Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Joseph Rainns (Incoming Chief of Security) in side-sim Back in Sickbay

Posted by Cadet Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in side-sim Back in Sickbay

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Arriving at Sharah’s quarters, Rainns used his command codes to override the lockout on the Door and entered her quarters. As diligently and carefully as he could, he began looking around for anything that seemed not belong or be out of place in the room.

L.T. J.G. Joseph Rainns- COS

Upon entering Sharah’s quarters Rainns noticed that it is very net. It appears sparse and undecorated at first glance, but he realizes that everything has a place. A reflection of how she wishes her inner life was. There was music playing, instrumental but very complex. Multiple melodies and tempos. Oddly soothing but with an underlying edge to it.
On her desk are several PaDDs. Investigating them shows an array of research. Some PaDDs contain notes on exobiology and medical history of those cultures, another has a compilation of historical cures that are still viable. The last contains a file named “Cure.” The last PaDD is a collection of life histories and memoirs of several seemingly normal Betazoids, except for one thing. They all were extreme telepaths like Sharah. She had marked details in each and then on another page had a list of what she had marked. On her view screen was a large map of Betazoid. The last thing she wrote on the PaDD was “HOME??”, a word she had marked several times in the memoirs. On her comm screen was a letter waiting to be read, from an Andrew Fayth. ‘Sharah, two weeks, and no word from you. This isn’t funny. You said you were having a hard time. You’d better be dying for scaring me like this, little sister. If I don’t hear from you soon, I’m contacting your department head while I’m on the way to your ship. Do you understand me? Please call me. Love, Andrew.” He’s chief of security of an outpost in sector 5.
Moving on Rainns found no food containers but downloaded what she had requested from the replicator. The matter recycler was empty as well. There were several items on the coffee table. A beautifully carved chess set, copies of the newest who-done-it holonovels, a copy of Sun Tzu’s Art of War, and paper copy of 1984. There was a single empty gift box with a note, “Thank you for letting me be me, for accepting my differences. Here is something for you to enjoy while being yourself. -Sharah’
Her bedroom was like the rest of her quarters, neat, sparse, free of clutter. She had several books on her bedside table all with bookmarks, none of them finished. The alpha wave stimulator lay on the bed side table as well. Dr. Mika would be able to tell if Sharah had used it recently. Also next to her bed was her schedule.
0645 breakfast in mess hall. Less people, easier to adjust
0730 Mok’Bara class in the gymnasium filter the static during meditation.
0900 meet Ashlyn for practice. Dams need adjustment.
1130 lunch, too crowded in mess hall still, eat in my quarters.
1230 to 1900 duty shift.
2200 meditation. Empty the dams
There were also notes about how she was sleeping, if she used any medicines or extra help. It appeared she had been keeping those notes since she started at the academy. The last two days had notations indicating she was having trouble sleeping, with a note to talk to Lt. Mika. Older notes from the Academy are very detailed, but without the focus on controlling her gift, that seems to have started on her way to Challenger. About two days into her trip she began to record more instances of lack of sleep, dizziness, and confusion.

Cadet Fayth, Doctor

Rainns felt intense sympathy upon coming across all of the belongings Fayth kept in her quarters, the more he looked over her notes and schedules however, the more convinced he was that there was no outside interference here, that this was strictly an issue with Fayth herself. He looked on her schedule “Ashlyn for practice,” he read out loud to nobody, the pieces in his head began to take shape. Her lack of sleep appeared to have coincided with this “dam” approach she had been using to contain all of here telepathic abilities it seemed. He began studying the Doctor’s annotations that she had made referring to other Betazoids, in particular looking to see if she had copied some form of treatment that one of them had used.

L.T. J.G. Joseph Rainns- COS

As Joseph continued to examine the notes, he saw something amiss. Her notes from the academy, her routines were impressive, detailed, impressively detailed. After about two days on the transport her notes became short, vague and lacking compared to before. It didn’t matter what the notes were on. Anything dated prior to departure reflected a very brilliant mind, full of passion and dedication. Her notes dated afterwards were, well sad and disappointing. Sharah had thousands of terabytes of data on trying to find a cure for herself, but it would take days to examine it all. While he was looking through it Sharah’s notes her comm panel began to flash. It was an incoming message from her brother, Andrew Fayth.
Cadet Fayth, Doctor

Joseph heaved a breath of doubt, under normal circumstances we wouldn’t dare answer somebody else’s comm signal, but, her brother might be able to give him some clues as to what happened before and after. He sat down at her desk and answered the message, introducing himself before Andrew could speak. “Hello, I’m Chief of Security Joseph Rainns of the USS Challenger, your sister is in sickbay, she appears to have suffered a mental breakdown, I am currently conducting an inquiry into the event, I apologize for answering but I feel you should be made aware of the situation.” After saying this Rainns realized his mouth was dry and his palms were slightly sweaty.

L.T. J.G. Joseph Rainns- COS

A betazoid man, about 5 years older than Sharah appears on the screen, “Sharah it’s about time, what is up with you? Do you have any idea…” Andrew stops realizing first that Rainns is NOT his sister, and second Rainns had quite a bit to say. “A mental break down? Sharah? Are you sure?” Andrew looks like his legs were knocked out from under him. “Do you know from what? Was her paracortex over stimulated, did she suffer some kind of psychic trauma?” Andrew rubs his face with both hands. “She’s…she’s been strange the last two weeks. We talk every or write every day. She’s been cutting conversations short, her letters have been vague. At first I thought it was nothing. She can do that when she’s really focused on a research project, but,” he pauses to ask again, “What happened when she had her break down, right at that moment?”
Lt Cmdr. Andrew Fayth, COS Outpost 59

Rainns shook his head, ” I have no clue at the moment, but the doctors in sickbay are tending to it right now, hopefully they can give diagnosis soon. As to what she did when she broke down? She just mumbled some incoherent words and then went down. ” Rainns paused for a second, “Doesn’t her research project has something to do with folk medicine? Maybe that has something to do with it.” In his head another piece fit into place, he just hoped the puzzle he was assembling was going to form the correct picture.

L.T. J.G. Joseph Rainns- COS

Andrew shook his head and raised a single eyebrow, “Really you have no idea? Lt Rainns you don’t lie well and you aren’t tell me what you know. Before you take offense, as COS I’m sure you’d ask the same thing if you were in my shoes. Where was she when she was found, what was she attempting to do? Surely you know at least where she was and someone had to have seen her. I want to help, but you have to tell me. It will take me 5 days to get out there if I can find the right transport, and she could be much worse by then. If you tell me, perhaps, I can give some insight into what she was doing. What has she been doing over the last several days? How has she been acting. I know she is new on board so there is no norm, but I know Sharah’s norm. Yes she researches folk medicine. It is possible she took something, but there would be records. Search her things. Sharah is very scientific, she wouldn’t take anything randomly and not record it to determine the effects. Anything she might have taken would show up on a medical scan.

Lt Cmdr. Andrew Fayth, COS Outpost 59

Rainns took a deep breath, ” Lt. Cmdr. Fayth, I can promise you I do not know what is wrong with her, if I did, I would absolutely tell you, but I don’t. She was in one of the security offices deck 7 when she collapsed, she wanted to go to a phaser range apparently, and was looking to get clearance, I’ve been going through her journals and it mentions some sort of mediation she seemed to be trying. I honestly don’t know anymore than that, but if I had to guess, I’d say whatever mental gymnastics she was attempting to do didn’t work the way she wanted.”

L.T. J.G. Joseph Rainns- COS

“A phaser?” Andrew pinched the bridge of his nose. “As one security chief to another, that would scare the life out of me. The idea of my sister erratic and a phaser in her hand, would scare anyone. What you have to understand, though, is we drilled her in contingency plans. If one emotion were to overwhelm her so she couldn’t think, we worked with her to have a safe outlet. If she was looking for a phaser and target practice, I would wager she was feeling anger/rage she was looking for a safe outlet. A phaser wouldn’t be my first choice, but she may not have been aware of other options on the ship.” Here he stops and looks at Joseph, “I know about you, Joseph Rainns. Sharah told me.” Andrew let’s that sit for a minute. “I don’t want to influence your judgement, but Sharah’s mind works fast and her subconcious is crazy brilliant too. It’s equally likely that her brain came up with a reason to find you. She was in severe distress and needed someone she trusted, and that person was you.” Andrew sighed, “Of course it’s all speculation until she wakes up.”
“Mental gymnastics? That sounds erratic for Sharah. You have to understand, she was at Academy a year and a half before we had a hint that it was too much for her. Sharah’s doctor contacted me to come visit her. She was in an awful state. She was totally overwhelmed, but no where near a mental breakdown. She hadn’t told anyone how bad it was and she managed to cope with it ALONE for a year and half. She, well let’s say there were a lot more people at the Academy than on your ship. The number of people on your ship should not overload her like that. Everyone back home kept telling her she couldn’t do it, and Sharah’s stubborn. It doesn’t seem like it because she always seems to have her mind elsewhere. She appears flighty, but it’s just all the input. She is really smart and figured she could do it alone. She’s also really strong. She may have been nervous about her first assignment, but to go off and change her strategy plan without talking to anyone, I doubt that. I check in with her every day since then. There were people in her class that didn’t like her. Made a pariah out of her, but she didn’t stop. She didn’t give up and she certainly didn’t go off doing mental gymnastics and asking for phasers. I knew something was wrong when she didn’t write or answer my calls, but I just was hoping she was enjoying her first tour of duty. There are illnesses that affect Betazoid telepathy, it’s also possible you have a rogue telepath on board who would rather Sharah not know what they are up to. There is no way to know before she wakes up.”
Lt Cmdr Andrew Fayth, COS Outpost 59