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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2007 13:02:52 GMT
After getting up at 6AM and spending some time meditating before breakfast, Salek ate his breakfast after which he grabbed several isolinear chips containing some programs for the lecture he was giving that morning. He slowly made way to the lecture hall which was still empty as he was still 30 minutes early. He inserted the chips he had and the holo projectors displayed an image of the digestive system. After that was set up, Salek decided to sit down and wait for the cadets/students to arrive. At 9:00 the hall was full of cadets and it was time for Salek to begin his lecture.
After the usual introduction, Salek proceed with giving the lecture on the human digestive system.
"The main parts of the digestive system are as follows: the mouth", he said pointing to it on the holo image, "Cavitas oris, pharynx, oesophagus, gaster, intestinum tenue, intestinum crasum.", he said
"Now let us move on to the more detailed analysis of the Cavitas oris. The mouth on the inside is covered with a layer called tunica mucosa oris. The opening between the lips is called rima oris and the place where cavitas oris ends is called isthmus faucium. The part of cavitas oris between the lips and teeth is called vestibulum oris and the part behind the teeth all the way back to isthmus faucium is called cavitas oris propria.", he said
"Now, Vestibulum oris contains frenulum labii superius and freneulum labii inferius. Now we move onto the lips or labium superius et inferius. The channel between the nose and the labium superius is called philtrum and it's end on the lip is a tuberculum. The two lines that can be seen on the face between the nose and the lips are called sulcus nasolabialis and the line between the chin and labium inferius is called sulcus mentolabialis. And the muscles that makes the circular area around the lips is musculus orbicularis oris.", he said
"Now the cheeks are called buccae and they are composed out of two muscles, masseter and buccinator and between them is a layer of fatty tissue called corpus adiposum buccae. There we can also find the glandulae buccales.", he said
"Now we move onto the cavitas oris propria. There we have gingivae or gums and the part of them between the teeth is called papilla gingivalis and it's end at the part where the tooth becomes visible is called margo gingivalis. The nerves which provide enervation for the gingivae n. buccalis, infraorbitalis, palatinum major et mentalis.", he said
"Now, we move onto the teeth or dentes. We have arcus dentis maxillaris and arcus dentis mandibularis. Each tooth has several parts, corona dentis, cervix dentis, radix dentis and apex radix dentis. The tooth is composed of cementum and enamulum. The teeth are held in place by periodontium. Now we have dentes permanentes and dentes decidui or permanent and non permanent teeth.", he said
"Now we have several classes of teeth: dentes incisivi, dentes canini, dentes premolares and dentes molares...", Salek continued
--1 hour and 30 minutes later--
When the lecture was over and the cadets departed from the hall, Salek took his leave as well. He proceeded to sickbay to see if there was anything that required his attention there.
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Post by pollyedwards on Jan 30, 2007 13:16:57 GMT
Now that the Hepta was finally docked, Polly was glad she could leave this haunted vessel. She'd had just about enough of starships and wild missions, but there was one thing she still needed to do before she departed the ship: make sure TJ came with her.
The captain was still confined to sickbay as his injuries had been too severe for quick repairation. And since she didn't quite know the present chief medical officer, Polly did know there was a very distinguished and competent Vulcan doctor available on Conqueror. And he would have to come with her, especially if he intended to lead the graduation ceremony a few days from now.
"I'll have us beamed to sickbay," Polly argued with her unwilling husband, "I'm not going to let you walk Thomas, and that's the end of it!" She glared down at him as he struggled to get up. "The doctor clearly said you weren't allowed up yet. You lost a lot of blood when that thing struck you down, and you'll need time to recover!"
She tapped her combadge before TJ could respond again. "Computer, two to beam to Conqueror's main sickbay." Seconds later, ship sickbay was replaced by starbase sickbay and just as they fully materialised, a Vulcan wearing a teal uniform came walking in. "Doctor!" Polly called as soon as she got her bearings, "please assist me. My husband insists he's well enough to get up, but he's still very weak. Please convince him to stay put?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2007 12:51:05 GMT
Salek had only just arrived to the main sickbay when a hysterical woman beamed in with a pale looking human captain.
"Please, calm down Madam", Salek said, "And let me be the judge of is your husband well enough or not.", he said
"Now Captain", Salek said turning to him, "I understand you have suffered extensive trauma injuries on your mission. Apparently an alien life form has used your body as a "pin cushion" I believe the term used to describe your injuries was?", Salek questioned
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Post by pollyedwards on Feb 6, 2007 20:34:18 GMT
Polly gawked at the Vulcan upon his use of human slang. She'd never expected a Vulcan doctor to make such jokes. Completely speechless, she glanced from Salek to TJ and back to Salek. "Yes, pin-cushion is the correct term," she finall answered, "now, please tell him he needs rest? He just won't listen to me..."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2007 3:07:53 GMT
"Now Captain", Salek said turning to him, "I understand you have suffered extensive trauma injuries on your mission. Apparently an alien life form has used your body as a 'pin cushion' I believe the term used to describe your injuries was?" He was definitely weak, though he didn't want to admit it to Polly...
"Perhaps not a 'pin cushion', Doctor... 'Tis more like sliced beef I'm feelin'..."
TJ managed a weak smile to go along with his weak joke.
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Post by pollyedwards on Mar 1, 2007 20:22:09 GMT
"Aye," Polly agreed while she fussed over her husband, "now lay back down and let me attend to you. You lost a lot of blood and you need rest!" She rolled her eyes at the Vulcan doctor. "Seriously, Starfleet captains make the worst patients! Aggravating isn't it!"
She mock-glared at TJ. "Tis good the Hepta left wi'out you," she drawled, "or you would've exhausted yourself." She made a show of tucking him in, until he was almost rendered immobile. "Now if you stay put I'll come back soon with your favourite dish, and is there anything else I can get for you while I'm at it?"
Polly stepped back a few paces to admire her handiwork, then smiled at Salek. "Keep him there will you? I'll be going as soon as he tells me what else he might need. However..." She smiled suggestively. "Perhaps you'd like to release him in my care in a few hours, when he's had some rest. Then I'll just pamper him in my quarters and I promise he'll get all the rest you prescribe."
She noted a glint of horror in TJ's eyes, though it quickly vanished. She leaned in to him. "Promises made is promises kept," she whispered, "I am different now, I repented and I am still repenting for my sins. You know I love you and I would never hurt you, not now. And you know how sorry I still am for what I did to you and I am trying my very best to make it up to you. I promise you'll be spoiled when you're released, and I ask nothing in return. Have I asked anything of you so far?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2007 19:28:28 GMT
... "Now if you stay put I'll come back soon with your favourite dish, and is there anything else I can get for you while I'm at it?" TJ was torn between two feelings here. A part of him appreciated the care Polly was attempting to give him, and another part was embarrassed by the attention. He was not yet used to Polly's new attitude, and though he admitted reluctantly (to himself, at least), that she was far more likable than she had been since they had been on her mother's planet in the shadow of the guillotine, he was still far too used to thinking of her as a dangerous adversary, the spawn of Sean O'Shaserra. Old habits that pegged her in that light were hard to break.
"No," he answered her. "'Tis no more than that I'd desire of ye.... Unless, perhaps..."
Here, his voice trailed off in thought, and to himself he added, "And even that I'd prefer ye not be bringin'!"At the threat of being in Polly's quarters again while she enforced Salek's orders for rest, TJ's eyes widened greatly and his face paled to an ashen color. He still remembered vividly his experience and the pain involved when he had been her captive earlier. His voice still gone from the terror of the memory, it was all the Irishman could do to shake his head in response. No, since the marriage she had behaved herself as the model wife.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2007 19:40:02 GMT
S'reena walked into sickbay, carrying her youngest son. She glanced around, searching for Salek; Jayvee had been crying non-stop ever since the Hanson had docked and it had diven the Hope family near to despair as no doctor had been able to help the young boy. The infant wailed loudly as his mother looked to be close to tears herself. "Salek?" S'reena called, while installing the child on a biobed, activating the restraining forcefield to keep the child from falling off.
She spotted her Vulcan friend coming from a different ward. "Salek, he's sick again," she explained, "and we can't find what's wrong with him. It's not the spacesickness you diagnosed earlier, he seems to have been cured from that. Please help us?"
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The Romulan left her friend alone with the boy, knowing he would be in extremely good hands. That, and she didn't want to annoy the Vulcan by hovering over her son and be in the doctor's way. Instead she walked into the direction Salek had come from, curious to see who else would be in sickbay. A young woman emerged from a closed ward and she looked troubled; almost as troubled as S'reena herself.
"Greetings," the Romulan called, startling the young woman from her thoughts.
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"Captain Edwards? I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of meeting him," S'reena answered, smiling thinly, "why don't I keep an eye on him while you're away and get some rest." The Romulan walked on, passing Polly, and entered the small private ward. "Captain?" she called, calling Edwards' attention, "I'm Commander S'reena Hope, Hanson's first officer. I thought the Hepta was out on a mission? Did you miss your ship's departure call?"
It was a lousy attempt at being humorous and S'reena knew it. "I'm sorry," she added, "my son is very ill and the doctor's can't find what's wrong with him. Salek is my last hope, so far he's always been able to help me and my family."
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Post by pollyedwards on Mar 9, 2007 20:45:38 GMT
Polly spotted the Romulan before the older woman spotted her and she started to divert her course out of sickbay. She had things to do and she needed to attend to them as soon as possible for she had made her husband a few promises she intended to keep. However as luck - or lack thereof - had it, the Romulan came straight for her.
"Hi," Polly answered, "are you going to see Captain TJ Edwards? If you're lucky he's still awake, otherwise you may have to come back later. He's been ordered plenty of rest, though I'm sure he'll be aching for some company."
"No?" Polly looked surprised. Here was a starfleet officer, a commander no less, and she had never met the famous TJ Edwards. "And who might you be then?" She nodded as the woman introduced herself. "Ah yes I've heard of you," she answered curtly, "I'm Polly Edwards, the captain's wife. Now if you'll excuse me I've got things to do. Goodbye."
Polly didn't like nor trust Romulans very much as she had little reason to do so in her young life. "I'll talk to you later doctor," she called after Salek, who seemed engrossed in examining a young Vulcanoid child. "Must be the commander's child," Polly muttered, casting an envious look at the young boy, who was the spitting image of his mother.
The young woman hurried out of sickbay and back to her quarters, only to come back two hours later with a large plate stacked with food. "As promised," she smiled, approaching her husband, who was still in conversation with the Romulan, "your dinner." She cast a disapproving look at S'reena, silently willing her to go away and leave them alone.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2007 0:39:22 GMT
S'reena walked into sickbay, carrying her youngest son... [and placed him] on a biobed, activating the restraining forcefield to keep the child from falling off. ...
The Romulan left [Salek] alone with the boy....
"Captain?" she called, calling Edwards' attention, "I'm Commander S'reena Hope, Hanson's first officer. I thought the Hepta was out on a mission? Did you miss your ship's departure call?"
It was a lousy attempt at being humorous and S'reena knew it. "I'm sorry," she added, "my son is very ill and the doctor's can't find what's wrong with him. Salek is my last hope, so far he's always been able to help me and my family." TJ looked up toward the source of the voice. His recognition was slow, due to the medications that had been injected into him, but he knew he had seen S'reena before. It wasn't until she identified herself as the First Officer of the Hanson that his dulled mental state was able to place her, and then he couldn't believe his slowness to recognize. He had met her when he was on his training cruise years earlier.
"Ah, S'reena, me good friend," he smiled weakly. "'Tis pleased I am t' see ye again. But I'm assurin' ye that 'tis not of me own doin' I'm missin' me command. I was on me way in when th' call went out, an' would ye not be knowin' it, I planted me foot on a bit o' th' stray sod. Next thing I'm knowin', I'm here in Sickbay on th' starbase."
TJ managed a grin again, knowing the woman questioning him would not believe his excuse; he hoped she found it amusing.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2007 19:05:11 GMT
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"Stray sod huh?" S'reena replied while sitting on the edge of the bed, "would that stray sod have been a large flaming sword?" At the widening of TJ's eyes, the Romulan guessed that she was right. "This is a large base, word gets around captain. Especially with your wife telling tales of your heroism."
She smiled towards young Polly as she re-entered the private ward with a large plate which she placed on TJ's lap, thereby shooing S'reena away. "I hear your husband is quite the hero mrs Edwards."
Polly forced herself to smile at the older woman, who used to be one of her husband's instructors while he trained in the academy himself. "Yes, he is. Now would you please let him eat his dinner? Doctor Salek ordered him to rest and your presence isn't giving him any."
S'reena's smile darkened. "I go where I please Miss Edwards, and while my son is being treated by Doctor Salek, I am free to give your husband some company and catch up on old times. You may be his wife, but you don't own him.'
Polly's smile equally darkened. "He needs his rest commander, and I will see to it that he gets it. Please leave." She glanced towards TJ, a concerned frown creasing her forehead. He looked pale and weak, but otherwise pleased to see an old friend. Seeing him frown up at her made her heart ache. "Oh very well, stay for a bit, but make sure he eats his dinner. I have a few things to do now."
S'reena watched Polly leave, then nodded towards the food. "You heard the lady," she grinned, "better eat your greens before the missus gets a fit. How did this happen anyway? I heard you got married but I don't recall you having a girlfriend before? She looks like a feisty girl, but also sounds like she's being a very good wife to you. She seems to take your welfare very seriously."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2007 21:57:05 GMT
"I will... attempt to determine what is wrong with him. Do not... worry", Salek said as S'reena left him on the bed next to Salek
It has been a while since he did some paediatrics, but he would eventually manage to determine what is wrong with the boy. He laid the boy down on his back and gently palpated his abdominal region. After determining it was normal he decided to examine Traube's area for air in the stomach. It was not a usual problem but perhaps the child was suffering from it. He found Traube's space which was shaped by the inferior border of the lungs and liver and the anterior part of the spleen. After percussing the area he determined that there seems to be more air in there then there should be so he pulled out the tricoder and determined that he was indeed correct.
The air that was supposed to be absorbed in the body or to go out through the mouth was instead remaining in the stomach and causing the child problems. But this was something he could resolve. He composed a compound that was going to allow the nitrogen from the air to be absorbed into the blood in a form that would not hurt the baby and would then be removed from the body via the urine. After administering the compound he added a mild tranquilizer that would remove the pain that was caused by the air compressing the arteries which were supplying the fundus of the gaster.
"Commander S'reena", Salek called when the child stop crying, "Can you come over here", he questioned
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2007 19:56:54 GMT
Worry crossed her face when S'reena heard the Vulcan doctor call for her. "Please excuse me,' she told TJ, then hurried back towards sickbay's main area. "Will he be all right?" she called, as she approached.
She saw Salek stand beside the biobed, gently holding the now quiet toddler in his arms. The boy's head was resting on Salek's shoulder, quietly sucking on his thumb while his gaze was distant. At Salek's nod, she took her son from him and Jayvee wrapped his free hand around his mother's neck. "What was wrong with him?" S'reena asked quietly, while hugging her son close.
The Romulan listened quietly as the Vulcan explained to her that air was being retained in his stomach and that was causing his discomfort. "He should be all right now," Salek reassured her, then handed her a hypospray and several vials. "Over the next week, administer 5cc of this to him twice a day," he explained, "if his symptoms persist, come back then and we will examine him further."
Against all protocol, S'reena stepped up to Salek and took him in a brief but firm embrace. "Thank you," she whispered, smiling through her tears, "you alway seem to be there whenever I need you most." It was at such times that S'reena realised that the Vulcan was the only true friend she had. "I'll leave you to your tasks now, I was talking to Captain Edwards." She wiped the tears from her eyes. "Talking about old times, when Admiral Keztrek was still captain of the Hanson. He was but a cadet then."
She gave Salek another hug before returning to TJ's ward. "He's going to be fine," she assured the young captain, while showing him her young son. "This is Jayvee, he's the youngest of the lot. You may remember Kahlan? Well Jayvee is now about 14 months old, and he's the youngest of my triplets. He's also the one with the most medical problems...."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2007 19:04:42 GMT
Tired and undeniably moody, Tony Marcell stepped off the transport, rubbing his neck, attempting to remove the weariness from his body. It had been an unusually long transport.
His cousins had insisted he stay for the drinking celebration of Drejthek's wedding, and by the time it was over the only vessel leaving that day for Conqueror was an old independently owned one with over 25 stops on it's schedule.
Of course he had the option of staying the extra night and catching one in the morning....but the idea of spending another morning waking up with loud klingons and a human-ancestory induced hang-over was not a pleasant one. While the other klingons could growl and laugh off 10 mugs of blood wine, he was welcomed almost every morning by a headache ready to split his faintly-ridged forehead. It was those mornings he damned his bloodline.
The moment his foot touched the starfleet-built floor he was accostered by a young man in a blue cadets uniform. "Captain Marcell?" he said with a false tone of confidence, he was looking quite nervous.
"Yes."
"Hi, umm," The cadet cleared his throat before launching into a obviously prepared speech, "I've been assigned to maintain health protocol on the starbase. The incoming personel information informed me that you have been on Quo'nos for over a year. I'm going to have to ask you to come to sickbay to make sure you haven't picked up any virus', or illness that could be spread to others."
Tony raised an eyebrow, one of his favorite facial expressions and one he hadn't had the pleasure of using in a while, "You're not serious."
"I'm going to have to insist." The young man shifted his stance awkwardly.
Looking him up and down, deciding whether or not this was one of the old cadet training tricks- sending the medical cadet to get medical examinations of senior officers. "Who's you're superior medical officer at this moment?"
"Doctor Salek." Tony furrowed his brow. He had not told Salek of his return to starbase, in fact the only person he had been in contact with was Akleth, and that had been only briefly. Coming to the decision that he didn't have the energy or the will-power to argue with the cadet at this moment, for training purposes or not, he walked with him to the sickbay.
He walked into the sickbay.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2007 19:23:23 GMT
Michael Hope walked into sickbay, carrying his two youngest children. Kahlan and Yarna followed closely behind their father; they were going to check up on their youngest brother who had been brought to sickbay earlier. Michael had some business to discuss with Salek anyway as rumour had it that Salek was once again returning to the Hanson to offer his medical services.
"Uncle Tony!" 4-year old Yarna suddenly cried, rushing away from her father and up to the Klingon captain. She wrapped her arms around his leg tightly, while beaming up at the startled captain.
From TJ's room, S'reena heard her daughter's cry and she smiled at TJ. "Seems one of Starfleet's lost sheep finally returned home," she grinned, "I'll be back soon..." She stepped from the private ward and grinned at her former commanding officer.
"Why, if it isn't the wayward captain," she teased, walking up to the Klingon, "we've been very worried about you. I see Yarna's found you already; she just couldn't stop asking after you." Gently she disentangled her daughter from the still stunned captain's leg and gave her a nudge to go play with her siblings.
Then, she walked up closer to him and embraced him in a tight hug. "Never disappear on us like that again captain," she whispered as she released him, tears forming in her eyes.
"Indeed," Michael commented, "but it's good to see you back in one piece. Will you be staying?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2007 23:28:18 GMT
Polly's smile equally darkened. "He needs his rest commander, and I will see to it that he gets it. Please leave." She glanced towards TJ, a concerned frown creasing her forehead. He looked pale and weak, but otherwise pleased to see an old friend. Seeing him frown up at her made her heart ache. "Oh very well, stay for a bit, but make sure he eats his dinner. I have a few things to do now."
S'reena watched Polly leave, then nodded towards the food. "You heard the lady," she grinned, "better eat your greens before the missus gets a fit. How did this happen anyway? I heard you got married but I don't recall you having a girlfriend before? She looks like a feisty girl, but also sounds like she's being a very good wife to you. She seems to take your welfare very seriously. In his present condition refusal to comply would simply be looked upon as egoism, so with a resigned sigh, TJ began eating self-consciously.
TJ related in brief how he had been forced into marrying the O'Shassera girl against his will; how she had imprisoned him in her quarters and slandered his character, resulting in a choice of a public beheading or marrying the then-penitent abductor.
As he related these instances, his mind fell on the image of Deis and a tear began to flow. He still was very much fond of her, and now, even if their starbase time coincided, a relationship with her would be impossible. Marriage was for life.
He spoke fondly of Deis to S'reena, but agreed that Polly had indeed shown a change, and working hard toward being a good wife.
He sighed, and paused over his half-eaten dinner.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2007 18:03:33 GMT
Without warning Tony found himself staggering backwards, a creature attatched to his leg. Fighting his initial instinct to shake it off he instead excercised starfleet-level caution and looked to see what it was.
"Uncle Tony!!" 'It' was not a creature, she was his god-daughter Yarna. Regaining his balance, he pet her head awkwardly, attempting to have her relinquish his leg back to him.
"Woah, hello there, Yarna.... mind if I have my leg back?" Tony had never been good with children, but for some strange reason his god-daughter had developed a strange attachment to him. She looked like she had grown at least a foot, though he doubted it was that much, in the over two years he had been away. She didn't relent in her mission to capture his leg but luckily he saw a familiar face stepping towards him.
"Why, if it isn't the wayward captain," S'reena Hope smiled. His former first officer knelt down and disengaged her daughter from Tony. "We've been very worried about you. I see Yarna's found you already; she just couldn't stop asking after you." Yarna exhibited what Tony could only describe as the '[word deleted]-off look' (she had inherited it from her mother) as she found herself being directed away from the reunion.
Now in a suprising turn of events S'reena went forward and hugged him. "Never disappear on us like that again captain." She said and Tony was amazed to see tears in her eyes. Throughout their years together had rarely seen this.
S'reena was the strong, stubborn woman who refused to go to sickbay when it was only her own health at risk, or at other times S'reena: the caring, slightly sentimental family woman who would do anything for her children. But, S'reena: the crying, hugging woman? Not usually.
Michael, S'reena's husband had approached as well, "Indeed, but it's good to see you back in one piece. Will you be staying?"
"I haven't really decided yet. I just knew 2 years on Quo'nos was enough for me." He gave a faint smile.
S'reena had recovered herself for the most part, "I still don't understand why you left..."
"Sure you do, I doubt you forgot the day I attempted to kill you? I thought a bit of counselling could deal with.....that. Just foolish wishful thinking on my part unfortunately. But...spending time with my klingon side....becoming comfortable with it- I think it helped." Tony still didn't feel totally at ease discussing the events around his, as the therapists had put it, 'break-down', but it was a nessacary part of life.
Out of the side room an Irish voice floated out, it's tone's lilting in it's familiar, pleasant way. "Ye know, tis not me own stubborness that be doin' this, but I am truly not wanting t' eat this meal ye been preparing fer me."
A smile stretched across Tony's face, "No way." He said and then made the few strides into the side, S'reena following behind him.
"TJ, old man!"
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"Sure you do, I doubt you forgot the day I attempted to kill you? I thought a bit of counselling could deal with.....that. Just foolish wishful thinking on my part unfortunately. But...spending time with my klingon side....becoming comfortable with it- I think it helped."
S'reena released the Klingon from her tight hug and held him at arm's length, before hugging him once more. "Forgotten no," she managed, "but it was forgiven a long time ago. You weren't yourself, and it was my fault to begin with. I made a wrong judgement, which made you feel betrayed. Anyway, it's in the past now, let's leave it there?"
Tony nodded, then both turned as they heard a strong irish voice coming from the private ward S'reena had just left. "No way," the Klingon grinned.
"Oh yes," S'reena answered with a grin that matched her friend's, "Captain Edwards is cooped up here in sickbay...and being tended to by his wife. She's a bossy lass, that one, but one with her heart in the right place now. She cares deeply for her husband, but I think she's a tad too protective of him. And he doesn't seem to like that."
Together they walked back to TJ, who looked rather annoyed as his wife scurried away from his side to evade his wrath. She looked scared and equally annoyed. "Polly," S'reena called, motioning for the woman to come to her, "why don't you leave here for a while, while we try to calm your husband down? Please take my children and take care of them for a few hours."
The young Irish woman gazed up at the Romulan in surprise, even while Michael and TJ gasped in surprise. S'reena however ignored them and nodded encouragingly; she knew Polly was very good with young children and she wished to aid the girl in gaining some confidence and trust from her peers. After the girl had left, S'reena glared down at the Hepta commanding officer. "Did you have to scare her like that? She went through quite an effor to cook that dinner for you, preparing every step of it by hand. And you repay her kindness with harsh words? She deserves better treatment than that Captain Edwards, even if the circumstances of your union were less than ideal."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2007 0:00:01 GMT
Out of the side room an Irish voice floated out, it's tone's lilting in it's familiar, pleasant way. "Ye know, tis not me own stubbornness that be doin' this, but I am truly not wanting t' eat this meal ye been preparing fer me."
A smile stretched across Tony's face, "No way." He said and then made the few strides into the side, S'reena following behind him.
"TJ, old man!" Together they walked back to TJ, who looked rather annoyed as his wife scurried away from his side to evade his wrath. She looked scared and equally annoyed. "Polly," S'reena called, motioning for the woman to come to her, "why don't you leave here for a while, while we try to calm your husband down? Please take my children and take care of them for a few hours."
The young Irish woman gazed up at the Romulan in surprise, even while Michael and TJ gasped in surprise. S'reena however ignored them and nodded encouragingly; she knew Polly was very good with young children and she wished to aid the girl in gaining some confidence and trust from her peers. After the girl had left, S'reena glared down at the Hepta commanding officer. "Did you have to scare her like that? She went through quite an effort to cook that dinner for you, preparing every step of it by hand. And you repay her kindness with harsh words? She deserves better treatment than that Captain Edwards, even if the circumstances of your union were less than ideal." Even in his weakened state, TJ’s face beamed at the entry of his old friend and shipmate, Tony Marcell.
“Old man, is it you’re callin’ me now?” he teased.
He reached up to take the Klingon’s hand, and grasped it fondly, though without a great deal of strength, since that had been temporarily drained from him by his wounds.
He had not as yet gotten comfortable with his wife’s presence, and so appreciated S’reena’s request that Polly leave the area for a time. He listened to S’reena’s rebuke, and slowly nodded.
“Perhaps she does,” he acquiesced. “But ‘twill be takin’ a long while for me t’ be showin’ it t’ her.”
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