<<occurs sometime between Mnemosyme's first meeting with Vlimar and drinks later.>>
=/\= Begin Log =/\=
Alecto dropped from the cockpit of her Hybrid Bowfighter landing heavily on the deck. The pain in her arm was fairly intense but she easily ignored it. In the small spare parts compartment at the rear of the fighter she pulled out a small black case and shut the compartment back up. She remotely armed the security and went over to sit on a nearby crate.
Mnemosyme was still people watching ignoring the latest message from her boss. She had changed sites where she would practice her profiling skills. this new place was much more interesting as she could give into flights of fancy if she desired in spinning a tale. However, when an Errassian diplomat arrived Nym couldn't ignore her curiosity any longer. She walked closer and watched the woman intently.
Noting the interest she was getting from the sidelines Alecto said "Here hold this for a moment" and tossed the black case to the woman with her remaining good arm. Now unencumbered Alecto stripped off the top half of her flight suit ignoring the pain as the crusted scab on her right arm tore away from the deep cut. "Get me out a bottle of the alcohol in there would you?"
Nym caught the bag and was about to set it down upon hearing the question. She gave a slight nod and pulled out one of the bottles and handed it to the other woman. "I could fix that up for you if you'd want," Nym offered. {Normally I wouldn't bother to be so helpful but it almost seems like she can hardly use it. Surely a little first aid won't hurt.}
Noting the interest she was getting from the sidelines Alecto said "Here hold this for a moment" and tossed the black case to the woman with her remaining good arm. Now unencumbered Alecto stripped off the top half of her flight suit ignoring the pain as the crusted scab on her right arm tore away from the deep cut. "Get me out a bottle of the alcohol in there would you?"
Nym caught the bag and was about to set it down upon hearing the question. She gave a slight nod and pulled out one of the bottles and handed it to the other woman. "I could fix that up for you if you'd want," Nym offered. {Normally I wouldn't bother to be so helpful but it almost seems like she can hardly use it. Surely a little first aid won't hurt.}
Alecto pour the alcohol over the wound and a little into the wound itself to make sure it was clean. "That's okay. I've got this one covered. If you can pass me what looks like a oversized tube of super glue next please."
Nym shrugged and got out the requested tube. Instead of handing it to the other woman, Nemosyme grabbed her arm and started to repair the injured arm. however she quickly changed her mind and handed the tube over when she noticed the slight glow in her finger tips. "Sorry, I shouldn't have been so impulsive," Nym started, "or intrusive," she finished as she began to walk away.
"Stay you may find this interesting." Alecto squeezed the contents of the tube into the wound and pressed both sides of the wound together. "This stuff essentially works like super glue but is based around biological cells so in essence is replacement tissue. It numbs the area around the wound and restores muscle attributes within 20 seconds. The Alliance developed it for use on the battlefield and is a hell of a lot less fiddly an lot more robust than most Federation medical tools."
"I'll take your word for it. I don't use the infirmaries for much more than to have the mandatory physical done," Nym said honestly.
"I avoid using them at all, hence why I'm familiar with field surgery tools." Alecto replied evenly.
Nym nodded, "Like I said I didn't mean to be intrusive and you super glue seems to be doing its job." She did a precision turn and began to retreat. {I need to find better things to do with my down time.}
Alecto looked up "Thank you for your concern anyway. It's not often someone on your side would even look twice at an injured Erassian especially a Hybrid like myself given all the general distrust emanated out by the higher ups. I guess I owe you a drink next time I see you off duty."
"Its not a problem and I'm usually pretty good at picking out the trouble and staying away from it," Nym said; while thinking {now before we get to names would be a good time to get away.}
"The thanks remain anyway Lieutenant Nyx...and speaking of trouble I should probably go and report in to General Ivanov before he sends a Bloodhound unit after me. It was nice talking to you." Alecto pushed herself up without too much difficulty and walked back over to her fighter where she climbed up to the cockpit to retrieve a few items.
=/\= End Log =/\=
Ambassador Alecto Ayami
Erassian
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2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx
Jr. Counselor
SB 234 - Unity
