Abscission

19 - Medical Intervention

by Fluxom

Tags: #cw:gore #cw:noncon #D/s #drugs #f/f #graphic_violence #hurt/comfort #scifi #accidental_conditioning #anxiety #blood #depression #disassociation #dom:female #dom:internalized_imperialism #dom:plant #Human_Domestication_Guide #medical_play #mindbreak #paranoia #self_care_is_over_were_doing_drugs_now #self_harm #self_harm_is_over_were_still_doing_drugs #sub:female #xenophobia
See spoiler tags : #awake_surgery #parasite/symbiote #plant_vampirism #sadomasochism #torture

cw for more graphic descriptions of blood and violence, and more (justified) extreme psychotic episodes, and other fun negative emotions (nobody dies)

Solanum was worried. She wasn’t sure what she had done wrong to upset Autumn to such a degree that she’d turn reckless, but she wasn’t sure if she could risk what progress they had gained by chasing after her or not. This conundrum ultimately solved itself when an alarm blared to life off of her tablet. Solanum whipped it out to check the notice. Panic attack? Unsurprising. Harsh drop in blood pressure? Not good. It’d reported already administering preliminary medications but that it had done so three times after the fact as well due to continued activity.

That… was probably very bad.

Solanum rushed out of her hab and followed the collar’s signal. She barely even bothered to keep her body together as she ran through, preferring the speed granted by being able to be a free flowing mass of vines that could simply dance above the crowds. As she soon discovered, locating Autumn was quite simple. She simply had to follow the trail of blood that announced her passage. It didn’t take long after that before she met up with other affini who had scrambled to help her, then not long after that she had discovered that it was a human medic team that had gotten to Autumn first.

Dirt.

This was probably fine, she told herself. They’d been trained to handle affini medicines already. She still rushed after them into the emergency wing, soaring right over the crowd as she did and forming her human shape once more only once she was past the public area. A pair of nurses attempted to stop her, then a security guard, but she just morphed herself around them as quick as possible to keep moving.

A loud scream ahead confirmed her worst fears. By the time Solanum arrived she saw a pair of surgeons run screaming out of the operating theater, followed after by more humans in bloody smocks. Not long after Autumn burst out the door herself, knife held in both hands swinging erratically through the air. “Stay back!” She screamed, her every movement spraying the hall scarlet red. “You rebel fuckers won’t take me alive!”

Autumn’s eyes were blown wide out, staring out into the void past wherever she was turned. She wasn’t here. “Autumn!” Solanum shouted hopefully, but it didn’t reach her ears. Autumn only screamed in response, out against the people who had hurt her, out against the terran accord, against the compact. She didn’t have time for this. Solanum frowned as she marched towards the human, “Sorry, little one.”
 
For a brief moment of clarity Autumn turned towards her, then stumbled in her own blood and scrambled back, rushing back into the surgery theater with her hand on her side. Solanum burst through the doors after, finding Autumn huddled up against the furthest corner. Her lips were blue. Her body was shaking. “No,” She begged. “No, no, no, no no noooo not now not now.” Her voice trailed off into vague whimpers, alternating between something about the terran accord and plants trying to eat her brain.

“Put down the knife, Autumn.” Solanum’s vines unfurled around her. “Only warning.”

Autumn froze, hands trembling, body unsteady, then spun the knife around and attempted to plunge it into her neck. Solanum was already on the move, vines shooting out as fast as she could to stop her. They collided with her forearm with a sickening crack, sending her hand flopping unnaturally off of its place. A second cluster of vines intercepted her hand, shattering her fingers in the process of forcefully grabbing the handle from her. A third went towards the blade, pushing it away from her body as best it could before infiltrating into the wound.

Autumn didn’t even have time to scream before it was over. In that instant Solanum’s body unwound itself, collapsing down around her in a blob of plant matter and toxins that rendered her inert not long after.


 
Solanum later emerged from the theater with Autumn carried in her arms. She’d planted roots through Autumn’s body, and plugged the injuries with makeshift grafts, but all she could do now was hope. A pair of affini approached her as soon as she stepped out, but she walked right past them without stopping. “I’m moving her to the affini wing.” Solanum attempted to speak flatly, but she couldn’t stop her thorns from sticking out. “Notify Celasia immediately.”

Where did she go wrong? Was it in how she broke the news of her release to Autumn? She could only assume that was what led her to the bouts of reckless behaviour. Perhaps it was in allowing Autumn out at all. Or did she not keep the secret of Autumn’s past tight enough? Maybe someone had overheard her shouting about betraying the Verdant Dawn and decided to take matters into her own hand. Or rebels had followed her over the weeks. Or it was just a random attack. Or maybe, maybe, maybe.

Solanum deposited Autumn’s body in a bed that was far too large for her small frame. Every action she reflected on seemed like a mistake now. She should have found less compromising attire for Autumn. She should have pushed Autumn to find a hobby or a group of friends or something. She should have taken Autumn with her to work, kept her near at all times.

By the time the other affini came in and surrounded the prone human to treat her, the only thing Solanum could tell for certain was that she shouldn’t have even tried with the human. None of this would have happened if she’d just sent the terran off from the start. It would have been for the best.

“Solanum.” Exima was shaking her shoulder. “Solanum, you there?”

Sol’s voice came out completely hollow. “Have security lock this place down and keep her sedated until the Baiera arrives.”

Exima flinched. “Will she…?”

Solanum stood up to her full height, thorns fully bared across her body and needles open threateningly to the air. “I’m going hunting.”

“Oh no you don’t.” Pyrus kicked open the door and threw a hand out in front of Solanum. She tried to move around him but Pyrus locked his fingers around her sternum and forced her back into a seat.

“Pyrus, get out of the way.” Solanum’s voice bled into an open growl.

Pyrus ignored her threat, still pinning her in place. “You’re staying right here until she wakes up and you’re going to ensure she gets well again, Solanum”

Solanum gave a revving grumble from her chest, vines shaking as they unfurled and formed sharpened points towards the other affini. Pyrus’ eyes were locked onto hers, body mirroring her posture.

The two remained there, silently staring each other down and practically daring the other to move first.

Solanum broke into a quiet sigh and collapsed back into herself first. “Fine. Exima, I’ll keep watch.”



It took a little under a day to trace the attack to a rebel ship. The blade had been acquired off the shipbreaking site they had sent the Verdant Dawn to, and the person who was seen bumping into her was later revealed to be using a false identity. Internal security followed their path to the ship they had used, then followed the trail it left to hunt them down. Now she could do nothing but wait on that front. 

Two days later Autumn opened her eyes again. Solanum had spent those two days either pacing around the medical wing or slumped over a seat in Autumn’s room, and in both cases filled her mind with possibilities and regrets. This was entirely her fault, probably. She collapsed to the side of the bed, holding Autumn’s unbroken hand in hers and whimpering in relief that Autumn had woken up at all.

Her human attempted to speak, but her voice was just a hoarse whisper past the implant growing in her wounded neck. Solanum had to lean in close to hear her.

“Please don’t leave.” She’d begged.

“I won’t.” Solanum answered.

Autumn gave a weak smile and then fell back into her dreams.

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