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there was nothing more you could have done. / chapel!

angst starters // i’m sorry this took 84 years to answeeeeerrrr // @fasciinating​

“I know,” she answers, more a reflex than anything else — so of course it comes out hollowed and brittle. Christine swallows a grimace at the sound of her own voice. She doesn't mean to brush him off. Truly, she's grateful for the sentiment, although she doubts he would appreciate her calling it that...

There's sweat in her eyes, clogging her eyelashes, and she can't wipe it away with her hands bloody as they are. Christine tugs her gloves free with practiced efficiency and lets out a deep breath through her nose as she drops them into the shuttle's disposal unit.

It's not the first time she's lost a crewmate; it hasn't become easier, but she knows she can set mourning aside until the rest of their away team is safe.

Unbidden, the image of Mr. Spock's face when they'd first realized Lt. Laux had been injured in the shuttle malfunction flashes through her memory. She hesitates, knowing maybe it isn't her place, before adding, “...There wasn't anything else you could have done, either.”

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@siriseen​​ from here

  Yes. And, one may note, Sirise’s being serious. No humor in her eyes – hands aren’t flicking in their playful, lazy manner. It’s direct. Exact.  

  Of course, she could’ve Signed, you know my blood is green, Christine. But instead, she’s humming soothing noises, reaching out to stabilize first, then lead her sitting on the ground. Sirise presses an index finger into her palm, sides of her hands standing towards Christine. Show me.

“Oh.” It’s like the pain was just waiting for her thoughts to catch up, and now that she’s noticed — Oh. Ah. Fuck.

The memory of a childhood tutor holds her back from cursing aloud, which would be funny under other circumstances, and Christine numbly goes as Sirise guides. She makes an effort to steady her breath, with mixed results but it’s enough to swallow back a wave of lurching dizziness.

Her hands have pressed themselves tight against her side, low on her abdomen where the blood is seeping out across the fabric of her uniform; she’s hesitant to peel that pressure away before the doctor is close enough to replace it, but she nods sluggishly.

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@siriseen​ from here

  You think so?

  Her hands move weightless, playful flicks – reflect in the humor that’s in her eyes. Duty. Imagine that! Duty! Are you grumpy because the captain made you come down here with me? She frowns, exaggerated, still razzing.

  They’d got faint readings of alien life on this planet – along with that of an injured Andorian. There was a crashed shuttle, unidentified… looked like something to do with food storage, from what their readings in-orbit informed them. Sirise’d insisted they’d go down. Andorian was Federation life, after all, and required their protection, right? So here they were. Trekking over rough terrain, following the slow beeping of her tricorder.

“Grumpy?” she repeats without looking back at Sirise, eyes drifting from the PADD screen to skim the horizon instead of tracing the shape of her signs the way they normally might.

Avril... likes rescue missions, actually. Enjoys cleaning up after crashes and minor disasters in a way that she’d scoff at if she let herself consider it too long. The heat here is muggier than anything she’s used to and it’s nagging at her that from their readings, the shuttle seemed too big and not damaged-enough to account the signs of just one life, but the craggy path to their goal feels right under her feet, and this is the kind of work she’d joined Starfleet to do.

The eyebrow she finally raises at Sirise is wry and the smile under it is almost sloppy in its laziness, but her gaze is still sharp — maybe more guarded than usual. “In this weather?”

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