You saw my pain, washed out in the rain (OPEN)

[astrogator]

Who: Arilanna Tayrey and YOU!
Where: The infirmary
When: Early October
What: Visit her! Or visit the infirmary for another reason and notice her.
Warnings: Head injury and its consequences, discussion of violence, possession, and the ethics of torture.
Notes: Also works as a catch-all for later threads when she's better!



1. But you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart

[This is what it takes to get Lieutenant Tayrey to actually rest. A nasty head injury with concussion. She's been in and out of consciousness for days, and while she's out of danger now, she's staying put. This is new territory; while the infirmary is well-supplied and Doctor Watson is very competent, the resources here don't compare to the advanced technology of the Tradelines. Her genetic enhancements protect her, mean that she heals quickly, but she can't tell just how long it might take - and given what she witnessed on her visits to Earth's past, she's very worried about infection.

That and function, although she's held off on running cognitive tests on herself just yet, in case the medicines she's taking have some side-effects. (She needn't worry, Cardalek genetics are more impressive than even Miri Carrington realised, and she'll be fine.)

Now, however, she's well enough to sit up in bed, her head bandaged. Despite everything, she's still wearing her Tradeline jacket. It keeps her warm, and it's a comfort, and now that she's feeling a little better, she's once again concerned with the impression she's giving. It's her intention to stay as cheerful as she can, not complain about the pain or the unfairness of the situation. Physical injury was always a hazard of her job, and she'd been taking a risk by trying to use Harvey for her own purposes.

When a visitor arrives, she might be sipping a mug of Cardalek coffee, or trying to braid her hair to keep it neat and away from the bandages, or watching a comforting old episode of For the Company on her slate computer. Using the computer for work isn't advisable yet, but holovids are no trouble.]

2. So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light

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Comments

[abhorrently]

[Fever takes a moment to consider it, reviewing it in her head. there's a level of trust implied that's difficult to extend, without knowing the full potential consequences. death would be too simple, and a reputation hit would be too simple as well. still, there will be chances, she believes, to push just a little. to see what kind of commander she's signing up with. she'll figure it out. improvise through it.

and then she nods.]

Danger isn't a deterrent. Tell me what you need.

[astrogator]

[She's trusting Fever, of course. Not to run straight to her enemies with the information. But that's Tayrey's way, she'll extend trust until you let her down, and then she'll never forgive it. She might not know the woman well, but she recognises that burning desire to get home easily enough.]

There's the rocket. We'll have to build part of it, and I can handle that, but it'll take time and it'll need to be absolutely right.

Then the launch itself. Our captors will need to be distracted. I mean to have people setting fires around the ship, and breaking other arbitrary rules in ways that will draw attention. And another distraction effort by the bridge. Possibly an attempt at a break-in. Highly unlikely to work. Doesn't need to, just to keep attention away from our real objective - getting that rocket outside this universe.

So. [Another small smile.] Where can I put you on launch day?

[abhorrently]

Causing chaos is easy. Your rocket - I'm not much of a builder. All I have is my sorcery, and I'm not sure how much use it can be, or how much of this is going to come with more magical components, though I assume you'll need some if you want to breach the boundary.

[so in that case, they do need to pierce the veil.]