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Who: Beverly Crusher and you
Broadcast: Network - Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: September 1

[There's a strangely familiar cold that has settled in her bones, a dreadful chill that disorients her in the first few moments that she's awake. Her first thought is that something went wrong - very wrong - as they passed through the temporal distortion, but then... as she sits up and takes in her surroundings, the memories all come back in a flood. Atroma has brought Beverly back, a little older, a little blonder, and with a new Starfleet uniform.

Or maybe I never left, she thinks. This is not the Marsiva, these are her quarters aboard the Blue Fish, and none of her things look as if they've been moved. Though admittedly, her memories of Drift Fleet seem distant. By her reckoning, it's been three years since she's seen this room.

Not that "time" really means much, considering what's happened in the past few days.

The communicator rests where she left it on the bedside table. When she picks it up, she finds it's full of unread messages, crewmates and friends wondering where she is, each message sounding more alarmed than the last. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she checks today's date: September first.]

Damn!

[Immediately, she sends a message to the network, via video:]

This is Dr. Crusher of the... SS Blue Fish. It seems our gracious captors sent me home for a while. I'm back now, and I'm safe, and I'm sorry to everyone who was trying to contact me this month. I'll be on the Blue Fish if you need me.

[There's a pause, as if she's about to say something else, but then she simply gives them a small smile, one that doesn't quite reach her eyes.]

Thank you.

[The feed cuts off and after a moment, she decides to head for the kitchen. Not that she's particularly hungry but - there's a good chance that's where she'll find at least a few of her crewmates.]

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[Beverly has great timing. Her awakening coincides with Syeira's first day of not feeling like a day old kitten. She looks healthy, more rested than she probably ever has since joining the Fleet, but maybe Beverly won't remember that kind of small detail.

She smiles, warm, hopeful, but there's a tentative quality to it as well. She tugs on a long red curl; an absent, nervous gesture.]

Beverly... It's good to see you up again.

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[Beverly is too busy being distracted by the fact that Syeira is here, that she’s alive to care about any other details. Her eyes light up with wonder and amazement and when she says Syeira’s name, it comes out almost as a gasp.]

Syeira! How… you’re here!

[It was a vain hope that Beverly wouldn't remember that she'd died. Not for her own sake, but for Beverly's.]

It seems that there no rest for the weary here.

[That is probably less amusing than she intended. So she lets the attempt at levity slide away.]

Would you be adverse to a visitor? I know you just woke up.

No, no, of course I want to see you!

[This is... unexpected to say the least. She thought she had said goodbye to Syeira.]

I'll be there presently then.

[She's relieved to be welcomed, honestly. Even when she'd been delirious with fever, she'd sought out her people, the family she'd carved out for herself on the Fleet. Now, being well and fine again, she's no different. She wants to see Beverly, to touch her and know the realness of her. The surreal quality of being alive after having died, for what should have been forever, still hasn't left. She plays the part of being fine because she loves her friends, and they've hurt enough on her account. Little things like this though, she still needs.

She arrives on the Blue Fish swiftly, as she promised, but once she sees Beverly there's a sense of... not shyness, but more tentativeness. She knows Beverly wants to see her, but Beverly also is the most parental person to her on the Fleet (with Adrasteius sadly long vanished) and she can't help but retreat into that behavior of a child afraid of an impending scolding. Especially when she likely deserves one. So she hesitates, not quite in arms reach.]

It's very good to see you.

Oh!

[Beverly's eyes are bright with tears. A scolding is the last thing on her mind. A chance like this... it's practically unheard of. She crosses those last steps between them and immediately envelops Syeira in a warm, tight hug.]

It really is you!

[Oh. Oh hell.

She can't lie to herself and pretend to be surprised that her eyes well up. She's cried more in the past three tenday than she has in her whole remembered life. Apparently, now is not going to be an exception.

Syeira returns the hug tightly, hiding her damp eyes against Beverly's shoulder, where they're sure to leave little wet marks of evidence, even if she does manage to get ahold of herself by the time they let go. But for now, she just lets herself be hugged and hugs in return, sharing relief and joy at being able to see another person whom she'd though lost to her forever. It seems that will never, ever lose its impact.]

It's me. I'm alright.

[Beverly holds her for as long as she'll allow it, making no effort to hide her own tears. When they do break the hug, Beverly gently holds Syeira's face in her hands and studies her, as if she can't quite believe what she sees. She runs a thumb across Sye's cheek, wiping away a stray tear.]

I'm so happy to see you.

[Tears are embarrassing, because of years of expectations that she not cry. So her face is red in Beverly's hands, even if she can't bring herself to pull away, just yet.]

It's good to be seen.

[She breaks then, ducking her head and dashing the back of her hand across her cheeks before tossing back her hair and sniffling, trying to get herself under control.]

I'm sorry. I'm just happy to see you too.

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