Lost (part 2)

Posted on Fri Mar 14th, 2014 @ 10:37am by Commodore Samantha York & Lieutenant JG Marek Lovok [Lynx] & Lieutenant JG Teenah Spartacus & Sergeant Amarylis Beckinsale & Korok Lukk
Edited on on Sat Mar 15th, 2014 @ 3:19am

1,258 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Revenge
Location: Unknown

[CONTINUED]

[OLD]

"There are Orion Auras; slaver types and worst..." Spartacus went over to Korok and with the lightest touch began inspecting the bruising and gently touched certain key places. "IS anything broken that you can feel?" She look into the man's eyes. "I am a touch telepath and I wish to use that to help me narrow where you hurt, I cannot read thoughts but emotions, My heritage did not come from betazed so I was taught different ways and I can use those to help see where to bind your wounds and not if you let me?"

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Korok nodded and tried to point to his left side. "My ribs, a few feel slightly out of place, maybe cracked."

"Two of them..." Spartacus tried to contain the fact she felt the pain his body projected through the empathic link, her hands moving slowly to help focus more on the injury. "Any pain in the abdomen?" She knew the answer but wondered if it were just her link or if he felt it as well?

"Some of course, but after they bashed my ribs I forgot about the other painful spots." Korok said he tried to not be too uncomfortable about having some strange woman run her hands over his body. Regardless if she checked for wounds or not he really did not think his mate would appreciate it.

His discomfort was more than just pain according to his aura; he was feeling self concious, the dull colors of his aura were a sure sign he was not comfortable and if she continues the coloring might go darker. "If you want we can tear a jacket into strips and make som bandages to keep the ribs in place and might ease some of the pain but without a tricorder I am all but blind." Spartacus smiled. "Sorry a counselor, not a doctor, I have Emergency field Medic rating but that is all I can offer?"

"We could try jumping them," Sam said. "It's worth a try."

"What did you see out there?": she asked Korok.

Korok would have furrowed his brow if he could have. "There seems to be many rooms like this one, stacks upon stacks, at least three high or at least I think there are as there are lots of doors. That appear as you move by and then disappeared to look like that." He nodded towards the door. He paused in thought as he tried to remember what else he saw. As the door disappears a control panel appears and has to be touched in certain locations for the door to open." Korok paused for a moment as he could remember the details to a fine dessert, he thought he should then be able to remember specific's like this when duty called for it. "There are many guards, but they seem like they mostly spend their time moving those that are contained from one local to another. They put me in a room with a group of others who appeared to be others of mixed races. I saw mostly half klingons in the group I had been put with."

"I guess it is unreasonable to simply ask why and where we are?" Marek asked Sam.

"In a form of Hell." Spartacus noted. "The aura around here is one of ... Doom, not many expect to win all their fights." She could sense the auras of aliens and all seem to have accepted their fates, it would be hard to unite when all the candidates are downtrodden."

"Under the circumstances, they aren't likely to give us a direct answer," Sam added to Spartacus' words.

Korok tightened his shoulders at the woman's words, it was his motion that mean he was nervous but few would know it so instead of giving in to the words the woman said. He tried not to give in to despair, if he and the others could make it out of of some warped place, he certainly could escape this place. It seemed quite tangible. "We will get out of this place, in one piece and hopefully all together. So do not despair." Korok tried to sound positive when he said that but he also had expected everyone to leave the last place he was and his Captain had been left behind.

"It is a sense all around us." Spartacus mentioned. "What we believe is our own I think convincing anyone outside our group might take some real charismatic speeches as the Orions use despair and Gloom for control." Spartacus smiled. "Present company excluded. "I do not think the others around this cell believe there is a ship that will tear apart the universe to find us. That is the assurance we have, the Calypso WILL find us eventually."

"Then we will have to give others hope by NOT giving in," Sam said. She was determined to get out of this place. If there was a way in, there was a way out. "Alexandra will find us. She is a very determined woman. All we have to do is stay alive until she gets here."

"Korok, if you give me your jacket I can make it into strip bandages to help set your ribs and give you limited comfort?" She asked.

Korok growled slightly to himself as he pealed his jacket off with a small groan of pain. It was new and now it would be turned into bandages. He handed it to the green skinned woman. "Knife?" He asked her as he slid a very small one out of the backside of the belt shealth. The knife that had been against his back when they searched him, it was missed. It however did not look like much but it was extremely sharp and could make a bad puncture wound if it was used if Korok was close enough to someone and applied enough pressure.

"Why Thank you." Spartacus inspected the Knife for a second like a surgeon to a scalpel. "Would be nice for a girl to in keeping her virtue in tact." She shrugged.

Taking the jacket and the knife she started to 'field strip' the garment the seams were cut with precision for the maximum effect so not to allow much fraying of the threads. She cut the longer sleeves in a pattern and tied them together long enough to make a longer length that could be wrapped several times around Korok and with some light pressure keep the ribs held in place.

"Sorry for any discomfort, as you breathe the cloth will contour better to your body." She assured and handed the knife back. I am sure you will need it."

Marek got to his feet and paced. "Then what do you suggest we do Ensign?" He said to Sparta.

"Survive..." She reply simply and looked to the man. "The first thing is not to lose your head and observe, right now they are trying to scare us, make us feel hopeless. If you give into that emotion you will not be able to ... fight." She gestured to Korok. "Conserve your strength as we do not know when we will be fed, fight or whatever they decide." The Counselor tilt her head slightly. "Occupy your mind, think of what we can do right now; who is in need of comfort and who is down right ... scared?" She kind of admit without saying so.

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Ensign Teena Spartacus
Counselor

Korok
Lounge worker

Lieutenant JG Marek Lovok
Assistant Chief Engineer

Sergeant Amarylis Beckinsale
Marine

Commodore Samantha York
Commanding Officer

 

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