( CLOSED ) dead end girl

[realimperfect]

WHO: Re-L Mayer & Bones
WHERE: MedBay Probably
WHEN: February 1st
WHAT: Re-L was injured in the course of the Oros Mission - decides to trust Bones enough to have him make sure she's not too messed up.
WARNINGS: Probably minor ones for language, maybe mentions of blood? Nothing too major either way I don't believe. Will update if needed.

The trek back from the mission hadn't at all been what she'd been expecting. Of course, nothing like that could ever go to plan, that much she had been aware of, but considering all that had followed... Let's just say she'd spent the entire ride back to the Eluvio in a constant, bitter as all hell, silence. The source of her bad mood came from much more than the fact that she was down an arm as soon as they heard about thermonuclear explosions along the planet's surface - explosions that had been allowed because they'd infiltrated and had taken down the guarding security structure. Her own world was much the same as Oros would now be - entirely uninhabitable with a select few sent to space to both escape and, maybe, one day reclaim their home planet.

She's been given express orders, multiple times, that she would not be included on the mission to bring back Trilk and Feks that wished to come along with them, and to seek out medical before her arm had time to get worse.

Bones receives a begrudging message on the morning that they are due to return to the Eluvio, crisp as usual:

I need you to look at this arm. It's already probably had too long without real medical attention, but it's better than nothing.

Her regular rate of healing means that the injury is already beginning to heal up, the early stages, but still much more than a regular human by her every estimation and just.. well, by observing how everyone else is healing up. There's a slight concern, as she boards the Enterprise, holding her side for lack of a proper sling, that it may have healed too much already when it shouldn't have, but she tries to push that thought back for now. There wasn't much time to think about all of that at the moment, not with everything else going on. 

The sooner that she could be back in action, the better. 

Bones comes in to view and she gives a rather stark nod hello - then straight to business. 

"I'm concerned this may have been left too long." 

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[winscenario]

This is the part Jim can't help much with. He limits himself to handing Bones any tools he might need, then holding whatever he tells him to. He moves easily into the stance Bones needs him in, watching attentively and in complete silence as the doctor does his work with the same perfection and precision as ever.

His eye's still on Re-L, just in case. He's got a feeling she can handle pain just fine if the anaesthesia doesn't work as it should, but still it doesn't hurt to be ready to hold her down if she winces or pulls away. It'd make Bones's job that much harder, not to mention cause even more damage to her arm.

He eases up a little as Bones's work moves along smoothly, and once he starts cleaning and closing the wound, he nods and puts down the leftover tools before reaching for the hypospray, checking the tricorder and then loading up the listed antibiotics. He shoots Re-L a look while he does that, asking conversationally more than anything. "What's the dome? If you don't mind me asking."

[realimperfect]

At some point, Re-L ws going to have to learn how to trust a doctor - another doctor - whatever. That's not to say that if, somehow, Daedalus became revived and appeared on the Eluvio that sh wouldn't go to him when ill, but.. she may sneak in a visit to Bones, too. The fact that Daedalus had betrayed and stretched her trust had been a shock at the time, but, looking back on it she found it not to be all that shocking. The worst had been his creation of Real, and even now she wasn't particularly interested in thinking about that too long. McCoy explains what he's doing, and she gives a light nod, trying to maintain a certain level of calm despite how much she wasn't a fan of foreign instruments at her neck. "Understood. I'll let you know."

The effect of the hypospray spreads quickly, which is nice enough, though instead of watching what Bones is up to she closes her eyes, maintaining even keel breathing with a certain determination. "I can tell you it was the least enjoyable thing I've done in recent memory, but considering that I didn't know how long it would be until we were off planet I thought it best to at least remove the obvious bits." She pauses, for a moment, and then reports to Bones in a removed voice: "Maybe dial a little further up, next time. It's not incredibly painful but there's slight twinges."

Re-L's version of "slight twinges" is negligible, though, as she'd refuse to show it too much even if she felt every damn thing he did in stupid levels of pride.

It takes a moment for Jim's question to break through her concentration on her breathing, but once it does, she opens her eyes again to look over at him, as if it might seem too casual to just throw all of this out there for him without being able to gauge his expressions too. "My home, back in my world, was a domed city named Romdeau.. also referred to as 'The Cradle' from time to time. We lived in domes due to the Earth outside being a deadly, dusty, germ infested, nuclear wasteland. There used to be more cities than Romdeau but.. they were conquered or died off on their own."