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Medic sighs as she looks at Tisarwat and Ekalu, “Well Seivarden will be fine.”
“What about Fleet Captain?” Tisarwat asks looking at Breq laying on the examination tablet as Seivarden sleeps in one of the infirmary beds.
“I have isolated the frequency that Justice of Toren uses for the implants.” Medic rubs her forehead. “I have no guarantee this will work. Sphene and Ship seem to think it will.”
Tisarwat nods, “We still have to try for the Republic’s sake.”
“Then I am going to ask you two to leave. You need to get some rest.” Medic shoots Tisarwat a pointed look.
Medic begins to set up her instrumentation as she she hums under her breath. She hooks the thin wires into Breq’s implants. They’re not completely noticeable. But Medic has enough experience dealing with Breq’s injuries to know where the ports are. It is better to do this as least invasively as possible.
What she plans to do will likely be a shock to Breq’s system. It may be unpleasant to watch. She taps the instrumentation panels setting up the disruptive frequency. The Key is to modulate the frequency carefully with the data stream. She knows what Breq’s data stream looked like before being hooked up to Justice of Toren. She’s had time to analyze what it looks like afterwards. There are some slight variations that Mercy of Kalr pointed out during the analysis. Hopefully shifting the pattern will do the trick.
Then she initiates the modulation. Breq’s body shudders as the sequence runs. Then it is done. She takes the reading. It matches the reading of Breq before. She draws a breath, “Ship. Amaat willing, I’ve done it.”
“Amaat willing.” Mercy of Kalr echoes in Medic’s ear.
Medic reaches for the syringe to wake up Breq. She pauses for a moment. What if this hadn’t worked. She has a far enough amount of experience with unwilling patients. She’ll be fine. Besides. It had to have worked. It has to. There is no other option. If the Presger find out…
Breq’s back arches as she gasps after Medic has applied the medicine. Medic’s heart beats faster as Breq garbles words coughing. Then finally Breq speaks. “Medic, never do that again please. Whatever you did, my head feels like it has a swarm of bees in it.”
“Welcome home, Fleet Captain.”
Breq’s lips twitch slightly upward.