Posted by Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical Officer) in Meeting with counselor

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tello Anaar (CNS) in Meeting with counselor

Lance found the counselor’s office. He rang the bell to notify he was there. As he was adjusting his color, he found his little ferret around his neck hiding. “ Astro what are you doing here? I thought I left you in our quarters.” He said to his little friend.

Dr. Lance Nightingale Ensign

Tello had just sat down with a cup of tea planning on going over some patient files, when the door chimed. “Come in.” she called as her gaze moved from the computer screen to the door of her office. There was nothing on her schedule for the next 90 minutes so this would be a surprise. Not having slept well the night before, she hoped it was going to be routine and not an emergency.

—CNS Anaar

The answer from the counselor sent the little ferret to hide around his neck under his uniform once again. The door open and Lance walked in and said “good afternoon counselor my name is Dr. Lance Nightingale. I’m the new ensign in the medical department. I believe they want me to urgently talk with you recording my past if you read my file you’ll see that I have no memory of my life two years before join Star Fleet. Yes I have my regular knowledge as much as a human being My age has. The memories I don’t have access to his who I am what I did who my family is who were my friends and what my name is. They have ran my DNA so many times and surprised I still have blood in my veins, but the egghead sensed her medical still don’t know who I am” as he finished, he was standing in front of the counselor‘s desk

Dr. Lance Nightingale Ensign

So this was the man who belonged to the intriguing file she’d read. “I’m Cmdr Anaar. Please, sit Ensign.” A few taps to the keyboard brought up Nightingale’s file which she scanned quickly. “Yours’s is a very intriguing case. How are you dealing with the loss of so much memory?”

CNS Anaar

Lance took a sit “I don’t know how I feel the human side is confused but the Vulcan side keeps me in check and pushing on. I studied alternative treatment from the medical field”

Dr. Lance Nightingale Ensign

OOC: Nothing cleared up, but let’s go ahead.

IC: Anaar looked at the Ensign, a crease growing between her eyes. “That’s a huge statement, Ensign. Let’s unpack that a little at a time.” Dark eyes searched his file once again. “First off, I think something is wrong with the chronology of your amnesia.” Scanning quickly, she compared the dates she was concerned about. “It says here that you have no personal memory before you turned seventeen. Is that correct?”

LtCmdr Tello Anaar, CNS

Lance looked at her “yes the only memory of that time was 2 years before starting the Academy. There was an admiral Quinn, who seemed very interested in my story of no memory he help me get into Star fleet academy. When there I gravitated to the medical field when I was there” he said relaxing in his chair

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

Wait…he had no memory until he was 17 but the Admiral thought he was interesting enough at 15 to see to it that he got into the Academy? How could that possibly be since Nightingale had no memory of being 15?

“So most people enter the Academy when they are 18 years old and its a four year course for most careers. So how old are you now?”

CNS Tello Anaar, LtCmdr

Lance saw the confusion “oh I see. I went into the academy at 17 but I met the admiral who helped me at 16 after I got my GED” now that Lance thought about it why was the admiral so interested in him?

“So I entered the academy at age 17 so I am about age 20-21” he ended

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

Tello nodded and let her fingers dance over the keyboard as she updated his file. “Alright, but saying you are ‘about’ 20 to 21 is problematic. People aren’t used to others not knowing how old they are, so—have you chosen a birthday date to celebrate each year? It’s a small thing you can do to make yourself more…I don’t want to use the term ‘normal’ because that word is used to describe some very abnormal behavior. Let’s say choosing a birthday would make you a little more approachable.”]

CNS Tello Anaar, LtCmdr

Lance looked at her and closed his eyes “I guess the day I woke up 10/31 Halloween” he said “I understand that some people don’t know how to approach me for them, not going much about me. I don’t blame them I don’t know much about myself so I can be a little awkward around people” his body started to show he was relaxing around you

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

“Alright, I’m going to plug in Halloween as your date of birth and 22 years ago would make it…” A quick calculation and she typed in his birth year also. “You say that’s the day you ‘woke up’. Were you unconscious or in a coma?”

CNS Tello Anaar, LtCmdr

“As far as the doctors could tell me, I just brought in unconscious and then when I woke up, I didn’t know who I was or anything. Brain scan shows no problems with my brain. I have no physical injuries. It was just a mystery to the” he said (not liking to talking about it)

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

Tello chewed on her bottom lip as she considered his situation. “How can that be? Surely you had friends or relatives keeping a watch on you. No one grows to 17 without people in their lives. What happened there?”

CNS Tello Anaar, LtCmdr

Lance repeated him self “I don’t know. No one claimed me, no one visited me all I know was I was scared alone and I didn’t even know who I was. Do you know much fear I went through” he said sounding a little tense with a bit of fear he was getting unsettled, his relax demeanor straightened up “the only person who helped me during that time was admiral Quinn. Heard my story and reached out and started to help me get situated then when I was 17 he helped me join the academy then after 4 years here I am”

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

Mykl didn’t understand how or why the man in her office was on the Memorial. It didn’t make sense. Also, there had to be someone looking for him. Right? Apparently, the Ensign had suffered complete retrograde amnesia. However, there was nothing in his records that indicated he had endured a head injury, stroke, or anything else that could bring the condition on. Perhaps it could be explained–she let her imagination go, closing her eyes and tilting her chin up slightly. ‘Ensign Nightingale might have been kidnapped by slavers. They could have taken him from his home planet, and sold him light years away.’ If that was the case, while serving in that capacity, he could have sustained a terrible injury that resulted in amnesia.

Making a note to investigate the situation further, she looked back at Lance. “Alright. So, I’d like to speak to this Admiral Quinn. Perhaps he can shed more light on how you came to be here. Can you give me his information sometime later today?” A few taps on the keyboard, putting in her shorthand for notes that would be translated later, and she focused once again on Lance. “Tell me what it is you’d like me to do for you, knowing the reality of star ship life?”

Lt Mykl Najjar
CNS Ark Angel

Lance looked at her “ I will like understanding I know nothing about my past except for the past 6 years but admiral Quinn is a hard man to get in contact with he is always off world…..but I find it a little odd of how be become so interested in my case? But he did help me get into Star fleet and he took care of most of my enrollment” he said “but my dreams I can tell you about more like nightmares flashes of a lab of some sort but I can’t put my finger on it Tommy” he stopped for a few seconds…..there it was the feeling of forgetting something “who is Tommy” he said lost in thought.

Ensign Lance Nightingale (Medical)

This crewman was going to take some special handling. He thought somehow she knew more about his past and the elusive Admiral Quinn than he did. “Oh, the way you made it sound, I thought you and Quinn would still be in touch.”

Mykl turned to the computer and typed in a few notes to remind her about investigating the Admiral, and Nightingale’s history. “I can try to help you with bad dreams and anxiety, Ensign, but you’re the one who has to put in the work to find out about your past.”

Lt Mykl Najjar
Counselor