USS Asimov
Rest and Relaxation?
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Rest and Relaxation?
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Rest and Relaxation?
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Rest and Relaxation?
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Aasrel smiled. Once it starts rolling in we’ll get them to come up here. Aasrel wanted her to feel included in the family. He knew everyone else did, too. They would be happy to invite her to their old “secret place”.
~ Izei, CMO
Will Masas bring Vexi too? There was a subtle sound behind them, and Bethany whirled from her stretched out position to one knee facing back behind them. At the same time she had pushed Aasrel behind her and reached for a phaser that wasn’t there. Cursing herself the whole time. Her mind raced with outrageous and totally unplausble scenarios. Most centered around Elias Balthazar.
Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS
It was Keyana who jumped when Bethany reacted so swiftly. But then she settled and smiled. She knew Bethany didn’t mean anything by it, she could feel her paranoia. “I was just letting you know breakfast is ready.”
Her posture relaxed immediately, but the jumpy edge didn’t fade at all.
Aasrel hugged Bethany to him. It’s alright. It’s just Key.
~ Izei, CMO
She relaxed noticeably in his arms, but it was his presence, his words, and recognition that really helped her. Bethany nodded just slightly, but it was more a feeling of acknowledgement. “Sorry Keyana,” Bethany smiled apologetically. “Thank you. We’ll be right there.”
Keyana smiled and turned, heading back for the house.
I’m sorry, Rel. Her regret and shame we’re palpable. She couldn’t do much about it though. She hated the paranoia, and she knew it was mostly baseless. The thing was, it wasn’t anymore.
Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS
Don’t worry about it. Aasrel hugged her tighter now that his sister was gone. There’s nothing here to worry about. We’ll be okay.
~ Izei, CMO
She leaned against him, head laid back on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She breathed slowlt a few times. I know, but knowing doesn’t stop the paranoia. Maybe she should go back on her medication? She hated it though. It made her lethargic and muddled. She didn’t feel like herself and it was hard to make decisions. We should go eat, I guess. Your mom is a great cook.
Lt. Cmdr. Gadi, COS