Posted April 30, 2021, 11:10 a.m. by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Crewman Quinn Emery Kindle (Yeoman / RTF) in Confined to a cell of Luxery
Casela opened her eyes. She’d been attempting to meditate. She was also thirsty. But even though she was out of sickbay she hurt too much and was far too stiff to get up. And there was nothing within reach to occupy her. She was also groggy from the pain meds and sedatives. She hated it and the feeling was making her panic. Gen was somewhere, and Ryder was on duty. But she was supposed to be asleep, but the feeling of being sedated was one she just couldn’t give in to. She tried. Sleep was better than this state of panic but she couldn’t sleep. She was unable to force herself to give into the grogginess brought on by the meds and so she’d attempted meditating but it didn’t help either.
Lt Synthi-er, CNSQuinn rang the chime as she stood outside the quarters. She held a basket of goodies for Cas. She had been very worried about her friend and since she heard Cas was on bed rest after her release from Sickbay she wanted to check in with her before she started her next shift.
Quinn Kindle, Yeoman, R T F, Cobb’s Angel
“Computer open the door.” The door slip open for Quinn and she would hear a quiet, slightly slurred, “In here,” coming from the bed room. Cas had no idea who was there but she figured if it was an intruder someone would already be in there with her, or the red alert klaxons would be going off. Either way it was a distraction.
Lt Synthi-er, CNSQuinn walked into the room and followed the sound of Cas’ voice, she gave her friend, mentor a cheeky grin, “Hey Stranger, think you can handle some chocolate or something?” she asked softly, she hoped her expression didn’t betray her consern too much, she was hoping she wasn’t keeping Cas from resting with her impromtu visit.
Quinn Kindle, Yeoman R TF Cobb’s Angel
Casela grinned tiredly, “I can always go for chocolate.” Her voice was slightly slurred and it bugged her and she had to speak slowly because her ribs and ab muscles were still tender from the surgery. “But really, if you would get me water, I will get you 100 skeins of the galaxy’s finest yarn. The medicine Knox gave me makes me thirsty and well,” the glass on the side table was empty and very small. “And lemon in the water.” Cas tried to push herself up to sitting a little more and maneuver the extra pillows, Gen and Ryder left with her, around her but eventually decided she was just too tired to care. “So how did I rank a visit from you? Surely Cobb is keeping you busy cooking?”
Lt Synthi-er, CNSQuinn moved forward and set the basket of treats with in easy reach of Cas, she then turned to get the water with lemon, she paused a moment and looked at Cas, curiously, “Lemon don’t you usually take lime in the water?” she asked lightly, as she brought the water over. She reached out a hand, pausing again to look at Cas, “Do you want a hand getting the pillows settled so you can sit up?” Quinn asked softly, she knew Cas generally did not like admitting to wanting or needing help but she offered just in case.
Quinn Kindle, Yeoman R T F Cobb’s Angel
Casela nodded, “I do but the lemon is a nice change after everything. The migraine makes my stomach ill, the inhibitor makes me fuzzy headed, and then in turn upsets my stomach. The acidity of the lemon helps.” She sighed and resisted the urge to growl at the pillow. “I suppose I do need help.” At best she was able to lean back on her hands while Quinn adjusted the pillows. Once Quinn was done she leaned back with a grimaced sigh. “I thought after three days in sickbay I’d at least be able to sit up alone.” But it wasn’t just her ribs that were healing it was her mind as well.
Cas glanced at the basket, with a conspiratorial grin, “you said something about chocolate?”
Lt Synthi-er, CNSQuinn grinned cheekily at Cas, “Chocolate croissants, chocolate lava cake, and few other things to, do you think you can handle a mochaccino with Andorian chocolate instead of milk chocolate?” She had other things in the basket too but she wasn’t going to show it off until she was certain that she wasn’t wearing Cas out.
Quinn Kindle, Yeoman R T F Cobb’s Angel
The mochaccino sounded divine but she shook her head. “I’m supposed to be ‘resting’ if I take in that much caffeine and Knox finds out he’ll heavily sedate me. But if those are your home made chocolate croissants you can just give me the whole plate. I don’t feel like sharing.” Casela grinned, she’d share with Quinn of course…well maybe. Usually Cobb took off with several while everyone else was trying to savor their first one. These were all going to be hers and she’d brag about it to Cobb later. “Come on sit down. Tell me what’s going on. I’m bored. They wouldn’t even let me have a PaDD to read in sickbay, and apparently they convinced Ryder and Gen I didn’t need one either because everything is out of reach.”
Lt Synthi-er, CNS
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