Preparations.

Posted on Fri Nov 11th, 2022 @ 1:32pm by Lieutenant T'para & Lieutenant Leilani

1,008 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Episode 113 - No One Left Behind
Location: Medical bay three

There was never a dull moment on the starbase was the thought that was going through T'para head as the hybrid placed another box of of blood plasma into the fridge.

Preparing a medical bay for mass casualty was never easy. So much that could go wrong or be overlooked. Well, none of that was happening on her watch. She was a starfleet doctor and everyone was going to walk out of here.

A bump at her elbow snapped her out of her thoughts. Leilani her co wife and best friend for as long as she could remember smiled as she placed the box down next to her's. " You worry to much first." She said playfully with a smile that never failed not to raise the hybrids spirits.

There was something about her colleagues' dynamic that never failed to raise the Klingon nurse's spirits. Maybe it was the energy that they both shared. Maybe it was the refreshing cheer and dazzling smile that T'Para had despite being half Vulcan - a people commonly assumed to be smoothly logical and emotionless as their full-blooded counterparts were.

Well, whatever it was, there was simply something about the duo that simply made her smile, and smile she did as she worked hard on updating their manifest of equipment and medication. It was her job as head nurse, after all. Her duties could be boring at times but it was interactions like these that made her day.

T'para smiled herself as she replied to Leilani. " I know just worry about what could happen and about...."

" Xalanth will be fine. He's dealt with far worse." Came Leilani's response " Are imzadi will come back with another handful of medal within a few days. "

" Your right. Can you get the rest of the blood packs I need to get some of the new bio beds set up."

The betazoid nooded as she hurried off T'para watching her go as she did. Turning to the container of the temp bed she looked around for someone to help her move them. " B'Leyah you free?" She asked.

The Klingon perked up immediately - she was just about finished with her latest section of work anyway, and the rest of it would only ease out from there. "Yes, ma'am!" She chirped, "How may I assist?"

T'para picked up one of the silver slates which was around half her size. " Please just call me T'para. Need to get the temporary beds set up. Standard grid layout we could have a lot of incoming casualties. "

"Understood!" The slates might've been half the size of T'Para, of course, but for the taller and bulkier B'Leyah she carried them with no issue at all. The benefits of being Klingon are many, no matter which part of the universe you hail from. Configuring the temporary treatment beds wouldn't take long at all. "Our equipment manifests are complete, by the way. All I need to do is to return it to Operations verified."

" That's good. The last thing we need is the operation boys complaining about equipment not being on the lost." The hybrid replied as she placed the slate down on the ground. The program automatically activated as the temp bed started replicating and a grid pattern shot out across the floor indicating where the others had to be placed. A quick and easy-to-assemble causality ward. " The wonders of the fleets tech. How did we live without it." The doctor said out loud.

"There were simpler times when we didn't have a computer running sickbay or lines illuminating where we should put what," B'Leyah chortled. "I think the answer is 'we made it somehow.' I can't imagine the simpler times well either."

"You and ma'am Leilani make an adorable pair, by the way."

" Thanks. When you are friends with someone as long as we've been you developed a rather special bond." her reply came. She'd meet the batozoid back in high school. It felt like a lifetime ago which by what the two of them had been through it probably was.

"I don't really have anyone like that - but I'm sure I eventually will." She replied. "What's it like being married to the chief of security? I've heard some rather nice things about him - I'm sure he's an equally amazing husband to you both..."

" He truly is. I know our relationship is far from normal even by federation standards, but I doubt any of us could think of life without him. He's an amazing husband, loving father and one of the best officers in the federation." her reply came with her tone showing the love in her voice.

"Oh, you." B'Leyah felt her cheeks grow warm as she chuckled. "Maybe I'll be just as happy as you both someday with someone - or someones - at my side to spend my life with. Possibly not another Klingon, though, considering how those seem to want to kill me for being a fake Klingon or so they say."

She didn't let that topic hang for too long. "Say. When we are finished with this mission I was thinking of visiting the beach on the holodeck - a Risian beach, of course, and I was wondering if you and ma'am Leilani would like to come?"

" We'd love to." came T'para reply. " We would need to make sure Xalanth and Fulvia can look after the girls and we will need to be carefully she is due soon."

"Wonderful! Dress comfortable!" She'd long stopped trying to ask about how many spouses the security chief had - she didn't know who this Fulvia was, honestly, but it wasn't too important. "And I'm sure we'll be able to respond right away if the baby comes, yes?"

" We will." Came the voice of the councillor as she returned with the two boxes of blood.

With that nice sentiment in mind B'Leyah promptly returned to work. They couldn't get to that point without finishing the mission at hand, of course, and to get there there were things to be done.

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