[hider=Something Something A Man Wakes]Ryria scrutinized at the name on her Omni-tool. Her lips curled into a frown and flipped back to the cryo pod’s console display, pulling up the listed occupant’s information. Hazan Volintis...Turian, male and a part of the APEX team. At least this one wasn't dead, she thought. Her hand shoved away the confirmation information before her ears caught a young nurse step closer, her timid voice stated what Ryria already knew. “None of these pods have the individual we are looking for, should we check another room?” The Nexus systems had been damaged, first during the crash with the Scourge and then during the mutiny. Engineers had been primarily focused on getting the primary systems up for survival rather than the less important ones. Like the pod lists, forcing most the medical staff to manually check each individual pods for their target patients and deceased. Straightening upright, Ryia shook her head,[color=#A5F2F3] “No, I found him. Prep the examination table and the tools.”[/color] “Yes, doctor.” Came the quick reply before the woman walked to the cabinet. As the nurse did her job, Ryria went to work on hers. Her hand flew across the pod console causing it to pop up he vital signs, followed by temperature and finally the code pad. Wasting little time, the asari punched into the eight digits of numbers and letters. The pod quietly hummed as it injected a murky fluid into the host’s carapace near the neck. Its main purpose was to revive and encourage his vital organs to once more pick up their biological functions. While waiting, Ryria carefully monitored his vitals to prevent any complications. Then came the temperature, the degrees slowly raising. She couldn't help but notice there was some appeal to his facial features, easily seeing why some females would find him attractive. When the procedure drew to its end, Ryria stepped back far enough her patient could exit his pod. However she remained near enough to assist should his body fail to hold him upright. A blinding light flashed before Hazan's eyes as he woke, followed immediately by a rush of blood to his face and ears, along with everywhere else. He woke up with a gasp and nearly smacked his forehead against the glass of his pod, just barely remembering that he was even in one. The stiffness in his very bones gave him the answer to the first question that formed in his mind. His sleep was over. The Nexus was in Andromeda. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he noticed an asari standing just shy of the pod as it hissed and opened up. Still very weak, he clung to the sides of the pod and pulled himself slowly into a sitting position, catching his breath and looking around the chamber. [color=lightblue]”Woah… so that's what it feels like to sleep for six centuries. Damn.”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “Yes, but better than being a skeleton or corpse,”[/color] Ryria shot off in a crisp, clear tone,[color=#A5F2F3] “Describe what you're feeling to me and remain sitting upright.”[/color] She stepped closer then placed a single device upon Hazen’s chest. It was a high tech stethoscope as it counted, monitored and reported his heartbeat back to her omnitool. Her eyes fixed on it while she listened to the turian’s report. [color=lightblue]”Well… I feel like the whole world's spinning, my bones ache really badly, I'm really really hungry and also kinda groggy. And tired. Wait, did you say corpse? What happened while I was asleep?”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “Short version: on route to the new system, some of the cryo pods were damaged. Some didn't make it.”[/color] Ryria said cold and bluntly. [color=lightblue]”Woah… You're telling me some of the colonists are dead? Shit… Wait, that means-”[/color] Hazan started out of his pod but sat back down, his head still swimming as he groaned and held his forehead in his talons. His vision went blurry as he tried to regain his focus after six hundred years of sleep. [color=#A5F2F3] “Take it easy,”[/color] Ryria snapped abruptly. As she spotted Hazan’s figure give out from under him, her mind immediately went to vertigo and stress for the cause and checked his vitals. [color=#A5F2F3] “Getting worked up isn’t going to save someone that doesn’t need it, focus on yourself first. Then you can worry about what comes next,”[/color] The asari medic explained. Her hands then tilted up his jawline enough she could examine each eye, noting any imperfection caused by the de-thawing process. Gently she shifted the head side to side before releasing her grip. She held a blank expression, giving nothing away, before she typed something into her notes and then held one finger up. [color=#A5F2F3] “Follow my finger with your eyes only,”[/color] Ryria requested, her finger drifted slowly from right to left then back. Noting the whole time how well he was tracking it. He tracked her finger well enough, eyes following the digit left and right and back again as he laid down and tried to relax. A million questions swam through his head but he kept quiet for the sake of recovering faster and getting answers further down the line. [color=lightblue]”Am I okay, doc? I feel okay...ish.”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “I’m just checking all my bases. So far your ocular responses are normal for your experience, but you if feel a slight pinch behind your eye or something off then let me know immediately. It could be a nerve had suffered frostbite.”[/color] Ryria answered then removed her finger and constructed a omnitool light. She leaned in,[color=#A5F2F3] “Stare ahead and don’t blink. Tell me about the earliest you recall to ensure there’s no memory issues.”[/color] [color=lightblue]”Earliest...my time in the military back on Palaven. Scout training. And before that...school. Hearing about the First Contact war on the news.”[/color] Ryria noted as she took stock of his eye movements, any word slurring, or notable concern in his speech. She typed another observation in her omnitool before she urged him on, [color=#A5F2F3] “Alright, what about your last memory before the cryo pods?”[/color] Before cryo? Hazan chuckled. [color=lightblue]”The party. Finding my friends and knowing that I wouldn’t be alone, coming to Andromeda.”[/color] Ryria nodded, then asked,[color=#A5F2F3] “Now, raise your arms at about ninety-degree angles from your torso and wiggling your talons.”[/color] Hazan nodded and raised both his arms rather unsteadily to the position the doctor required, giving his cold talons a little weak wiggle. [color=#A5F2F3] “Any odd sensation or stiffness?”[/color] Ryria asked, observing the fingers’ wiggle pace and the movements. Her fingers darted over her omnitool for a moment to update her notes. He shook his head. [color=lightblue]”Nope. Just cold and weak. Like I haven’t exercised in a while.”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “You’ve been in cryo for over a few decades, that’s natural.”[/color] Ryria leaned forward then held out out finger,[color=#A5F2F3] “Now lowers your arms and touch my finger.”[/color] The turian silently complied, lowering his arms first, then reaching forward to touch her finger with the tip of his talon. [color=#A5F2F3] “Alright, good,”[/color] She pulled back then made another quick clicks in her report. [color=#A5F2F3]"Now stand upright for me and take your time. I can’t have you falling over from vertigo.”[/color] [color=lightblue]”Okay…”[/color] Hazan took a bit to collect himself before slowly pushing himself to sit on the edge of the cryo pod, legs hanging off it. He slowly lowered himself until his feet were firmly planted on the floor, then stood up very, very slowly, wobbling a little to either side since his legs were still rather weak. Ryria watched carefully. Her biotics on standby to catch the patient and gently push him back onto the table, preventing serious damage. She had even stopped typing to witness his wobbly victory. [color=#A5F2F3] “Any pain, discomfort or odd sensation?”[/color] He shook his head and steadied himself against the side of the cryo pod. [color=lightblue]”N-nope. Just wobbly, feeling a little light-headed from the cryo.”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “I see, give me a moment,”[/color] Ryria shifted over to look through the various medical cabinets. After a few moments of searching, she pulled a small bottle out then popped two out. She then passed the small capsules over to Hazan,[color=#A5F2F3] “The light-headedness is expected from the cryo sleep, but take these to help reduce it faster. Then do a squat for me.”[/color] The turian took the two capsules in his talon and swallowed them right down. After a moment or so of letting his head rest, he slowly lowered himself into a squat on the floor of the med-bay, then stood back up, taking his time to do so. Ryria studied each movement with intense scrutiny. Her fingers making notes then sliding her pad to the side, typing additional tidbits before she came to a stop. Placing her omnitool away, she addressed Haze. [color=#A5F2F3] “Now, how do you feel? Any sudden pain or unnatural stiffness?”[/color] [color=lightblue]”Just a little dizzy, kinda weak, but that’s to be expected, right doc?”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “Yes, I’ll have you assigned a small dosage for two to three days since stock is limited. If it hasn’t faded by then, notify me immediately. It might be connected to a more serious problem,”[/color] Ryria stated as she returned to the cabinet. Her arm reached for the medicine and poured about four proper doses into a new bottle, her hand ticking off the number in the stock listing. She then handed the bottle to her patient. [color=#A5F2F3] “I believe you’re fit for duty now and can leave through that exit,”[/color] she pointed to the nearest door that several patients were already departing at. [color=lightblue]”Thanks doc. Hopefully I, uh, won’t be seeing you so soon.”[/color] The turian extended a hand for her to shake as a gesture of thanks, trying to suppress a shiver now that he realised the room was freezing. Ryria paused. Her hands still close to her as she eyed up the gesture, raising a tattooed eyebrow. [color=#A5F2F3] “That isn’t necessary. I assume you’ve been around a few humans and that’s where you learned that gesture?”[/color] Hazan nodded. [color=lightblue]”C’mon doc, indulge me. Treat it like you’re the welcoming committee, y’know?”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “There’s other people actually better suited for that-”[/color] “Ryria, will you just shake his talons and stop stalling. You still have another patient waiting for cryo defrost,” came a shout from a Turian nurse, her tag printed with the words Surerax Leneiros on it. Ryria exhaled, then cautiously took Hazen’s outstretched hand. She gave it a brief, but firm shake before retracting it back to her side. He returned the handshake warmly and gave Ryria a smile. [color=lightblue]”Cheer up doc. New galaxy, new future! Don’t have to be such a sour fruit all the time.”[/color] [color=#A5F2F3] “It could be off to a better start,”[/color] Ryria replied, through her tone held a hint of sadness. She checked down at her omnitool for the next patient’s name,[color=#A5F2F3] “If you don’t mind, I have a turian female to dethaw and pair of asari on my list to ensure are still alive.”[/color] [color=lightblue]”Right then. See you on the flip side, doc. Maybe a bit later when everything’s settled down, if you want to have a brandy with me.”[/color] Before Ryria could decline, Surerax popped in. “Yes, she would. I’ll make sure she’s ready...What time?” [color=lightblue]”Maybe after work. I’ll send you my omnitool address.”[/color] Surerax ignored the glare Ryria’s frowning face gave her, finally resigning herself to whatever fate her companion was setting up for her. “Deal, she’ll be ready and waiting.” Hazan chuckled and made his way out of the cryo bay to go find whoever was in charge of APEX. He had a recruitment interview to sit through. [/hider]