Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in If Desperate Wishes Were Horses

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in If Desperate Wishes Were Horses

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in If Desperate Wishes Were Horses
Bethany had been combing the ship, deck by deck, alcove by alcove, looking for traces of her mysterious benefactor. Bethany was thorough and complete, but she was finding no trace of the person. It was frustrating, but she was meticulous and stubborn. She would find the evidence.

Well she would find it if she didn’t go crazy first. She thought she was losing her mind. People talked and jabbered all day long and there was…music. Bethany liked music, but this was awful. It was discordant and didn’t harmonize or go together, and she couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. By the end of the second day, Bethany couldn’t stand it anymore. She left her office and locked herself in her quarters. Her head throbbed and her stomach churned. She ate, but dizziness, vertigo, and a throbbing head convinced her stomach to expel the contents. She was going insane.

Bethany

Aasrel had been checking in on her throughout the day, telepathically. He knew right away something was wrong. Shortly after she went to her quarters his voice was in her head, Bethany? Are you okay? I’m coming to find you.

~ Aasrel

Bethany looked up, but he wasn’t in her quarters and there was no trilling indicating he spoke over the comms. He was in her head. Or maybe he wasn’t? Maybe she just wished he was because it had helped the other day. People were talking just out of range, or too loud and she’d go to see and were gone before she got around the corner. People were sneaking around, the absurdity of the mission was getting to them, they were playing tricks on her. They had to be trying to see how paranoid she really was. It was working. They should count themselves lucky she didn’t walk around with a weapon usually.

She was NOT okay. She didn’t bother to tell him that though. Why should she? She was imagining him talking to her. Music…well at least in here the music had stopped. It was horrible. She never wanted to hear another note again.

Bethany

Aasrel, as promised, was coming to look for her. He checked her office, and then her quarters. He knocked on the door and spoke through the door, “Bethany? Are you in there? Are you okay?”

~ Aasrel