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)

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

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Daggum nodded and took a drink. “So it seems. So… take the constraints off, Janna. Its a big galaxy… you have everything you need to go do something reckless and dangerous.. Go take a risk… because I’ve been where you are. It doesn’t go away, that itch. You gotta scratch it or it will drive you crazy.”

Daggum

Janna laughed loudly, tipping her head back slightly. She was still smiling even as she sighed. “You’re funny, Daggum. How do you supposed I would take those constraints off? I can’t change what my body will do if injured. Minor injuries are one thing, but more serious stuff can kill me. All it takes is for me to be a tiny bit too far from medical help or for them to be delayed.”

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Daggum shrugged and then winced slightly. “That’s the risk, though. And no, you can’t change what your body will do if you get hurt. But the itch isn’t about not getting hurt, is it? It’s about not being safe. And if you aren’t safe, you are on the edge. And think about it like this… serious stuff can kill anyone, not just you. And when it’s time to go, it’s time. Death is inevitable, Janna. The trick is to make it there with as few regrets as you can.”

Daggum

She shook her head before bracing her elbow on the table and resting her head in her hand. Just then, the server came over with the fries and crab cakes and Janna lucked a fry out of the dish and popped it in her mouth. “There was this moment back during a previous mission, when we were in the other universe. Our CNS at the time was in danger, lying on the floor and someone wanted to kill her. I… I didn’t think, I just acted, and the next thing I knew I threw my body over her and yelled something about them not being allowed to hurt her. It was entirely stupid, but it stuck with me. Maybe that’s when the itch start. The realization that I had so damn safe all these years, so scared. I became a little less scared and I’m not sure what to do next, what risk I should take. Maybe I just need time to percolate.”

“What about you? You’re about to go off and get married shortly. Excited?” she asked, her eyes lighting up.

~Janna Kingston, CNS