05-18-2025, 07:36 PM
Peter spoke softly to her, and for that moment, the rest of Sickbay faded into a blurry background. “Just get better.” He said, and Artie smiled shyly at him in response. Their eyes were locked onto each other, and she wanted so badly to kiss him, to grab him until they were both in pain, and her blood from her wounds smearing all over them as evidence of where her body had touched his.
“I should get back to the bridge and let Dr. Cassidy and the others work.” This was the workplace, and the Security Chief and the First Officer should not be making eyes at each other, much less undressing each other with those eyes. “Get well soon.”
She wanted to rip his clothes off, and feel the pain on her arms and hands from the burns as she…
First Officer Jensen walked away, and Art’s thoughts trailed off into simply images, allthewhile the woman thinking that Klingons really were masochists. A snicker escaped her as she thought of her family lineage, and how she really didn’t want to know how things went in the bedroom between her Klingon father and her Human mother.
As a doctor she didn’t know stopped the First Officer on his way out, Art shifted her weight - or at least tried to. The noise that came out of her was something between a grunt and a low growl, and the skin on her hands sent searing pain through her nerve endings. She shouldn’t have put her hands down flat on the bed to help her move, but it was natural for her to use her hands, and she didn’t usually have to think about moving in a way that didn’t cause her pain.
“Hey nurse?” The Chief of Security called out, directing her voice to the nearest person. To her ears, her voice sounded strained, but she did her best to correct that as she continued her request. “Can I get a dermal regenerator over here? Can’t exactly hold a weapon if my hands don’t work.” The words by themselves sounded crass, but at least Art put a smirk on the end of that sentence.
==Tags to Medical! Gemmie outta here!==
“I should get back to the bridge and let Dr. Cassidy and the others work.” This was the workplace, and the Security Chief and the First Officer should not be making eyes at each other, much less undressing each other with those eyes. “Get well soon.”
She wanted to rip his clothes off, and feel the pain on her arms and hands from the burns as she…
First Officer Jensen walked away, and Art’s thoughts trailed off into simply images, allthewhile the woman thinking that Klingons really were masochists. A snicker escaped her as she thought of her family lineage, and how she really didn’t want to know how things went in the bedroom between her Klingon father and her Human mother.
As a doctor she didn’t know stopped the First Officer on his way out, Art shifted her weight - or at least tried to. The noise that came out of her was something between a grunt and a low growl, and the skin on her hands sent searing pain through her nerve endings. She shouldn’t have put her hands down flat on the bed to help her move, but it was natural for her to use her hands, and she didn’t usually have to think about moving in a way that didn’t cause her pain.
“Hey nurse?” The Chief of Security called out, directing her voice to the nearest person. To her ears, her voice sounded strained, but she did her best to correct that as she continued her request. “Can I get a dermal regenerator over here? Can’t exactly hold a weapon if my hands don’t work.” The words by themselves sounded crass, but at least Art put a smirk on the end of that sentence.
==Tags to Medical! Gemmie outta here!==