User:Sky Blake/Additional Sandbox

Blake's timeline

Flashback, 239102 ((Flashback, 239102)) Blake: ~~ Whatever you're doing, keep doing it. ~~ ::There was a twinge of a smile on his lips, and he slightly in his cross-legged perch on the bed, breathing deeply. He was in the back of her mind, testing the limits of the emotional bond they shared. She wasn't sure how - the Vulcan aspect of their relationship had always confused her, often leaving her with too many questions and many of which he simply couldn't answer. ::So she simply watched as that chest expanded and deflated, the contour of his arms and shoulders exquisitely illuminated in the dim lighting. He'd kept the beard - well trimmed, never long enough to "cause mild irritation" - which only softened his facial features. ::If she had of known he was going to put on a show, she would have brought some strawberries.:: Sabor: You are very distracting. Blake: ~~ *I'm* the distracting one? ~~ Sabor: It is simple meditation. Blake: ~~ With the perfect mood lighting. ~~ ::An eyebrow rose, those soft brown eyes opened.:: Sabor: Still distracting? Blake: ~~ You'll always be distracting. ~~ ::He gave an amused huff, pushing forward to the bed as he crawled up beside her, one hand resting on her hip, the other he was using to rest his head upon. She couldn't help but smile, shifting so that she was firmly wrapped within his arms, her nose trailing against his neck - a Brekkian instinct, an action for intimacy and nurturing.:: Blake: I love you. ::There was a moment of silence, Sabor holding her tightly against himself, placing a kiss to the top of her head.:: Sabor: I love you, too. And we *will* get through this. Flashback, 239102 ((Flashback, 239102)) ::Fingers tracing the numb scar on her lower back had brought her to some form of reality, opening her eyes to the warm, low lighting of their bedroom. She hadn't been asleep - not really. Just resting.:: Blake: ~~ Thalaron particles. Or radiation. To be honest, I didn't get the chance to pay attention. ~~ Sabor: I didn't think they could cause such a precise injury. Blake: ~~ They didn't cause the injury. The saved my spine. ~~ ::She could feel the curious eyebrow without having to look at him, instead smiling into her pillow.:: Blake: ~~ It's a long and terrible story. ~~ Sabor: I'm sorry for bringing up the trauma. Blake: ~~ I don't mean 'terrible' like *that* - I mean 'terrible' as in "I was so stupid back then". ~~ Sabor: You are not saying this is self-inflicted, are you? Blake: ~~ No. But if I had been smart, it wouldn't have been inflicted in the first place. Running head-long into danger is . . . ~~ Sabor: Illogical. ::She smirked a little.:: Blake: ~~ Something like that. ~~ Flashback, 239312.06 ((Flashback, 239312.06)) Shrmoa: I can't ascertain what causing the headache you described - it doesn't seem to be trauma from your . . impromptu battle. I believe you should have a few tests done in the event it's something to do with your dead lobe, but until you have more free time, I will have to wait. I can give you something for it- Blake: Don't bother. I have a feeling it's psychogenic. ::The Tarkalean hummed at her assessment.:: Shrmoa: Keep thinking positive thoughts as recommended, Commander. And stay away from Orions. ((End flashback))

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Tristams med thing

	CORE, TRISTAM DANIEL Patient Reference Number: TC - 725 - 253 Date of Birth: 236111.22 Age: 39 Sex: Male Species: Rodulan
		MEDICAL RECORD
	Height: 172 cm (5'8") Weight: 71 kilos (158 lbs) Blood Type: A T/E Rating: T0 NR
	PAST MEDICAL HISTORY Chronic Illnesses: None Medications: Previously took high-strength pain medication whilst in recovery from several bouts of surgery. Administered terakine for pain whilst in recovery from shoulder injury. Allergies and Reactions: Unknown
	PAST HOSPITALIZATIONS/SERIOUS ILLNESS SD 238708.01: Explosion aboard the USS Pioneer's Engineering see's Core blown into a bulkhead and having another bulkhead fall onto him, breaking his skull and causing severe brain damage and crushing his left knee. Doctors worked for twelve hours to place him in a somewhat stable condition, in which time he is transferred to a medical facility. SD 238708.08: Core is given 12 months of medical leave, in which he is required to attend rehabilitation. He chose to remain in the medical facility until he was posted to Deep Space 17. SD 239109.23: Treated for a scapula and clavicle fractures, and head trauma aboard the USS Garuda. PAST SURGICAL HISTORY SD 238708.01: Placed in surgery to stabilize him. SD 238708.02: Surgery to repair brain damage (telepathic lobe deemed irreparable). Total knee reconstruction.
	PSYCHIATRIC HISTORY SD 238708.08: Is required to attend regular counseling sessions during his medical leave. SUBSTANCE USE HISTORY Alcohol: For occasional recreational uses (mainly celebrating) Recreation Drugs: None Other: N/A
	FAMILY MEDICAL HISTORY Mother: Meredyn Core (deceased) Father: Gamighan Core Siblings: Taywor Core (twin brother)
	SOCIAL HISTORY Marital status: Single Children: None Occupation/Assignment: Chief of Engineering Diet: Various edible substances Exercise: N/A

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Data drop

Achievement Name	Achievement Description
Saveron
Evil eyebrow	Earned a raised eyebrow from Saveron.
Walking encyclopedia	Had Saveron explain something to your character, at great length.
It's hot in here!	Nearly died after walking into Saveron's quarters without adjusting the environmental settings.
Soft and fluffy	Pet Fluffy the Tribble.
T'Lea
Blunt force trauma	Survived an encounter with the Romu-vulc herself.