An Early Beginning (complete)

Edik moved through the ship as part of the recovery team. Any pods that were opened he was to assist them adjust and be a friendly face to as some had already been sent to Med Bay with minor injuries, himself included. He had been one of the first to awaken and had already met with the Captain. Macala was an interesting man and Edik was going to enjoy serving under him. Althaia had also made an impression on him as she had treated his wound, as he thought about it he ran his finger over the bandaging that now rested there. He didn’t really need it thank to her treatment, but he didn’t want to risk being the first one with an infected wound, then he wouldn’t be a very good Weapons Specialist at that point.

Speaking of weapons, he felt the one he held in his hands. It felt good as he moved the assault class weapon back and forth. He hadn’t seen it before yesterday, but he could deconstruct it then reconstruct it without hesitation. He could, from memory, listed every spec of the weapon from the barrel length and thickness to its origin and predecessor. This particular weapon was from his Motherland Russia, the good ol’ AK-47 with a bayonet attachment, a 4X ACOG, and the always necessary double tied magazines allowing for a quick reload in a combat situation.

The rifle felt good in his hands as he followed behind Jet. The two of them had been patrolling all day and had gone through every room what five, six times now? If he had the patience, he would have just asked the computer to inform them when a new cyrotube opened, but he just wanted it to speak some damn English, but no his father, even far away and most likely dead wanted something to speak Russian to him. Edik just wanted to cut the wires and was contemplating doing it soon when he heard Jet’s voice talking to someone and a female voice respond. He walked in the door and saw the girl fall from her tube to the ground and try to weakly stand up. Edik put his hand on Jet’s shoulder and whispered in his ear.

“Sir. You think she needs medical attention? I could have a couple medics down here in three minutes max to check her out. We’ve already sent half a dozen that way with minor injuries, I’m sure she won’t add to their load. And if you want we could just carry her.”

He wasn’t hesitant to make the call as he already had his comms ready to call the medical team to his location, but there was a ranking officer present and that officer was the Head of Security. Last thing Edik needed was a misdemeanor on his record. He also wasn’t sure how the trials went on around here, hell he was sure no one really knew how they happened, was it as simple as a reprimand from your superior officers or was it much more serious involving a full hearing.

“If anything we could atleast get her on her feet and help her start walking. Kinda like helping a toddler with a bicycle, we’ll be the training wheels. Whatever that stuff is.”

Note to future exploration attempts. Why don’t we put all of these things we have knowledge of actually on the ship so we know what the heck we are talking about. Surely they could have found space for a bicycle somewhere on this ship.