<a class="link link--external" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/67/ba/d6/67bad6b09e26897151727e29ffe811e3.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Thomyris “Riz” Heroux</a><br/>Location: Kohlberg Station -> St. Anne<br/>Tagged: Iona Knutedottir, Donovan, Sonakshi Khan<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><b>“W-What?”</b>Thomyris snapped, suddenly confused by the Captain’s order.<i>Try and stay conscious…</i>That didn’t sound right. At first she hesitated but when the order was barked once more…she burned it. Hard. The sudden rush struck her like a hard slap to the face, shaking her entire body so painfully she could see dizzy spots in her vision, before blackness began to creep in around the edges. She was pressing so hard against her suit that she thought she would be torn right out of it.<br/><br/><i>Breathe. Just breathe.</i>She told herself repeatedly, huffing and causing her visor to fog. She did not blink or close her eyes, knowing that would only make passing out easier.<i>The Captain’s counting on me. Breathe. Stay awake.</i>She had no clue how Iona might be doing, the force of the burn preventing her from speaking or even looking over her shoulder. She didn’t think the woman would fall unconscious though. Why tell her and not follow it herself? It seemed utterly infeasible to do so and leave Thomyris alone, on her second cruise through space at the helm of a craft. Surely she was watching and paying attention.<i>She hoped.</i><br/><br/>When Donovan appeared on the hull of the St. Anne, relief flooded her body for a second, recovering from the dizziness and weakness that flooded her after the hard blast through space. So not everyone was attacked. But what about the others still planet-side?<i>All because of me.</i>She didn’t realize her worry and anxiety were wrought on her face as visible as words on a page. Thomyris tried to help Donovan reel them in, but her limbs seemed as if they were stuck in water, moving slow and laboriously on even simple actions and gestures. There was still spots in her vision, which sometimes increased as she blinked.<i>God, what a day…</i><br/><br/>It only got worse when they got inside, realizing Iona was finally unconscious in the air lock.<b>“Captain?”</b>She asked when Iona didn’t seem to unlatch herself at first from the sled, requiring Donovan to do it.<b>“W-What happened?”</b>She asked foolishly at first, as Iona was laid down. But that was all she managed to say before Donovan leaped at her, after roaring an order for the doctor to come. She shared Donovan’s concern, but didn’t realize she was at fault. She gasped and could barely speak when Donovan seized her, still in her hard suit, shaking her intensely, almost as bad as the ride back. The spots grew worse. A lump was forming in her throat, threatening a very negative reaction if the orange eyed man didn’t stop. She was terrified, knowing how dangerous he was and could be. And now it was all directed at her!<br/><br/><b>“Stop…s-stop s-shake…shaking m-me!”</b>She stammered at first, grabbing at Donovan’s wrist, though her delicate hands were no match for his brute strength.<i>It wasn’t my fault!</i>she wanted to scream back. But she knew it was. They were after her. It had been obvious. And though Iona may have been willing to defend Thomyris, clearly that wasn’t a sentiment shared by the others, especially when it put the same selfless captain in danger and harm’s way.<b> “We were attacked! Ambushed. They had guns on us. She…”</b>Thomyris gulped, looking down at Iona.<b>“She ordered me to push it that hard. I didn’t know…”</b>she whined, her voice dropping to a whisper. Tears pricked her eyes but she willed them down. And when Doctor Khan arrived, she looked to the other woman imploringly. Surely someone sane, rational, and intelligent would understand. Donovan was ready to split her in two seemingly.<br/><br/>Surprisingly, being on the verge of tears seemed to instill Thomyris with renewed fury. Iona had put everything on the line for her. And this was how Thomyris repaid her? With uncharacteristic violence, she tried to outright wrench herself from Donovan’s grip.<b>“So let go of me! I’m not the enemy here.”</b>She hissed, glaring back at him now. She knew Donovan could easily overpower her though.<b>“Is she alright Doctor?”</b>She then asked Sonakshi.<b>“It was just…just a hard ride back. She must have known if she ordered me. If she’s hurt badly…or needs a transplant…I’ll volunteer for it. It’s the least I can do anyways.”</b>She explained, before turning her gaze back to Donovan.<b>“If you don’t believe me still then check the audio logs on her transmitter! I didn’t do this to her!”</b>She stated more firmly.<b>“We should be focused on retrieving the other crew first. So let fucking go of me!”</b>