Finding t'Ditsy

[Arrenhe tr'Khev 0]

Finding t'Ditsy

 

A t'Ditsy/tr'Khev Production

 

 

Arrenhe had been searching this section of ship for a while, mostly residential quarters for the crew. He'd gone through a number already that had been burned, both quarters and crew, though he was finally moving to a section that seemed more knocked around than anything else. He stopped outside a door and the number immediately jumped out at him: t'Ditsy's quarters.

 

After scanning inside with his multicorder, he immediately saw one life sign and breathed a sigh of relief. Before moving on he wanted to make sure she wasn't stuck inside or perhaps unconscious, because the readings didn't seem quite normal, though with only very limited medical training he couldn't decipher them with any degree of accuracy. Pressing the button beside the door, he chimed in.

 

The doors swished open and t'Ditsy stood just beyond them as though she had been waiting for someone to come along. She tilted her head in speculation and peered oddly at tr'Khev. A nasty gash ran along her hairline and half of her face and a good portion of her uniform tunic was stained with blood. "Did you ring those chimes? I mean, I assume au did as you are standing there. What do au want?"

 

"Of course I did," he said, thinking that now was na the time for her to be addle-brained, but with her au took what au could get. "I've been searching through this section, wanted to make sure au were okay." After looking her over, he shook his head. "Elements, au are a mess, though. How do au feel?"

 

"Perfectly fine, though I appear to be bleeding." She touched her fingers to her face and stared curiously as they came away brilliant green. "Why am I bleeding. What has happened?" She fixed her attention on him again. "This room is horribly disturbed."

 

"The bomb went off, apparently. Do na know why they detonated it so early," he commented, na knowing that it was the Erein who set it off unintentionally rather than the oira crew whom he figured had been in a hurry. "Anyway, looks like au must've been knocked around a bit when it happened. Were au sleeping?"

 

"I do na know," she said, seeming far more serious than normal. She continued to look at him oddly. "Who are au, exactly? Au look familiar, but I can na place why. Do we know each other?"

 

"J'stal," Arrenhe said with a sigh. "Now is na a good time for jokes, we're in an emergency situation here."

 

Her brow furrowed. "J'stal. That sounds familiar." She turned and picked her way through the room, moving overturned furniture and pillows around in search of something. "I suppose these are my quarters." She picked up a garish pink pillow with ruffles and wrinkled her nose. "Though it seems I have horrible taste in furnishings."

 

"Elements!" Arrenhe exclaimed, knowing now that something was definitely wrong with the woman, as she'd never insult her own style even in a joke. "Ie, these are aur quarters," he said. "J'stal should sound familiar because that is aur name... J'stal t'Ditsy." He watched her, hoping for a sudden revelation and then a following outburst at the state of her things.

 

"That is unfortunate." She tossed aside several more pillows before finding what she sought. She lifted it in her hand and held it out to him for his inspection. A tiny hologram appeared and flickered as if damaged. "I do na know why I knew this was here, but I did. Is this someone that also lives here? My mate?" The hologram shifted at length, showing different poses of Koga... mostly shirtless. "I found a dozen of these in here while I was looking for clues. All of this man."

 

Arrenhe blinked at the hologram, and even despite the unusual and disturbing circumstances could na help but let out an amused grunt. "Na, he is... someio au..." He paused, trying to think of how to word it delicately. "Someio au admire a great deal." He moved over and gently laid a hand on her arm. "Come, I should take au to the maenak bay, they must look at au," he said, hoping that in doing so they didn't gawk too much... or worse refuse to treat her because they like this io better.

 

She tossed the holo over her shoulder and shrugged out of his grip, moving to another area of the room where a wall panel hung askew. She pushed it aside and waved a hand at the jumbled collection behind it. "Someone I admire? That's it? There is a shrine in here! What sort of desperate female am I?"

 

"Oh my," Arrenhe exclaimed at the sight of it. While he would be the first to agree that the fighting champ qualified as a prime specimen and that he knew she liked Koga, the shrine went well beyond anything remotely in his comprehension. "Well, I guess it was a bit more than admiration, wasn't it?" He asked rhetorically. "It's a little... erm... excessive, perhaps."

 

"I do na know what to think about it." She looked from the shrine, seeking his gaze. "Are we friends, au and I?"

 

"I'd like to think so," Arrenhe said. "Au hadn't shared... quite this much of auself with me before though," he admitted candidly, unable to tear his eyes off the shrine. He could na help but wonder what he would've thought had the shrine been of him.

 

"I do na think I have anything to share. I have searched this room from one end to the other and have found nothing of myself... only others. Males. Though none quite so extensive as this." She waved a hand in disgust. "Other than clothes, the only thing of interest I found was a recording." She went in search of it and found it half hidden by a stack of cushions. When she activated it, a haunting tune filled the room. "It is very pretty, but also very sad."

 

Frowning over her disquiet about the signs of her own life, he turned with the intention to speak but halted when she found the recording. After it was activated he could na help but recognize it, as it was io of his own. "That was from me," he said quietly. "I gave au that a while ago, au liked it when I played it for au, so I recorded it. Au said it was the first time au cried but enjoyed it." He finally looked into her eyes. "It was the last io I played before our leave on ch'Rihan, and the accident."

 

"Hann'yyo." She sighed with relief and deactivated the recording, clutching it to her chest. "I believe I would like medical attention now." If only to escape her apparent lack of self in the room. She made it as far as the door before the room started to spin.

 

Right beside her, he slipped his arm around her at the first sign of a bobble. "Careful now, I've got au," he said gently. "Stay with me, we'll have au to the maenak bay in na time."

 

Her head turned slightly as she peered up at him as they moved into the corridor. "Au never told me your name."

 

"Arrenhe," he responded with a quick look and smile at her. "Arrenhe tr'Khev. Under the circumstances I can imagine if au do na think it's a pleasure to meet me," he said as he steered her over and around debris in the corridor, supporting most of her weight through the corridors.

 

"On the contrary," she said a bit shakily. She pressed one hand to her forehead as the cut began to bleed sluggishly. "If au had not come when au did, I do na know what I might have done. Hann'yyo, Arrenhe. Au are... a good friend. I think."

 

"So are au, J'stal... whatever au may have seen in that room, there is that as well," he replied as he approached the entrance to the maenak bay.