Posted by Commander Stark Nightstalker (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Kingston’s Quarters- Answers Come in All Forms

Posted by Commander Orvos Legen (Executive Officer) in Kingston’s Quarters- Answers Come in All Forms

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Kingston’s Quarters- Answers Come in All Forms

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Janna snorted. “So what do we do know? Do we tell the captain? If it was Koraia, I’d say, yes absolutely, because she’d probably have already known something was up. I don’t know about Wallace though. We’re still getting to know each other.” She was loathe to bring more people into this, but it did seem a courtesy to the CO to let her know something was afoot on her ship with her crew.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Orvos sighed as he considered their options. “In short, your doctor will definitely need to know. I think it may end up being up to you and your doctor as to whether you share this with the captain,” he admitted. “I can’t really stop you if that’s what you wanted. If anyone needs reassurance I could provide them with basic info to help.”

He obviously wanted to avoid having the whole crew know, but the more he thought about it, the more others would likely need to know as well.

-Lt. Commander Orvos Legen, CE

“Shall we go as a united front?” Stark frowned, “In my case this is all still a bit theoretical and I’m not one for sharing secrets, especially if they’re still theoretical”.

Stark Nightstalker CIO

Janna suddelnly found her vision blurring and as she planted her hands on her hips, she tilted her head upwards, closing her eyes. She had fought to stay in Starfleet, not because they hadn’t wanted her, but because she had doubted her very existence. Everything she had ever known had been shattered on that day on Emiria III. Her body had been altered, seemingly broken, and even after she picked herself back up, procedure after procedure failed to reverse her condition. She had learned to live with it, but there had always been an escape hatch in the back of my mind, a knowing that it the right circumstances came about, she would leave Starfleet.

Was she there now? She didn’t think so, but was, simply, overwhelmed. There was potential in this new ability, but she wished for once she’d had a say. But that wasn’t how life worked most of the time. As tears trickled over her cheeks, she stood there acutely aware of Stark and Orvos, their attention and concern. Inhaling fully, she sighed and dropped her head, opening her eyes.

“Let’s go to Sickbay and see Grey. We can decide from there I guess, she said shrugging her shoulders. This was new for her too.

~Janna Kingston, CNS