"Now, I've been into a lot of fire-fights, and served under a lot of officers - but I have never, ever seen such a lazy officer as yours truly. I mean really, a week. Asleep? That has gotta be a record." Harkins spoke up with a sarcastic attitude from the doorway, casually leaning into it as Medicea techs came and went. He seemed to hold an aura about himself that it was the single most effortless thing in the universe to do while every monitor and alarm in the room went off, alerting every single member of medical staff within a deck radius that their linked occupant was dead.
Their occupant however, was very far from dead as the Medicea techs went about their tasks of checking pulses and blood pressures and wound areas.
"Well, this is no way to wake a girl up in the morning. where are my flowers? my breakfast? My morning coffee?" Kialya joked weakly as the medicea techs finished their tasks and she pushed herself up fully onto the bed.
"Lost in the post about three jumps back, just after you went under the knife" he said as he slinked into the room, narrowly avoiding one tech who went off in a rush for more 'IV fluids' and then past another who detached a nearby monitor, he managed to casually slide into the chair next to the bed and picked up the nearby flipchart and speed-read through the top page, pretended to read through the nest few pages and then set it back down again on the tableside he picked it up from.
"But seriously, how are you feeling?" Harkins asked as he met her gaze between the techs.
"Like I had a fight with a grav-truck full of bricks and lost . . . " she managed to meek out into the room as the last of the techs cleared out of the way.
"Quaram said the same thing when he lost his leg. An Immortal black hole grenade inside a boobytrapped gun, they knew we had orders to take samples of as much tech as possible. So the bastards set them to blow the moment a non-recognised user picked them up, or even got fraking near them." He said, looking down into his hands as he picked invisible dirt out from underneath his nails.
"Grenade -vs- stairs, the endless fight" Kialya uttered half-jokingly as she stared down as the dull metallic legs that now dangled over the side of the bed.
"He did find a couple of upsides to it though, that poly-ceramic stuff they have to bond to your bonds so they can take the prosthetics? damn near unbreakable bones, and the legs themselves? You can take off those outer plates and have weapon holsters in them, or pouches. Imagine being able to go into a firefight without a gun, you tap your heel and BAM! gun in your hand." He said, he was starting to waffle on as Kialya simply stared at her feet, wondering how she would adapt to having a grand total of six toes.
"Of course, there is the other upside - you'll look damn good in shorts, the whole "Pirate chick" thing is in this year" He said, testing to see if she was paying attention.
"Hey-wha?" She said, snapping herself out of his half-conversation "What do you mean Pirate chick?"
"Well lets face it, the whole peg-leg thing only goes so far, but you have two gods-damned peg legs, all you need now is the eye patch and the parrot and you'll be set!" He said, half-chuckling at his own joke "In fact, anyone got an anti-matter blade around here? I might just take my own leg off so I can be part of the trend!"
The only response he got from the room was from a lightly frumpy looking Assyrian Medicea tech who shot him a look that simply spelled out "Go on punk, make my day".
Kialya eventually eventually looked back up from her feet to harkins and started to utter the words coming into her head "Thank you, for coming back"
"We've all been waiting for you, Me, Quaram, Larrissa. I just happened to be here at the time." He said non-nonchalantly as he shrugged the conversation off "We kinda became your caretakers while we waited for you to come back around."
"Yeah, partly off our own backs. Partly because of this" He said as he reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a miniature dataslate - it contained few details besides their four names, a time, a date, and the instructions to head towards Scythia One.
"That's the Emperors Ship" She uttered in a sharply drawn breath.
"Yep, it would seem that we four have a mission. Maidens only knows what he wants from us - he must have been keeping tabs for a while now." Harkins replied "But in two days time, that's where we need to be. So get ready."
"Harkins, I can hardly walk" Kialya replied.
"In that case, I guess this is where three Scythian Marines come in." He replied, with a grin that filled her emotions with a feeling of undistilled dread.