Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)
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The Ops Chief had been transported off the Paradise planet with the rest of the wounded. He would have protested, but being unconscious and having a large chunk taken out of his shoulder by one of the heads of Cerberus, a wound further intensified by the acidic drool of the beast, he was in no position to argue. He did wake up long enough to tell the doctor to let it scar… and from the looks of the rest of his emerald skin, that seemed to be a thing for the large Orion.

Two days later, Hammor lay in his bed in his quarters. He’d been told to take it easy for a few days more, but he hated it. He wanted to be up and moving. So, with some care to his still-tender shoulder, he got up and began to get dressed.

Hammor, Ops

Daggum wasn’t the only one recovering from the experience. Though she hadn’t been injured, Janna had had a strange and sometimes terrifying experience and she was taking time to figure out how she was doing. The crew had been through something yet again, so Janna’s reprieve had been short and her and her staff had been rather busy. Some people had taken upon themselves to drop by the counselling suite, and others were being prompted by higher ups in their department. Some were probably fine but she knew she’d need to follow up personally. =/\=Kingston to Hammor. Is it okay if I drop by?”=/\=

~Janan Kingston, CNS

Hammor cocked an eyebrow at the message, but then thought Probably part of the job… checking and seeing how peolle cope with physical trauma. He sighed and said =/\= Sure. I was gonna head out to the station, but I’m free now if you are. =/\=

Hammor, Ops

He couldn’t see her smile but likely Daggum would be able to hear it in her response. =/\=You know, a stroll someone off the ship would be nice. Meet you at the airlock in five.=/\=

Sure enough, as he arrived, Janna was there dressed in civvies, plain navy trousers and a soft cream sweater, commbadge affixed . “My only rule for this outing is no abductions,” she said seriously.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

“I second that. Hopefully this vacation actually is one. But I’m going with the odds that we won’t be caught in the middle of a god war here. And if we do…” and he adjusted the sling holding his left arm and grimaced a little in pain, “… I hope they don’t have a dog.”

Hammor