..wake up..
A bubbling stream fluttered into the tank as the figure breathed out gently in her slumber. The valves in the mask allowed the exhalation to stream out without flooding the inside of the breath mask.
..WakE uP..
The figure stirred in the tilted medical recovery tank; an involuntary movement due to the beginning impulses of consciousness shaking off the drugged haze. A flutter of eyelids turned into a slight worried scrunch. Many micro expressions flickered over her face as the haze lifted.
..WAKE UP..!
With a sudden jolt the girl in the tank awoke to her inner voice echoing an alarm in her head. Lunam Lumine blinked in the fluid-filled tube-bed she found herself in and for a split second she had flashbacks to an earlier time; a painful time. With a panic she felt herself struggling against the fluid environment of the tank-bed as she slapped at the edges of the clear tube front. A finger found purchase on some half-hidden button and the bed began emptying it's contents through drains by her feet. The world cleared of it's watery haze as the tube's front popped open and the girl was greeted to the shrill screech of bio-monitors clearly showing her spiking but slowly receding heart rate and brainwaves.
The noise was too much for the young woman, who covered her ears for a minute as she went through mental exercise after mental exercise to calm the raging thump-thump in her chest. She was lying on her side in the opened bed while this happened and as the bright light of the room dimmed to something manageable to the newly-awakened pilot she noticed that she was in a medical facility's recovery room. She recognized the iconography of Terra Sentinel here and there as her heart finally stopped trying to batter her ribs to dust; allowing her to begin calmly looking around the room more thoroughly. She seemed to be alone, all curled up and shivering in the comparatively cold room. That suited her as she worked through the rest of her exercises and finally the alarms stopped their yelling.
A minute passed as Lunam just lay there going through her memories and trying to piece why she was in a recovery suite. As she finally propped herself up by the elbow a sharp pain in her upper right side elicited a hiss through clenched teeth. Reaching with her left hand she felt at a faint scar line a few inches below her armpit and noted with pursed lips that there was a new stiffness to the mark that had gone away for years. Something must have happened... My Boosted Child surgeries acting up? ..Crap! There was something to do! Her thoughts caused such a twitch in her brainwaves the alarm tied to them beeped warningly at her.
She clicked her tongue at it and went about freeing herself from the bed and it's nest of sensor wires that studded her flesh with medical adhesive pads. Careful of her newly-fresh scarring the blonde stood up on shaky legs, clinging to the side of the bed as she regained strength in her limbs. Must have been out for a while if I'm this stiff.. Wonder how long?
Lunam shivered again in the cold air; and upon looking down found she was almost naked save for a medical strap across her small bust and a matching set of what could generously be called 'panties', both of a permeable fabric for use in fluid recovery beds like she'd just climbed out of. Now finally fully awake - and looking for a towel to dry herself off so she could get real clothes on - she looked about to see what she could see.
A bubbling stream fluttered into the tank as the figure breathed out gently in her slumber. The valves in the mask allowed the exhalation to stream out without flooding the inside of the breath mask.
..WakE uP..
The figure stirred in the tilted medical recovery tank; an involuntary movement due to the beginning impulses of consciousness shaking off the drugged haze. A flutter of eyelids turned into a slight worried scrunch. Many micro expressions flickered over her face as the haze lifted.
..WAKE UP..!
With a sudden jolt the girl in the tank awoke to her inner voice echoing an alarm in her head. Lunam Lumine blinked in the fluid-filled tube-bed she found herself in and for a split second she had flashbacks to an earlier time; a painful time. With a panic she felt herself struggling against the fluid environment of the tank-bed as she slapped at the edges of the clear tube front. A finger found purchase on some half-hidden button and the bed began emptying it's contents through drains by her feet. The world cleared of it's watery haze as the tube's front popped open and the girl was greeted to the shrill screech of bio-monitors clearly showing her spiking but slowly receding heart rate and brainwaves.
The noise was too much for the young woman, who covered her ears for a minute as she went through mental exercise after mental exercise to calm the raging thump-thump in her chest. She was lying on her side in the opened bed while this happened and as the bright light of the room dimmed to something manageable to the newly-awakened pilot she noticed that she was in a medical facility's recovery room. She recognized the iconography of Terra Sentinel here and there as her heart finally stopped trying to batter her ribs to dust; allowing her to begin calmly looking around the room more thoroughly. She seemed to be alone, all curled up and shivering in the comparatively cold room. That suited her as she worked through the rest of her exercises and finally the alarms stopped their yelling.
A minute passed as Lunam just lay there going through her memories and trying to piece why she was in a recovery suite. As she finally propped herself up by the elbow a sharp pain in her upper right side elicited a hiss through clenched teeth. Reaching with her left hand she felt at a faint scar line a few inches below her armpit and noted with pursed lips that there was a new stiffness to the mark that had gone away for years. Something must have happened... My Boosted Child surgeries acting up? ..Crap! There was something to do! Her thoughts caused such a twitch in her brainwaves the alarm tied to them beeped warningly at her.
She clicked her tongue at it and went about freeing herself from the bed and it's nest of sensor wires that studded her flesh with medical adhesive pads. Careful of her newly-fresh scarring the blonde stood up on shaky legs, clinging to the side of the bed as she regained strength in her limbs. Must have been out for a while if I'm this stiff.. Wonder how long?
Lunam shivered again in the cold air; and upon looking down found she was almost naked save for a medical strap across her small bust and a matching set of what could generously be called 'panties', both of a permeable fabric for use in fluid recovery beds like she'd just climbed out of. Now finally fully awake - and looking for a towel to dry herself off so she could get real clothes on - she looked about to see what she could see.