Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in Kane’s Quarters- Confessions and Collaboration

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“No. What I am proposing is shrinking a tumor until its manageable for surgery. There’s no difference.”

Alexis turned to look at the XO. Her voice was neither accusatory, belittling, or hopeful, simply analyzing the information and Dira would be able to tell, if clear minded enough, Alexis was simply process data and scenarios. “Honestly Cmdr, it’s no different than what the Betazoid prison system does. They developed a mechanical device that attaches to the brain stem and stops all telepathic and empathic ability. They use it on prisoners that are too dangerous to keep alive otherwise. For the Betazoid people not having any use of telepathic ability is like being made impotent as Lt Kane is suggesting for him. The brain becomes dependent on the device after several days. It can be removed but once it does any telepathic use or contact over loads the brain and the person dies. It is a dangerous device but one that for certain people is necessary to protect the larger population. What Lt Kane has suggested is really no different, just chemical rather than mechanical.” She paused and then after a moment, “It is plausible that I could make such a device to control his sociopathic tendencies…” (OOC this information comes from a ST TNG novel Battle for Betazed. I know not the typical canon we use but…)

Then as if out of nowhere, but really not, Alexis spoke again. Having processed both her concerns and Kane’s evaluation of the situation, Ogawa was a hospital ship with hundreds, as well as the potential to care for hundreds more of sick and wounded…innocents..She looked at Kane, deadly serious, and then the Cmdr. “Remove me from the ship. Let him follow me. If it’s me he wants and I leave he will follow and the ship, crew, and patients are safe.” She returned that serious gaze to Kane. “We control the environment, how he can approach me and observe him. Then a course of action can be decided based on risk assessment. I can contact Intel and tell them to bring me back to work on a project, or I have enough leave time, since I never use it, I could be gone for several months without worry.”
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Kane, R&D

This was… out of hand was the wrong phrase, but Dira didn’t have a better one. It wasn’t like Alexis was intentionally trying to be a martyr, here, and if it were someone else, they’d already know why that was an unacceptable answer. And Dira should explain it, but her explanations seemed to not matter. It really didn’t matter what she said or did here, and that was when she realized that this was one of those situations that wasn’t hers to deal with. It was strange, but a bit relieving given that her emotions were too confused, too intense right now to allow her to have solid judgement.

Shaking her head, Dira rose to her feet and was, for a brief moment, tempted to swipe the bottle and take it with her. Instead, she walked to the door, triggering it to open. “Captain Taylor is your commanding officer. I think she’ll say no, but this situation is hers to decide on. It’s her ship, her crew. Take it to her,” she said quietly and walked out.

Commander Myqian, XO

Alexis sat, elbows on knees, hands laced together, thumbs sticking out side-by-side, chin on thumbs, deep in thought rocking slightly back and forth on the edge of the seat. After Myqian left Frigga came out from under her chair and sat looking at Alexis then finally pawing at her knee. Alexis got up walked across to the replicator, pulling the stylus out of her bun her hair falling loose, and ordered a bowl of water and a glass of ice water. She placed the bowl on the floor, and then drank the glass herself. The stylus tapping out an agitated rhythm the whole time. Then suddenly she returned the glass to the replicator, grabbed the bag she had been carrying, found a spot on the floor and sat, back to the wall of windows , and began reading through the PaDDs again.
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Kane watched her intently, eyeing the movements and the body language. When she finally settled down, he looked at her and said “You gonna talk to me? Or bury yourself in a search for something that isn’t in those PaDDs?”

Kane

Alexis wasn’t really reading the PaDDs, she was simply moving them from one stack to another not even looking at what was on them. Occasionally she would scroll, stare hard at what was on it, and then put it down. Her mind not focusing and not calming. “You keep telling me to use you as a distraction, but I don’t know what that means right now. I have questions but I don’t want the answers. I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to think about it.” She had three stacks of PaDDs and she was seemingly moving them about at random from one to the next, pausing to look but not seeing, her hands shaking. The stretch and reach to pick up-glance-and place each one almost covering the fact she was rocking back and forth. “He was IN my room while I was in the shower, Solomon. I…I told him not to touch me and he laughed, told me to scream no one would care.” Figga had moved and was sitting in front of the door, just before the point it would recognize her and open. Alexis voice dropped, barely audible, and she was crying. “He was going to make me go. If I don’t do what he wants he’ll make me. He used to tease me and say all anyone had to do was lock me in a dark room and I’d do whatever they want. I don’t want to be bait for him, but it’s the best option. Give a sociopath the opportunity to obtain the object of their obsession and they will take it, it’s a compulsion.........I’m scared.”
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