Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Deck 9 - Shadows Are Not Immune To Light

Posted by Captain Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) in Deck 9 - Shadows Are Not Immune To Light

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She had been correct that Zoi’s presence would help with this process she was starting. Dira gave Zoi a soft, if weary, smile. “So… um.” She blew out a breath. “It’s a little rough right now. My first officer forced an issue that he had every right to, but there are… consequences. And I need to go see Dr. Grayson, since she’s my new psychiatrist after Dr. Almikaz left.” Her eyes glistened. “I’m not okay, Zoi,” she said with a shaky breath. “And I won’t be until I work through some stuff. So I’m going to see Grayson right now, but I really think I need you with me. Not just for support, but because… there’s a bit more to events with Franks than I wrote in my report. And I really want you to know about it too.”

Captain Myqian, CO

Immediately, Zoi was moving to stand before Dira. She placed her hands on both arms, gently comforting in both touch and demeanor. She wanted to know what happened between the captain and the XO, but now was not the time to push for that story above everything else. The look of concern in her eyes gave way to gentle encouragement. “Of course Dearest. Whatever you need, I will do.”

Was she worried that Zoi would say no? Not really. But there was still relief that flowed through her as Zoi touched her arms. “Thank you,” she whispered.

=/\= Lt. Ruby, I have something I need to take care of. You are in charge. =/\=

=/\= Aye Chief. =/\= came the quick and professional reply. Satisfied, Zoi kissed her love on the forehead and turned them both toward the door. “Let’s go.”

Haven, COS

Dira walked out of Zoi’s office and waited till they were in the corridor before she took her head. She wanted and needed the connection and reassurance and though they had previously shown affection in public, this was not something they normally did. Dira wasn’t even sure precisely why she felt it okay now, but she held Zoi’s hand as if her life depended on it all the way up to Deck 7. Stepping into the crew counselling suite, she had a weird sense of deja vu, of being pulled into this space out of distress. She could only hope that this time she didn’t make hasty decisions with her health. Hindsight was 20/20 and all that, but the conflict over her telepathy still hung heavy over her.

Still holding Zoi’s hand, Dira lifted her chin slightly as she approached reception. “Dr. Grayson is expecting me. Can you let her know I’m here.”

Captain Myqian, CO