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USS Memorial

CNS Office (Attn. Grey)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in CNS Office (Attn. Grey)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Grey)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in CNS Office (Attn. Grey)
Posted by… suppressed (13) by the Post Ghost! 👻
After a short break, which included refilling her mug with scalding black coffee and catching up on the next chapter of: “Death on the Nile,” Lissan figured it was time to give Agatha Christie a break and focus back on the purpose of the day. Scanning over the list, Grey’s name popped up next. It seemed like he would be her next victim for poking and proding the mind.

=^=Lissan to Grey, care to spare a few minutes to get a psych evaluation out of the way?=^=

Dr. Lissan
CNS

OOC: Fixing post, go confused by ship and Character.
IC
=^=Acknowledged.=^= A curt tone came over the comm. About ten minutes later the door to the counselor’s office chimed.

Dr. Grey - CMO

OOC: No problem!
IC:

Come in!” A mechanical voice responded from within the office. Lissan had been briefly reviewing the Doctor’s file, although she didn’t read too far into it. After all, a file was just the data, it didn’t exactly speak for the person.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Jack entered the room immediately. stopping a few steps in to look around “Lieutenant Zenobia?” He asked courteously “I’m Doctor Grey”

Dr. Grey - CMO

Pleasure to meet you, Doctor.” Lissan rose to her feet, offering a hand across the desk in greeting. “Thank you for meeting me today. Are you doing well?

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Jack took the offered hand and shook it, firmly but not hard “Yes I am, thank you” He smiled his courteous smile as he let her hand go. He took a step back, giving her telepathic transmitter a curious look “I understand that you utilize a form of telepathy to communicate through in an auditory manner but I’m curious, how do you ‘hear’ what I say” His eyes narrowed “As I understand it telepathy is not the greatest way to mass communicate, especially with non-telepaths.” He put his hands up and made a series of smooth movements. Andorian sign language “” His grasp of the basic alphabet seemed good but his wording was rough. However, it was clear from his mastery of the words themselves that he did speak Andorian, at least partially.

CSO

The transmitter also works as an amplifier, so that I can sense your speech centers greater than I can general thought. That way, I have a better understanding of what you’re saying over what you’re thinking. Unfortunately, it is still a work-in-progress, and there are bound to be mistakes. For which, I apologise in advance.” A small frown tainted her features, her sincerity in her apology evident. Raising her eyebrows, her antennae perking in interest, Zenobia was impressed to find the doctor could speak AnSL. “<It is not necessary, unless the transmitter breaks. Despite learning fast, you're quite good.>” She paused, “<You speak Andorii?>“

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Jack smiled at her question. He sat down then raised his hands to respond “<Yes, speak it weller. I like to learn new language, helps focus>” He frowned slightly, clearly annoyed at his spelling “<Sign Language is just next logical step>” He seemed more pleased with himself but not entirely “<Language is like math and history.>“

CSO

Lissan watched as his confidence in himself seem to grow with the longer her spoke. “<It's like an equation.>” She agreed, “<Put two unique pieces of different words together, and you've formed a new one!>” She chuckled, “<It gets complicated with sign language, though.>” She kept her words fairly simple, for both of their sake. “<Do speak anything else? Aside English.>” Even she made mistakes here and there.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Jack leaned back to consider “ He paused once more to figure out the correct spelling “<Vulcan Basic, Andorian, Tellarite, Betazed, Basic Catioan and Gra... graz..>” He finally gave up and said aloud “Grazerian, I met President Inyo when I was nine and I was so nervous that I learned the language before the meeting” He paused then raised his hand “<Turned out to be unnecessary.>“

CSO

He must have been flattered to hear a boy speaking his native language.” She grinned, “<Did you set out to learn these languages in hopes they might help in the Sickbay? Or were they more of situational, like President Inyo-- or just for fun?>” Twelve languages, she was duly impressed by the range of linguistic aptitude the man had. Surely, he had a ready and able mind.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Jack finally sat down, his smile continued “I did not begin as Doctor. I first was Science man” He paused then said aloud “Xenobiology and Quantum Physics” He then continued his signing “My plan was, learn Starfleet, retire fleet become Doctor. Plans not go as… planned” He gave a slightly awkward grimace at his wording “I am what Earthlings call Genius, high IQ, learning is easy for me. Social cues were difficult. Before Starfleet. I learn languages because I get bored easy.”

CSO

Bump 2.4.

That is an effective way of satiating boredom.” She paused, “<Of all the languages you have learned, which is your favourite?>” Zenobia hid a flicker of amusement behind a trained smile. She was not surprised to hear Grey had been a scientist before the world of medicine came crashing over him. Although, with great intellect came poor communication skills. Luckily, he seemed fairly competent. “<Do you have any friends here?>” She asked, aware of the difficulties in finding companionship when social cues were hard to grasp.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

I think Vulcan, Language is very logical and surprisingly entertaining Jack then smiled at her question, he had in fact been anticipating the question ” While it is true that high IQ often correlates to low EQ in my case such is not entirely true. I do make friends, albeit slowly. To answer your question no I do not have any friends here but I have not been here long enough to get to know anyone” THis particular signing took him a long time, mostly due to his carefull wording.

CSO

Have your hands grown tired yet?” Lissan hindered a chuckle before it erupted from her throat. She knew a person could only sign for so long until the muscles in their fingers grew tired by the exertion. “Which is perfectly all right.” Lissan switched back to their conversation, “<Are you lonely?>” She asked. She was, in no way, trying to offend Grey, nor was she making assumptions. She simply wanted to ensure he was stable and as happy as possible.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

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