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New World, Beginnings, & Opportunities – Aiofemi

Posted Oct. 28, 2022, 4:28 p.m. by Civilian Samikah Jaxsyn (Administrative Assistant, Medical & Social Services) (Mika Jackson)

Posted by Civilian Aiofemi T. Oshiro (Director of Medical and Social Services) in New World, Beginnings, & Opportunities – Aiofemi

Posted by Civilian Samikah Jaxsyn (Administrative Assistant, Medical & Social Services) in New World, Beginnings, & Opportunities – Samikah

Posted by Civilian Aiofemi T. Oshiro (Director of Medical and Social Services) in New World, Beginnings, & Opportunities – Aiofemi
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As the tiny shuttle sped through the planetary system, the turbulence intensified. The rocking back and forth of the cabin made the passengers’ heads bob from side to side, and the lights cut off momentarily then quickly came back on. The luggage stored at the bottom of the shuttle made loud thuds as they crashed against each other with each shake and shift. Aiofemi and Samikah were two of seven passengers aboard the aircraft. In the triple fused windows, which were designed to withstand high pressures and reentry temperatures, the fifth planet came into view, so did the massive Spaceport that was orbiting it and Aiofemi sat up, carefully placing one hand on the window as she stretched her neck to get a better look at both the planet and the station.
“Mikah! Look how beautiful it is.” She looked back at her assistant, Samikah, whose hands were clenched to her chest and eyes pressed shut.

Ai Oshiro, Dir. Med. & Soc. Svcs.

Samikah did not open her eyes. “Uhhhh, I don’t want to see it! How long till we land?” she cried out through clenched teeth.

Mikah Jaxsyn, Admin Assist Med. & Soc. Svcs.

Aiofemi pressed her lips together to suppress her smile.
“I think we have about an hour or so left. We must land at the Spaceport first. Then we will take a shuttle to the colony.”

Ai Oshiro, Dir. Med. & Soc. Svcs.

“Oh, god! I can’t stay on here another hour!” Samikah exclaimed, then she stretched her hand out in Ai’s direction. “And we have to get on another shuttle? My astraphobia is making me nauseous.” She placed one hand on her stomach.

Mikah Jaxsyn, Admin Assist Med. & Soc. Svcs.

Ai reached down and pulled a handkerchief out of her Gorn leather tote, a gift that had been presented to her by her ex-husband after they were married on the USS Honshu. He said that many years ago his father had slain a Gorn in battle and had it’s skin made into a vest for his mother which she wore over a black tunic. Ai’s new husband had the vest repurposed into a bag for her because he knew she had an affinity for such items and a warrior’s vest would not have suited her. Ai had held on to it because one, her ex-husband would not accept it back and two, because of its rarity. As far as she knew no one else in the universe had a Gorn leather bag. She also retrieved a small bottle of peppermint oil from the bag, opened the bottle and dabbed a bit on the handkerchief then handed it to Mikah. “Here put this on your nose and breathe slowly through the nose and exhale through the mouth three times. It will help calm you and remove your nausea.” Then she took hold of Mikah’s hand and began to massage it to comfort her, “It’s okay, Mikah, I am certain you will not die on this shuttle or the other one today. You have a better chance of dying on OED V, you know. There are about 4 million beings living in the colony.”

Ai Oshiro, Dir. Med. & Soc. Svcs.

As she held the handkerchief to her nose, Mikah opened one of her tightly shut eyes and looked at Aiofemi. “That....is a terrible reassurance, Doctor. I am not convinced of my survival either way.”

Mikah Jaxsyn, Admin Assist Med. & Soc. Svcs.


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