her head, her loose waves of white hair sliding from her shoulders. "Like I said, as far as anyone can tell, I'm physically 100% fine and ready to go."

"Physically," he echoes. The grip on her hands shift, tighten, raise a little. Oleg is not always high strung, but around her? She used to be blind to it. Then she ignored it. She still, even now, doesn't acknowledge it to his face, but she can at least allow herself to feel his deep well of care, of affection. The budding blossom of love. It's warm, strung through with nervousness, apprehension.

"I have...a lot going on in my head right now," she admits, looking down at their hands. "I can't really sort it out yet. It's too fresh."

"I see," he says with sobriety, quiet and understanding even if he doesn't, even if he can't understand.

There are a few moments of silence beating between them. She's tired. He's tired. Maybe a nap is in order. Or a little food. Both. She moves to slide off the bed, though doesn't slide her hands from his. "You still need your beauty rest, Ensign. Would you mind if I escorted you to your quarters?"

Though clearly startled, the only outward appearance of it is an upward creep of his eyebrows. And a slow grin spreading beneath his fuzzy moustache. "Funny, I was thinking of escorting you."

"Well, I'll just have to make it an order, then. Looking out for the wellbeing of another crewmate, of course. Besides, mine's a farther walk, and it just wouldn't be right to make an exhausted member of engineering put in that much extra work doubling back."

"Of course. I mean, how can I refuse an order, ma'am?"
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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby C. J. Short » Mon Aug 17, 2015 12:36 am

Adorable :)

You have a really fun writing style, Shawna.
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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Mon Aug 17, 2015 8:24 am

Aaaaaaaw, I love these two so much, Shawna.
I absolutely love how slow and sweet their progress is.
Well well done, indeed.

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Re: CSO LtJG Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby James Greenman » Mon Aug 17, 2015 1:28 pm

More please :allears:
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Re: CSO Lt Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Shawna F » Thu Aug 27, 2015 3:20 am

Stardate 11508.20

She isn't floating per se. No, she's present, she's in the moment. Talks to people. Smiles. Reacts. But she's pulled in a few directions all the same. It's too quiet when nobody's around, too loud in a room full of people. And she's distracted either way.

Far be it for her to dispute her new commendations, or her promotion. She could cite personal reasons for turning them down, but none of the reasons would be very good ones. Still, she has to wonder if she deserves them. Plenty of others were much more important during their brief war effort. If it had been up to her, they never would have been involved. They weren't even there to see the conclusion to the war. That was something she'd had to catch up on in the weeks they had apparently been missing.

And, of course, doing as much in-depth research on spontaneous wormholes that she can, as well as anything in any database about the area that she suspected they ended up in.

And what had she done while locked up in that otherworldly zoo? Barely anything. Didn't get the chance to. And even when she tried, something else happened. She almost made the entire plan (apparently some plan had come together, because the crew is competent, more than competent) fall apart trying to put herself back together.

She frowns at another article regarding wormholes, eyes not quite focusing. The last thing she's going to do is go to the captain about this, or worse yet, go over her head to an admiral. No, if the captain thought she deserved the awards, she will take them. It just might take more than that to convince herself that she's worthy.
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Re: CSO Lt Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Sophie Wakeling » Thu Aug 27, 2015 6:16 pm

Awww. I think someone needs a friend! I love it

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Re: CSO Lt Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Einar S » Thu Aug 27, 2015 6:17 pm

a very good log Shawna!
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Re: CSO Lt Raqiin sh'Hruvek

Postby Shawna F » Thu Sep 03, 2015 2:35 pm

CSO Lt Raqiin sh'Hruvek - USS Bremen NCC-12428
XO LtCmdr Vikram Baudin - USS Sentinel NCC-79088 / S.T.A.R. Taskforce Sigma

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