Where Am I?

Posted on 23 Sep 2020 @ 3:28pm by Ensign Adam Morgan & Lieutenant C'Tora Kuroka

Mission: Mission 4 - Race against the machine
Location: Andromeda - Sickbay
Timeline: Current
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The explosion came before him in his dreams. He felt the fire scorch his arm and had to wonder on what he was doing. Why did he take this assignment? To get hurt again, or worse displaced?? He looked around as he felt the world crumble around him. The walls of the transport seemed to give way as fire started to consume the bridge. He looked around to see that his world was breaking apart before him and next he knew, the pain was back. All he could feel was the heat of the.....

Adam Morgan quickly opened his eyes and layed there. There was a bright light above him and noted that all the surrounding lights had been lowered. He looked to his left then to his right and slowly made his way up on his elbows rarely able to say the words,

"Where am I?"

A gentle hand was placed on Adam's shoulder. " I am Dr. Kuroka, Chief medical officer of the Andromeda. You are in sickbay, and until a few moments ago I was treating your wounds. If you would kindly lay back down I will continue to do so." Giving him a stren look for added measure. " If you are still in pain I can turn up the strength of the neural synap device to deaden the pain more if you'd like. Your quite lucky to be here you know, A few more moments and the results could have been..... different."

Adam watched as the huge black looking feline placed a paw on his shoulder and he just watched in awe. He had never seen Caitian before since he had been in Starfleet but it did facinate him now as he was meeting one now, not only in Starfleet but as the Chief Medical Officer. Morgan took one last look over the doctor and spoke, "Last i knew, I was laying on the deck of the transport after the console exploded in my face."

Morgan layed back down as the doctor had ordered and spoke again as the Caitian took some more readings from his tricorder, "The pain is still there but not as bad Doctor. I must be on the Andromeda I take it?"

" You are indeed aboard the Andromeda. You were and still are pretty banged up, but rest assured you will receive only the best care available. Why we should have you up and flying within a week." He said with a slight grin. " Nurse could you bring over that tray of synth skin please? Thank you so much." As he began working on replacing some burnt and damaged skin. " I know this might be an odd question for me to ask, But do you want any scarring? Some of our marines and other species that the federation has worked with and helped see it as a badge of honor. Or I can make it as smooth as you want where only a tricorder reading will be able to tell. The choice is yours of course." As he continued to work at a quick pace. " By the way, you may call me C'Tora if you wish. I never did catch your name as you were unresponsive when they brought you in."

Morgan looked up at the CMO and spoke as if he was suddenly caught off guard with the last statement, "Uh Morgan, Ensign Adam Morgan." Morgan had to think back to the other part of the conversation and spoke again, "No thank you doctor. I would like to have most of the injuries fully healed. Im not one to keep scars since i have already have had one of those that will sustain my life forever."

" Ah...Good a sensible one. I prefer no scars myself, no reminders of the pain. Would you believe I had a star fleet marine yell at me once because I didn't leave a scar. I thought it was odd so I tend to ask now days." grabbing a tricorder C'Tora scanned the area just finished. " Good, it's taking. No rejection factor." He stated with a smile " Now if you'll roll over onto your stomach I'll place some more synth skin onto your back and we'll let the dermal regenerator do it's work." He paused a moment. " You said you had a scar that would sustain you for the rest of your life. If it's not intruding might I ask what you meant by that?"

Morgan looked at the doc and watched as he placed the last of the scans over on the tricorder. Morgan than did as he was asked and layed on his stomach. The question came up about the 'scar' that Morgan mentioned and he had to hit himself mentally. As the doctor started with the scans for the graft, Morgan's thoughts went into motion. Was he really going to talk about his past with a complete stranger? Did he really want to get sent to the local shrink for saying too much? He spoke so he didnt hold his tounge for too long on the subject before them both,

"I could say the scar would be physical, but to tell you the truth doc, it aint that simple for one of your instruments to fix up." Morgan spoke again, "Dont want to be an emotional mess here doc, but sometimes i wish i could change the past."

C'Tora nodded knowingly. " Got a few scars like that myself, sad to say. I wish my instruments could fix it up for you, But doctors can't do everything. Somethings just have to be worked out on their own, others may have to be worked out with the help of a friend or a councilor and that choice is completely yours to make." C'Tora let out a small sigh as he worked. " If you don't want to talk about it then that is fine, If you do want to then I will listen and offer what advice I may. But either way I won't judge you or think any less of you. And if it is causing you to lose sleep I can help with that as well, My task is to heal you back to full health and if you ever need someone to talk to my door is always open."

"Thank you doc, just wanna get these injuries that are now to be healed." Morgan stated back placing a small smile upon his face.

C'Tora gave a light good humored laugh. " Not a problem then." Getting more synth skin to finish up the task at hand. " A little more body work, A scan or two to make sure everything else is working well and after a day or two bedrest come back in and we'll give you a quick physical and get you back one active duty again. We'll keep you overnight for observation and back to your room tomorrow." He turned away for a moment to check the monitor for a reading. " When I say take it easy tomorrow I mean to relax, Not shooting the rapids or rock climbing in the holosuite. OK?" He said with a good natured grin.

"I intend to Doc, besides Id rather be hiking Vulcan's Forge in the middle of their summer..."


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