Posted by Cadet Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in Side-sim Second Chance Dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Joseph Rainns (Incoming Chief of Security) in Side-sim Second Chance Dinner

Posted by Cadet Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in Side-sim Second Chance Dinner
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Sharah listened very carefully, she took a sip of her water while she pondered his concerns. “I’m going to talk to you as a medical professional first. The brain of a Vulcan is not that much different than a human. Both are capable of great feats. Humans have the same innate ability to be telepathic, but due to evolution it only appears in a few. Vulcan seem very logical and very disciplined. But the way their brains work, on a physiological level is the same. Now I’m going to speak to you as someone who has studied with them.” She took a deep breath. “It wasn’t for very long, I was about 10. My parents brought me to Vulcan hoping they could help me. It didn’t last long. Vulcans have great mental discipline, but it’s not what they want everyone to think it is. To most other telepaths they seem to be very stern and ordered,” she made a stern face and dropped her voice a bit, “but I could hear their subconscious and it was the worst. Vulcans can’t silence it and it is full of turmoil and emotions and doubts and lack of order. See Vulcans control that by meditating every day.” This time she did squeeze his hand to make sure she had his full attention. “Joseph in all my life, all the people my parents got to help me, the doctors, hospitals, interplanetary trips, and no I haven’t met every Vulcan or every telepath, I have NEVER met anyone who can focus their mind like you. You might have Vulcan heritage, but it is NOT you. Do you know how long Vulcan children study? 16 hours a day every day from the time they are 2. They are NOT born with that talent in them, their culture trains them to have it, and a large percentage of them, don’t finish the training. What you have done, those things you admire about yourself, are worthy of being admired by you and everyone around you.” She let that sink in for a moment. “If you think I’m telling you stories to make you feel better, I’m happy to share those memories with you.”

Cadet Fayth, Doctor

Rainns smiled, “Well that was a good pep talk, thank you. I know you are ultimately right, but it’s just a shock to me, and I can’t help but feel the way I do.” Rainns looked at the food, “ enough about me, let’s eat.”

LT JG Joseph Rainns- COS

Sharah smiled, “You are entitled to feel any way you want. Your feelings about it are valid and relevant.” As she got up she squeezed his hand, “I’m here. I’m not a counselor, but I’ll listen, give advice, crack jokes at your expense, though they will be very bad. I’ll help you research, I’ll even let you do it on your own. I’ll help you learn about and use this new talent. Whatever you need.” She walked over to the replicator and took out the two plates she had prepared and set them on the table. The pasta was miss shaped and looked nothing like bowties, but the rest looked okay she hoped. “Tell me if it’s awful. It won’t hurt my feelings.” She pointed to the wine bottle on the table, “Do you want a glass? I’m not allowed to yet, but I can pour you one.” The table was positioned to look out the window at the stars.

Cadet Fayth, Doctor

Joseph smirked, “Feelings are secondary to facts though, and your facts will always trump my feelings.” He looked at the food with an eager desire but waved his hand at the wine, “I’m quite alright, I’ll just stick with water tonight.” He said a quick prayer and then began to eat. The pasta wasn’t bad, and he liked the sauce, the chicken was especially tasteful. “It’s not bad Sharah,” he said, as he looked to her and then out the window, “you thought of everything.” Taking another bite and finishing he spoke up again. “I don’t think I want to really explore any of my abilities though, I prefer to live a simple life of just being a regular human.”

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

“I’m glad it came out alright.” She glanced at him while he glanced out the window, “I tried too.” She listened and she could understand why he might feel that way, but she was …sad…disappointed…she started clearing the plates. Joseph’s acceptance of her and her illness had been an unexpected joy. She had enjoyed sharing her thoughts with him and he had said he didn’t mind, that he wanted to. She took a deep breath and pushed it aside. It didn’t change how she felt about him, or that she wanted to spend a lot more time with him. She would respect what he wanted for himself. “And that,” she smiled a little sadly, “is up to you. Just promise me if it bothers you you’ll let me know. I am so sorry, that my ‘gift’ …no I’m sorry that I brought this to you. I never want to be the cause of your unhappiness.” Sharah walked over to another table and pulled out two bowls and got something from a container that was frosted over. She placed them on the table. “Fresh fruit sherbet. I used to make it with my mom when I was little.”

Cadet Fayth, Doctor

Rainns shook his head, “Don’t apologize, I’m grateful that you helped me learn more about myself and I love that we have the intimacy to explore each other’s minds, I still can and want to continue to do that. You are not and will never be, the cause of my unhappiness.” Joseph eyed the bowls, “I’ve never had this before,” he said, “let’s see how it goes.” He could tell as she got the bowls something was troubling her. “What’s the matter?” he asked in a concerned tone.

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