Posted by Lieutenant Solal Segal (Oncology and Immunology) in Side-sim: Sea breeze

Posted by Lieutenant Achilleas Petrakos (Scientist) in Side-sim: Sea breeze

Posted by Lieutenant Solal Segal (Oncology and Immunology) in Side-sim: Sea breeze
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“Next time I will say non-vulcan of me… Does that satisfy your complaint?” Solal gave Achilleas a look, raised brow and all. “‘Logicing’ myself?”

“Yes, I am satisfied.” Achilleas said proudly as a preening bird. “Logicing, you know, convincing yourself with logic that a problem you have isn’t really a problem. Some might even use hypnotic suggestion for the same effect.”

Solal’s brow might as well have floated right off his face. “Convincing myself that a problem isn’t a problem? That is not logic. Nor does logic have anything to do with a pseudoscience like hypnosis.”

“Hey hypnosis is not a pseudoscience!” Achilleas a scientist objected. “It’s convincing yourself that there is no problem because emotion is a non-Vulcan attribute when you are clearly having that problem otherwise. How can you say you’re not using logic to convince yourself otherwise?”

“The idea that one is so suggestible that they will become relaxed and do or think whatever is suggested to them is ridiculous,” Solal replied. “I cannot convince myself I’m not having a problem if no problem exists.”

“Isn’t hiding behind logic being so suggestible that you are convinced no problem exists?” Achilleas countered. “Why again do you not want to go get treated? Is that reason not stemming from an emotional response? And if you say it’s because you’re unwell that you’re having such a response, isn’t that all the more reason to get treated?”

Solal punched the side of the boat, hard enough to leave a mark. When Séan had irritated him, he’d had the control to manage himself and not react. Presently he had no such thing. “This discussion is circular!” He said, voice rising, shaking his head. Then another punch, his fist pounding downward into the boat’s side as his anger raged.

Achilleas didn’t feel threatened or alarmed at Solal punching the boat, though he was surprised at the action and very glad it was holographic and not real. He did however raise his hands in a placating manner and gave Solal the time and quiet to calm down. Continuing this discussion wasn’t going to be productive.

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“It was only for a few hours, and only because I needed to sleep.” Solal looked at Achilleas. “I’m okay.” Who was he convincing? Achilleas? Or himself? “I’m not going anywhere.” He would need to test his mind. Keep it from deteriorating further. He couldn’t let what Achilleas had suggested happen.

~ Solal

Achilleas inhaled a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. As much as he was afraid of losing Solal it was doing either of them any good to get worked up about a future that might not happen. He took in another deep breath and let it out. “I’m sorry.” He started to say with a quaver in his voice. He cleared his throat before continuing. “I’ve been assuming the worst for everything lately. I think I’ve got some valid concerns but we’re not there yet. This is why managing your health is important to me though. If we can delay, slow or stop the progress of your illness then I think everything should be done to do so.”

Sci Petrakos

Solal shook his head. “Don’t be sorry. That’s what the counselors are for.” He gave Achilleas a pointed look… Yep, if Achilleas was going to try to make him get treatment more frequently, he was going to try to make Achilleas visit the ship’s psych services regularly. “We are slowing it as much as we can.”

~ Solal

The look was wasted on Achilleas because he wasn’t even looking at Solal. “I don’t know how counselors will help me not be sorry but okay.”

Sci Petrakos

Solal tapped him gently, still giving him that look. “That is why you need the counselor, to tell you how or why you shouldn’t be sorry for that.” Man was he glad he was Vulcan. All that emotion stuff was far too frustrating to deal with. For Solal a counselor was pointless. For Achilleas… Well, perhaps one could help him.

~ Solal

Achilleas didn’t react to the gentle tap as he was still looking out at the fake water. “I don’t need a counselor to tell me why I shouldn’t feel guilty or remorseful. I’ve had plenty of that back at Starfleet Medical and it obviously didn’t take. No, I just need to reign in my emotions and keep them from boiling over. This is about your health, not my mental health afterall.”

Sci Petrakos

“Your mental health is equally as important as my physical health.” Solal crossed his arms in a stubborn emotional response to the situation. “You get regular psych appointments, or I don’t go to sickbay except for emergencies. If you can ignore your problem, I can ignore mine.”

~ Solal

Achilleas finally turned his head to look at Solal. His expression turned cold. “An ultimatum? And using your wellbeing to coerce me? Are you sure this is how you want to proceed with this? Besides do you think this is going to be effective? You’re already ignoring your problems, so if I was dead set against seeing the counselor’s absolutely nothing would change. At least you finally admitted to having a problem though.”

Sci Petrakos