A Bell to Raise the Dead With

[Kuzo]

"I think we're as ready as we'll ever be," she said softly, gazing thoughtfully at the quiet form floating in the bacta tank.

[member="Garett Van"]'s eyes were closed, his body hanging, lifeless. Doctor Ven stepped back, settling her hands behind her back. One of the technicians watched her, his hands on the controls but unmoving for the moment.

"Restart his heart."

"Yes Doctor."

There was a tension in the room. He had been declared legally dead on Kaeshana. Some quick thinking individual, however, had gotten his body into stasis quickly enough that there was a chance. Cloned organs had been grown to replace the ones chewed beyond repair by the sniper shot that had brought him down. Reconstruction had been done on several places in his brain, where oxygen deprivation had caused damage. They kept his body 'alive' during the weeks it had taken.

Some of the medical team had thought it was a waste of time- and resources. In truth, Irajah had been the only doctor willing to touch the case.

Let him go. He's gone. There's nothing you can do for the dead.

Irajah reached out, laying her hand on the curve of the glass.

"Come on," she whispered.

"I have alpha and delta brain activity! His heart's beating on it's own!"

She smiled, breathing in deeply.

"Wake him up."

 

[Garett Van]

Groaning as his eyes open slowly, some reactions from before he dies kicks in with some coughing and wincing in pain.​

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"Where am I? What happened, where are my forces?"​

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Looking around the room, not sure where he was. Still confused as he last remembered he was on Kaeshana, and remembers Sgt. Illerian was there, with him, but now she wasn't. He kept looking around the room was bright, white, and sterile. Besides the first questions he asked he couldn't speak much. This was a shock to him though he could feel a sense of awareness. Still things were different but the same as well. He tries to lean himself up, to get off the bed but he was still too weak to even lift himself up to try. He motions for a piece of paper, so he can write down what he needed to say, as him coming to he still was in a weaken state.​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

"Shhhhh, it's alright Lieutenant Garett. Your men are safe."

He had still be unconscious when his limp form was pulled from the bacta. Doctor Ven had monitored every step of the process, noting how long it took for certain brain waves to start on their own, watching the oxygen saturation of his blood, his heart rate, the very firings of his parasympathetic nervous system. All within normal ranges. Everything was going smoothly.

Which, frankly, made her nervous.

"You are at the medical facility in Avalonia," she said gently. The nurses moved around the white, gleaming room, busy and intent. But her focus was on [member="Garett Van"].

"My name is Doctor Ven. You are safe, home. What's the last thing you remember?"

 

[Garett Van]

Still struggling with words. He took time to think of how to answer the question.​

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"I....bed.....Sgt.....Illerian.....payback....gunshots."​

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Still unable to fully articulate his thoughts, he motioned again for a pen and paper. He tries to pick himself up again, but failed one more time. Still too weak.​

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"Water.......please.....when.....leave?"​

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Wincing in pain, and grabbing at his side where he was shot, to Garett the pain was immeasurable, but yet there shouldn't be any more pain. It was almost crippling for him to just move to try to put pressure on a wound that wasn't there, was it his mind playing tricks on him, or was it a side affect of procedure, he wasn't all Garett knew was he was in pain.​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

The quiet but insistant beeping from one of the machines matched his sudden response- her eyes flickered to the read-out swiftly before nodding at one of the nurses.

She moved swiftly to his side, while the nurse flanked to the other. A sedative was injected into his IV line- after all, painkillers didn't work on phantom pain. He had technically died from that wound- something in his mind wasn't letting it go. It was not uncommon in cases where someone lost a limb, but these were unknown waters they were treading.

And beneath them it was black.

Another nurse waited with water, ready to help him drink once his body relaxed and unclenched. At least, Irajah hoped the sedative would have that affect. The dose wasn't enough to make him sleep. Hopefully just enough to ease the rapid firing of nerves they had needed to rebuild.

"You have been through a lot," she said quietly. "You need to rest. I don't know when you'll be able to leave- it depends on how fast you recover."

​[member="Garett Van"]

 

[Garett Van]

Nodding, Garett started to relax a bit more, the sedatives were kicking in and relaxing him. Releasing his hand from his side, he slowly and shaking pointed towards the water. He had the most incredible case of cotton mouth anyone could ever dream. Though not knowing why this was, it would be because he was dead for hours if not a few days. Garett's mind would never really fully realize that he went though, maybe that would be for the better maybe not only time would tell for that.​

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Starting to get his ability to talk back, he had just one more question for the doc. Garett didn't really want to know what happened he knew he got shot but after that he felt like he shouldn't know.​

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*weakly* "Where...am...I?"​

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He paused for a moment, thinking to himself how this troopers where, if they were alright, how the Sgt. was as well and if she was alright. His mind would never leave his troops. They would always come first to him.​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

The confusion was to be expected. So she was not irritated by the need to repeat herself. After all, he'd been through a lot.

"You are on Dosuun, the military hospital in Avalonia," she said patiently, gently.

He'd died on Kaeshana. It wasn't all that surprising he would be disoriented.

Her eyes cast over to the machines. Though the sedative was kicking in, his brainwaves were still registering the phantom pain. Hopefully, that would fade with time, but perhaps there were things they could do to help in the interim. They certainly couldn't keep him drugged up indefinitely. They may as well have just left him dead in that case.

Now was not the time to explain to him the full details of what had happened to him. Once he was stable, perhaps.

"Be patient with yourself," she said quietly. "I know it's hard, but try to rest."

[member="Garett Van"]

 

[Garett Van]

Nodding, knowing he should rest, but his mind was wandering with so many questions. He wasn't sure how he got here, if his troopers were safe. All that he knew what was going on is, he was on the capital, which he only been to once....though that was awhile ago, and he somewhat remember being chewed out for wearing his BDUs to a ball.​

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Being helped by one of the nurses to drink the water he requested, Garett figured he would rest since the doc wouldn't let him go for any reason he could see. Still laying on the medical bed, he proceeded to get into a position that would be more comfortable for him to rest, and recover from his injuries.​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

Over the next few days, Doctor Ven and her team monitored [member="Garett Van"]'s recovery. Technically, besides the fatigue and general enervation, he was in surprisingly good health, all things considered.

Physically.

Physically, there was nothing wrong with him. But still, phantom pain from the fatal wound would flare up. It seemed to be getting less frequent, but Irajah was at a loss for what more could be done. Likely, it would simply take time. But she was concerned nonetheless. She really wasn't sure what long term effects this would have.

Raj tapped through the information from the previous night on the data pad. The door to his room swept open and she stepped inside, smiling brightly at him.

"Good morning Lieutenant Van! How are you feeling today?"

 

[Garett Van]

"Better, still a little bit of pain here and there, but better. Thank you doctor."​

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Besides the pain things were starting to get back to normal for the Lieutenant. Though it still wasn't time for him to be released due to the phantom pain he was having, things were a bit more manageable.​

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"Can you tell me what happened? Why am I back on Dosuun, I think I should know..."​

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Though not sure if he would like the answer that was coming, as he started to remember more of what happened like being shot, but his mind still never grasped that he died from his wound. He wouldn't ask about his company as he had full trust in whoever took over for him. He still wasn't sure if the fight was over with or not. Still it was more than likely best for him not to ask about said combat action.​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

She sighed mentally. They couldn't keep putting off telling him. And he was stronger now, more stable. If there was ever a time, now was it.

Drawing up a wheeled stool, she perched lightly, studying his face for a moment.

"You took a shot from a sniper in your side," she said quietly. "It chewed up your internal organs, beyond redemption. I need you to understand..... you weren't simply badly wounded, Lieutenant."

She paused, not entirely certain what reaction to expect from [member="Garett Van"]. It might mean nothing to him. But then again, it might mean very much indeed.

"You were legally dead when you were taken from Kaeshana."

 

[Garett Van]

"Dead? Well that might explain a lot then. I remember getting shot but dead....then how am I back here alive?"​

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With the knowledge of being dead, that just raised more questions for the Lieutenant to ask. Though it was a sniper that killed him, he wondered if that was just one of many, or maybe it was a spotter or artillery to wipe out his unit. The possibilities were endless in his mind, but it wasn't good for him to dwell on them.​

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"Though I'm not sure how I have survived this, I want to thank you doctor for doing everything you did to keep me alive. It means a lot."​

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[member="Irajah Ven"]​

 

[Kuzo]

Technically, he hadn't survived this. But she didn't correct him. If it was easier to process that way, it was probably for the best. She also decided to keep to herself that the entire process was..... not exactly approved medical procedure. It had never been done successfully before. And there was still a chance something would go wrong in the future. She hoped that would not be the case.

Instead, she smiled at him.

"Rest and keep getting better, and that's all the thanks I need," she chuckled.

She frowned slightly, turning around as the door to his room slid open.

"Um, Doctor Ven? There's someone here to see you?"

Her brow furrowed, glancing over at [member="Garett Van"].

"I'm with a patient, send them to my office and-"

He shook his head.

"Um, they're here to see Lieutenant Van as well. They have Alpha clearance."

Nonplussed, she looked over Garett. The details of his revival were highly classified. But it seemed as though something had leaked. She wasn't really sure, in fairness, what the limits of highly classified were. Merely an upper echelon official, curious and desiring to see the result in person? Likely. However, she had a feeling that was not the case.

She sighed. "Alright, send them in."

[member="Emelie Sterren"]

 

[Hansen]

Emelie Sterren
Undisclosed Medical Facility

Four wheels on the gurney rattle with the escort consisting of three Human doctors and one particularly tall individual; A parochial Kaminoan scientist of all things employed by the First Order's Science Division. Atop the gurney is an unconscious woman wearing the tattered remains of a First Order Pilot's flight suit. A rebreather sits around her chin and bridge of Emelie's nose, with a flexible hose filling the space with oxygen for physically the robust patient to breathe. What Irajah had just done, she would need to do again for this comatose woman whose neurological activity is promising although not enough to sustain life independently. Irajah might quickly make this conclusion as the two doctors flanking the gurney push open the pursed doors into the room. Kama Re clutching tightly to the Gurney, he refuses to let go no. Not when the culmination of all his life's work laid for his silver eyes to see. Kama refused to trust any of these lesser creatures with the life of his patient. Save for maybe one.

Kama Re pauses in step to greet the esteemed Geneticist and Doctor presented to him with the dip of his walnut shaped skull. "Doctor Ven, my distinct pleasure. I do not beg a pardon for the sudden intrusion for this simply cannot wait." Kama Re wheels the Gurney gently against the white wall and heaves breath through his narrow nostrils with outward panic and anxiety. "Connect the life support system into the wall outlet. Hurry" Kama Reorders the doctor holding a wheeled steel spire with Emelie's life support pack and EKG monitoring console attached to it. With that he breathes a brief sigh of relief and pivots towards Garrett and Irajah. "Is this him, is this truly the soldier who was killed on Kaeshana?" Kama Re takes several steps towards the pair before halting and looking over his shoulder towards Emelie with grave concern, obviously not wanting to be more than a few feet away from his work.

[member="Irajah Ven"] [member="Garett Van"]