Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Making Amends

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“Excuse me,” Jasmine said quickly shutting off the screen and looking at Faye. It only took a second for her to bust out laughing. “Yvonne told you it was the Rod McChaud hour didn’t she,” Jasmine shook her head with a smile.

“Something like that,” Faye said, trying hard to not smirk but failing.

“Thank you Yvonne,” Jasmine yelled out from her office.

“Ummm hmmmm. I got ya’ chief,” she said and added with a deep laugh. “You know if you would just turn on the EMH you ain’t gonna miss what I’m seeing and honey I am seeing a lot. Damn that white boy is hot,” Yvonne let out a satisfying humming sound.

Leaning back in her seat Jasmine gestured for Faye to sit. “So you know our guilty secret. Every department has one. When Max says the warp core is out of subspace variance,” she air quoted the engineer in term. “He’s playing that
Oubliette and basilisks dice game thingy,” she shared.

“Good to know,” Calloway said with a light laugh, filing that detail away for another time.

“So what can I do for you,” jasmine leaned forward on the desk. “How are the burns? Any more issues with light sensitivity and your eyes?”

Lt. Jasmine Wynter. CMO

“Everything seems okay, thanks to you,” she said, gesturing to Jasmine. “But I heard that things got a bit… dicey while I was a bit out of my mind with either pain or sedation and I feel like you need something just in case we end up in a similar situation.” Faye handed Jasmine a little black box with a lid that slipped off. Inside was a black eye patch.

“My way of apologizing, even though I know you’re going to tell me it’s not necessary,” Faye said.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist

Jasmine let out a deep laugh that shook her entire body as she opened the box. Sliding the eye patch over one eye she held out her hands in a ta-da pose. “So what do you think,” Jasmine turned her head modeling the new apparel fishing for a compliment.

“Just you watch, you’ll start a new fashion trend,” Calloway said, her eyes glimmering. Wynter’s response seemed to be an acceptance of the apology and for that Faye was grateful. “We can call you One-Eyed-Wynter, and all shall fear you!” she added dramatically.

“So Max told me you are planting a garden on the ship,” Jasmine asked. The rumor that this was happening had spread through the mess hall fast enough and the fact the engineering chief was helping gave her a lot more information than most. “I am not saying I am not a fan of the idea but what brought it about,” Jasmine asked taking a sip of her coffee.

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

Faye wasn’t exactly surprised people were talking about it, but on the other hand her observations so far were that few people seemed interested. Which was fine by her. She shrugged. “A few things, I guess.” She chewed on her lower lip for a moment before pulling out a chair and accepting the unsaid invitation to stay and chat. “I used to do a lot of gardening when I was little. Everyone on the colony had to pitch in, or else we didn’t eat. That was the life on the edge of the Federation for you. But there’s something… calming about it. After the explosion in the jefferies tube I was… taken back… far too much, to some events that happened a little while ago.” She tapped her head with two of her fingers. “As I’m sure you probably know, my BPD can be more difficult to deal with after difficult events, trauma, etcetera. I’ve been looking for a non-medication way to try and…” What was it that she was looking for anyway? Peace? “I just need something to do that isn’t punching things out on the holodeck or in the gym. Something therapeutic. So I want to grow things. And we have a whole section of the science department that is meant for a garden if we want one, so I asked the Chief of Science what she thought and she gave me the thumbs up. So… I’m building a garden,” she said with a small smile.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist