You've Got to Start Somewhere (RP Log)

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13 Feb 2014
Station Infirmary [Deep Space 9]
Being the sole medical facility on the station, the Infirmary was designed to accomodate a great many patients. Spacious and at least three compartments wides, the infirmary has a laboratory, examination and recovery room, and a surgery room. The lab is what most people see when they enter, and where the medical officer on duty is most likely to be perched, ready for any medical emergency.



Pryus-Talbot steps into the infirmary, she hadn't left her quarters in days and had missed several of her hyposprays for the imbalance caused by her mixed species pregnancy. She is visibly drawn and her hair is lank and lifeless, she clings to her arm and looks about for someone to see to her.

The door leading to Duty Office slides open.
Senka arrives from Duty Office - Station Infirmary.
The door leading to Duty Office slides closed.

Senka enters the main ward from the duty office. "Lieutenant, you have missed several of your injections. Will you step inside?" He gestures her into the duty office.

Pryus-Talbot squints at the bright light of the infirmary after being sat in dimmed light for a prolonged period of time. She hearing the swoosh of a door she listens to the voice of Senka telling her to make her way into the duty office.

The door leading to Duty Office slides open. Senka leaves for Duty Office - Station Infirmary.

Duty Office - Station Infirmary [Deep Space 9]
The spacious office combines both functionality and elegance. An oak desk bearing an engraved caduceus, the emblem of Starfleet Medical, holds the desktop terminal. Two chairs, adjustable according to the body-type parameters of a number of different species, sit before it. The walls are lined with plates containing texts handwritten in a variety of calligraphic styles, while a modest bookshelf contains a number of medical texts, historical works and works of literature in several languages: Betazoid, Rihannsu and Vulcan among them. A coffee maker sits off to one side of the office in a small seating area containing a loveseat, a chair and a low table.


Senka has been loading a hypo spray. You sense that he wants to reach out to you, but after yesterday, he thinks you wouldn't welcome it. "I have prepared an adequate level of medication to compensate for that which you have missed, Lieutenant." He injects you.

Pryus-Talbot nods gently and a soft sigh escapes her lips, "I'm sorry for my behaviour Lieutenant." She responds running a hand over her face tiredly, knowing she needed help is why she made the choice to visit the infirmary. She had been in shock and denial, she had faced anger and lashed out at those who served with her.

Senka puts his hypo away. "I sent a confidential note to Major Ava asking her to assist you as soon as feasible."

Pryus-Talbot exhales slowly with another nods, she as a little light headed from her movements and sways causing her to have to sit. "Thank you Lieutenant, I trust Captain Cross was able to confirm my bereavement leave?" She answers still finding it hard to sounds those words a loud, her heart heaved and a small well of tears began to form in her eyes.

Senka nods. "He was. He stated that it is an indefinite leave."

She breathes softly and wipes her eyes with the side of her hand unable to respond verbally, only nodding.

Senka offers you a soft tissue silently.

Pryus-Talbot accepts the tissue and wipes her eyes and the back of her hand, "I just want for it not to be real and to wake up from this nightmare." She manages through her sniffles and pauses.

Senka nods. "I understand that the reality of sudden death is difficult to accept for many," he replies quietly. You may sense a genuine effort to understand and help under his logical mind and mental shielding.

"How long after his physical did the incident take place?" Kailyn pinches her brow and lowers the tissue from her face, she is hungry but doesn't what to eat as everything has lost its taste.

Senka says, "I only knew of it when I reported to the infirmary after his transport into space. It was some hours. That, I can tell you with certainty."

Pryus-Talbot shudders at his words, she still found it so hard to believe that he had been beamed into space. She knew what he would of experience and it made her feel sick to the pits of her stomach, leaning forward with her head in her hands she swallowed softly closing her eyes a moment. 'What happened in that time?' She thought to herself.

Senka watches you quietly.

After taking a moment to compose herself Kailyn lifts her head and opens her eyes letting them fall on the Vulcan in front of her. Her hands run over her face as she sits upright, leaning back in her seat.

Senka continues observing you in silence. You can sense his concern for you and his desire to serve in whatever way would be both logical and acceptable to you. He remains silent. Taking a moment to process the sensory information from Senka, Kailyn speaks quietly, "I need to know what made him do this, he isn't a killer. He wouldn't have willingly put lives at risk." She almost pleads. Her quarters had already been rearranged into a disorganised investigation room with S'hado's cat nestled in her unkept bed. Unable to sleep from the heart wrenching dreams she analysed what information she had been given.

Steepling his fingers, Senka replies quietly and simply, "I do not have any answers for you, Doctor. I am not certain that anyone now has your answers."

Pryus-Talbot nods once, "Then I need to find the answers myself." She answers faintly but firmly.

Senka says, "How do you propose to do that?"

Pryus-Talbot closes her eyes again trying to think but everything seems to be cloudy and filled with emotion, "I don't know." She snaps before recoiling, "I'm sorry, it's so hard to think about everything."

"Lieutenant," Senka offers after a beat, "you are in no condition to undertake that sort of investigation even were it possible. You require rest and counseling in that order."

Kailyn sighs defeatedly, "It's all that I think about." She admits, "When I'm in that room, surrounded by his stuff filled with his smell." Her heart sinks again as she speaks.

Senka nods. "Would you like to relocate to new quarters? ... To distance yourself from the associations while you recover your strength and mental energy?"

Tears form in her eyes again as she gently shakes her head. "This whole station is a constant reminder, I can't even bring myself to look at Cross." She pauses on the realisation, "How am I going to look at Ava?" She stutters, "I feel so angry." She adds through gritted teeth.

Senka nods. "Anger is a natural response to both grief itself and to these circumstances. Ava Kiona will understand this," he reassures you.

"I just want him to tell me everything will be alright." Kailyn answers as several tears roll down her face before she wipes them away.

Senka wordlessly offers you another tissue. Flicking on his coffee machine, he soon has Jestral tea brewing.

Pryus-Talbot accepts the second tissue keeping the first screwed up in the palm of her hand. Her crying lessens again and she sighs tiredly.

Senka asks after a beat, "I am a Vulcan. I come to serve. How may I serve you, Kailyn?"

"I need to not be alone," Kailyn starts admitting uneasily, she draws a weak breath before she continues, "I need to something to structure my day or things aren't going to get better." Her words sound cold and structure as if she was giving them to a patient.

Senka nods. "Indeed. Would you like to return to limited light duty for the present? Filing diagnostic charts, calibrating equipment, other duties that do not require you to see patients?"

Pryus-Talbot closes her eyes to take in his suggestion, she wasn't ready to put on that uniform again. It had been tarnished, not until the investigation had been completed. She shakes her head and pinches the bridge of her nose. "No, I ca- I can't put it on. Not now, not yet." She stutters, her mind tries to find a logical path that would ease her back into a routine. "I need a basic routine. Eating, hygiene, activity, light social interaction and maintaining my health." She continues in a quiet orderly fashion.

Senka says, "Then may I suggest making the coffee shop a regular point of your daily routine? The staff are friendly and helpful."

Reluctantly Kailyn nods. "Fine. I will attempt to spend time in the holosuite, I have been working on an environment for practicing Yoga. This will also give me light physical activity, continuing my course of hypo's for my pregnancy and beginning the counselling will help maintain my health." Her words are very clinical trying not to mention who her counselling will be with at the thought of it her eyes close and her hands twitch as if trying to ignore an itch.

Senka nods. "Most logical," he compliments you.

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