EPIL: S [D06|1900] Smell the Roses
“In the dream, where the touch of death is as real as a blade through the heart, I see all that was, all that is, and all that could be. I hear the whispers, the screams, and the songs of the lost souls, I smell the fear, the fetid rot of despair, and the taste of a desperate hope of those whose senses left them long since, as the only remaining mercy as could be given them, the hope in their hearts, that they would wake...and soon.”
- Unknown, For the Dancing and the Dreaming
[ Lt. JG Sinead O'Riley | Holographic Laboratory | Main Engineering (Upper Level) | Deck 24 | Vector 03 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
She could have done any number of things once she returned and had her injuries properly attended to, once she had removed the stealth suit given to the officers by Echtand qi Versant, and taken a good long sonic shower. But unlike most, she chose not to sleep, and to put some time into recovery. Instead, her mind wouldn't shut down. She was as close to being excited and energetic as she would ever be these days. She thought about all the events of the week leading up to where she now stood, in the lab, where but a week gone, she, Selena and Thea had been working to recreate Lin Kae's efforts, to enable Thea to be more mobile and as close to actually human as she could be.
She thought on the oddness of the fact that the ship she now stood on, was in many ways, more human than Sinead would ever be.
She felt a nearly intense desire for the vessel. A protective, almost maternal desire. She wanted to do everything in her power to give Thea what she most desired. To get her the best of everything this universe could give her. She wanted Thea to be able to experience and develop like she herself could, or anyone else for that matter. It was why she spent whatever time she could these last few hours, slaving away between computers and a duplicate emitter that Thea now used. There were some differences however. The one thing that Thea still lacked: A sense of smell.
If she did this right, that matter was about to be rectified.
“Thea,” said Sinead, “I have need o' yeh. It be time t' give yeh th' last piece o'th' puzzle to yeh.”
She did not look up or shift as she made the final data entry and codex into the computer and the emitter's readout system.