Medical Needs - Part 2
Posted on Wed Dec 31st, 2025 @ 2:25pm by Lieutenant Niami Troga & Lieutenant Ayumu Tanaka & Petty Officer 1st Class Corvus Hannah
Edited on on Wed Dec 31st, 2025 @ 2:25pm
958 words; about a 5 minute read
Mission:
What was Lost is Found
Location: Planet Kril'Es- Communal Refectory
Timeline: MD 6 - 1345
Hannah, having seen the group of infirmed entering the area shouldered his pack and moved over toward the doctor. "Do you want me to continue assessing and vaccinating or do you need a hand over here?" he asked Ayumu quietly.
"Keep the line moving for now," Ayumu instructed. "If I need assistance, I'll let you know."
Niami quietly moved around amongst the patients that were there. Running scans, checking their emotional state then moving on to the next person.
"Aye, Doctor," Hannah said as he prepared to reset his station and working on vaccinating the colonists for what they determined might be the most likely contagions brought to this world by the Valkyrie crew and others. He saw the counselor moving among the populace and trusted she would also let others know if there was something that her extraordinary senses would determine before the remainder of the medical staff could discern it. "Just do me a favor, Doctor," Hannah said with a grin. "Try not to eat bread anytime soon."
Ayumu stole a humorless glance in Corvus's direction. "Bread? Really?"
Hannah chuckled. "It's a fairy tale that will be a long story," he answered. "Just a reminder how literally kids can take what they overhear, especially when their entire world is turned sideways." With that, he went to return to his position to continue his assignment. Which, in due course, brought him face to face with the 'brat' Tomil Johnson.
Niami walked amongst the patients helping to direct them to where they would get care, she even worked on tending to the not so serious wounds. She heard the bread comment and turned with curiosity, "Bread? What are you refering to what fairy tale?"
Hannah chuckled. "it's from an old Terran fairy tale, they were supposed to be children's stories but were actually moral lessons in disguise, told in such a way that children were entertained and the morality was inserted into their subconscious. This particular one is about a young boy that traded an old used up cow for some 'magic beans'. When the beans sprouted they grew so tall they rose up toward the heavens. The boy climbed it and found himself in a new area with a giant who had several magical artifacts that helped improve the life of the boy and his mother - a magical harp, a rooster that laid golden eggs that were somehow both nutritious and enabled wealth," Hannah shrugged as that part never made sense to him, not for the least that roosters were male and didn't lay eggs, "and other fabulous treasures. There was also the giant that would attempt to grab jack so that he could roast him and eat him, and the giant proclaimed that he would grind Jack's bones into flour and make it into bread."
Hannah saw that some around them were listening, a few nodding their heads as if the story were familiar. It really was interesting how stories such as this managed to survive and come back, no matter were groups settled.
"My gram told me it as an ogre, not a giant!" one of the teenagers called out.
"My mom," a woman holding a baby on her hip, "told it that the giant ogre menaced things called goats."
Hannah nodded. Of course the stories would merge and twist and become some new hybrid and move off to have their own meanings.
"Did you have anything similar while growing up, Counselor?" Hannah asked.
"There was a tale of a flower monster which liked to live under a bridge. Sometimes it was nice, other times it was a rascal. It liked to pelt people with its blossoms. As for the troll and the three goats, my parents had come across a book which told that tale. It had been given to them during the recovery of Betazed." Niamia replied.
Hannah stopped for a moment to contemplate a monster pelting people with petals. "That sounds very....Betazoid," he finally managed to mutter with a shrug. "Though, I'd be interested in learning more about the morphing of the tale over the centuries. See if it follows the same type of pattern as Terran tales, from plain to elaborate and gruesome to sanitized."
"I shall have to dig up that from my memories at a later date. Though the flower monster if you wish it to be very scary, does eat the truly naughty people. Someone had termed it from my days in the academy, as Audrey. Which from what I had been told, comes from a story or play called the Little Shop of Horrors." the counselor blandly said before she turned to take a look at the others who were coming in to be treated.
"Audrey?" Hannah said, on brow raised in a pantomimed quizzical expression. "Sounds less like a monster and more like a Sorority sister." He gave it a moment. "Wait, maybe that is a monster." Hannah waved over his next patient and his mother.
"Yes it would be considered a monster, I've met someone who was a part of a sorority. They weren't that great. Felt too much of their inner negativity." Niami responded, with a shudder. "Never a good thing to be around." she moved away to tend to another person coming to seek help.
Time went on and Niami entertained some of the patients with stories and gaining information from them as well. Seeking to continue her work as a counselor and hoping to find out more about them. At some moments she felt that she was like a butterfly going from one flower to the next.
Lieutenant Niami Troga
Chief Counselor
USS Valkyrie
Lieutenant Ayumu Tanaka
Chief Medical Officer
USS Valkyrie
PO3 Corvus Hannah
Combat Medic
USS Valkyrie
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