Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in side-sim Lounge
Casela left her office. The isochip tucked into a secret pocket in her uniform. She closed her eyes. She needed to get drunk. That worked right? It made you forget? By the non existant Gods of Betazed, if she could go back and do it over, she’d have made sure she died in that compound. Cobb and the crew were worth it, right? She didn’t read the file. It was for Cobb not her. There was a personal message in there too. She hoped Roebuck didn’t tell Cobb what this was going to cost her. What was the most ironic thing, she KNEW Zachariah, hell RYDER was going to be so flippin disappointed in her. She knew WHEN that happened, but not how and she didn’t want it to matter, but it did. She cursed in several languages as she walked into the lounge. Tonight it was empty. She went behind the bar, found the strongest bottle of liquer that was, took it and a glass and sat in the darkest corner of the lounge.

She hated drinking, it was disgusting, but eventually, and after too few, it didn’t matter anymore. She stopped using the glass too.

Lt. Synthier

It was a late night, Hampton had been in his lab, but unable to concentrate. He was tired and needed alone time. He headed to his quarters but realized he hadn’t been to the lounge other than to investigate a snow cloud. He sighed and turned back the way he came and ended up in the lounge a few minutes later, it wasn’t bad, the setup was actually quite nice. The lights were dimmed though, and for a moment, Hampton thought he was alone. Suddenly he heard the sound of a bottle on a table. He spun around startled to see Synthi-er drinking straight from a bottle. “Well well well.” He chuckled. Walking over to where the counselor sat. “What have we here?” He could not hide his amusement from the counselor, and so did not bother trying.

Lt. William Hampton- CE