Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Eve (Engineering Officer) in Side Sim - 17/18 Forward - Early morning duty

Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim - 17/18 Forward - Early morning duty
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OOC: As the pedantic maker of the Mythology I’m offended (Joking obviously!) that you call our luxurious 17/18 Forward a weee little ‘mess hall’ :P

You know what the sensation of tiredness just awaken is, you feel already bored, already out of energy but indeed you do just need a good cup of tea and some paperwork that everything get in place and you feel the kick to start the day. So it was this the setting that found Guy in the mess hall earlier in the morning when on Earth the sun would have raised up only a couple of hours later. The chillness of the space, the rumble of the engines. Pancakes and tea, Guy was alone among his thoughts and ideas not expecting to meet anyone else at that time “Ensign Roy does have familiar problems…” he tapped his pen on the table “Need an anti-depressant prescription? It seems yes.” A sip and a bite and again the tip was writing something on his fancy paper sheet notebook.

Lieutenant Freeman, Guy - Chief Counselor Officer

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Eve did not understand the sensation of lingering tiredness when clawing one’s way out of a heavy sleep. Eve did not sleep. Therefore she also did not wake. Which made it all the more surprising that, as the android entered the lounge and replicated for herself an empty cup, every circuit and conduit in her synthetic body appeared exhausted.

Spotting the Counselor, she slowly shuffled over to him and flopped into a chair then for a few moments mimicked drinking from her empty cup in silence. Then, with great effort she shifted her focus to her companion and spoke, in an emotionless, monotone voice, “Good morning, Counselor. How are you today?”

• Eve (Eng)

Sharah entered the lounge the next morning. The day before had been long and she’d forgotten to turn on the delta waves before she fell asleep. She’d woken up some time in the middle of the night, her head hurting. She’d turned them on then and done some meditation techniques while they began to work. The headache was gone now, but she was a bit sleep deprived. She had also been disappointed to not have gotten a reply back from Joseph yet, until she realized the time difference had changed from what it had been on Europa. So she put that out of her mind. She had three arboretums to check on that day, and it was going to be another long day to go through everything.

She headed over to the replicator and ordered a very cold glass of water and yogurt with fruit. She didn’t want a heavy breakfast this morning. She turned looking for a table. She saw Lt. Freeman and decided she should at least say hello. She knew, from personal experience, that sometimes people avoided doctors because they were afraid the doctors would only harp on one’s health. She was sure the concept carried over to counselors as well. And since she’d never worried about talking to a counselor she didn’t mind engaging them socially if the situation arose. She began to approach the Lt when she noticed his companion, who wasn’t ‘there.’ Nothing, absolutely nothing: no thoughts, no emotions. The woman, based on appearance, was nothing but empty space, and Sharah was fascinated. She walked over to the table. “Good morning Lt. Freeman,” she turned to his companion, “Good morning, Lt.”
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