A Formerly Good Day Turns Bad. Very VERY Bad.
Posted on March 1st, 2019 by Ryleigh Grey

Hearing the Ykavosh wax praise about their religion, something called Xov, Ryleigh inwardly rolled her eyes. She barely glanced at the leader as Captain Harper continued to try and keep things diplomatic, gaze moving from tree to tree as she patrolled the area that they were meeting in.
‘Just because women weren’t always physically strong as men doesn’t mean they can’t do the same things.’

Ryleigh grumbled heavily, straining her senses to make sure they weren’t in danger or no one was eavesdropping on the two parties meeting.
Before she knew it, she glanced back at the party to see Ykavosh’s gaze on her, giving a small hand gesture of delicate greeting his direction, before turning her attention back to the surroundings and walking around calmly, a hand on her phaser.

When Ykavosh gestured to the young woman, Ryleigh glanced back over, meeting the gazes of Kuari, Wright, Harper, and the other Ykavosh gathered, turning to face them, moving her hand from her phaser, to stand at a simple ready position.
Feet together, body poised for action, hands tight behind her back and chin lifted to give more of an appearance of someone not to be messed with.
As both her Commanding Officer, Chief Tactical Officer Major Wolfe, and the Captain of the flagship, Captain Kathryn Harper, defended her, Ryleigh struggled to keep her own emotions and slowly-bubbling anger down so it wouldn’t go lashing out on the Ykavosh present.

She turned away slowly, sending a small thankful glance to both the Captain and Wolfe for defending her ability to be a Marine, before resuming her focus back to making sure they were in a safe area. However, while she was doing that, Ryleigh also picked up the slight, off-to-the-side, gestures between Iliahr and Jude, suspecting something that they were working on figuring out.

There was something about the Ykavosh that also put her on edge, and Ryleigh turned away from the outside greenery, fixing her attention on the aliens, and approaching with easy steps to come to the side of the group.
Her gut continued to let out warning signals as she watched, straightening as the Ykavosh stood, before she tensed, watching as the Ykavosh savagely backhanded the Captain, sending her staggering backwards.

Dropping to one knee quickly, Ryleigh barely managed to catch the Captain’s staggering figure before helping her stand again with the help of the CSO, Wright, and the CMO quickly coming over to join them as the Ykavosh spoke once more.

“No movement from any of you, or you will die.”

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Wolfe get hit with a shot, falling to the ground before raising her own pistol, a finger prepped to press the trigger, before a sudden shot of pain impacted her.

She crumpled to the ground, losing any grip she had on her pistol, before landing harshly. As she fell, her head made contact first with the hard ground, sending out a sickening cracking sound that was virtually inaudible with the sound of what else was going on as her eyes closed. Ryleigh was down and out for the count, with a possible cracked skull and concussion, complete with burns from the phaser shot.
As she drifted in the darkness of unconsicious, feeling the bustling and faint noise of the medbay of the ship again, she slowly began to slip back into the light. Her eyes felt like rocks, barely able to flicker open, before closing again as she groaned, moving ever so slightly in the biobed before settling again.

Her head pounded, but the stinging of the burns had been tended to, and she still fell back into the darkness with a faint low whine from her own throat in the outside world.

Despite only getting injured barely a bit ago, her head and body were already beginning to hurt as she still drifted in the thick blackness of unconscious, whining quietly as her head pounded every so often. She was trying to wake up, knowing instinctively that Wolfe was close to it himself, as the nurses’ attention turned to the Captain’s hoarse coughing over in the ICU…

Second Lieutenant Ryleigh Grey had been officially unconscious for ten minutes now… and still hadn’t shown any signs of waking yet, besides her eyes attempting to flicker open a bit ago. But now? If the ensign or doctor tending to her looked closely at her scalp, they would see her brown hair getting slowly darker from a bleeding injury. It hadn’t begun to hit the pillow yet but was slowly darkening her hair, seeping through the bronze strands to turn them a shade of dark reddish-brown.

Another low whine came from her as she made a second attempt to wake up, only to fall deeper into the ever-engulfing darkness that she felt like she was floating in. A stun blast shouldn’t have taken her out for this long, but with the harshness of the impact against the ground, chances are that she would remain unconscious were very high.