Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (Gamemaster/Fate bringer) in Main Sim: Psychiatry Suite

Posted by Lieutenant Anastasia Darren (Psychiatrist) in Main Sim: Psychiatry Suite

Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (Gamemaster/Fate bringer) in Main Sim: Psychiatry Suite
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Anastasia sat in her small office, paging through service records and cross-referencing to crew members who still needed to come in for their routine psychiatric evaluations. So far, her shipboard experience had been sheer busywork, but she wasn’t particularly complaining. The routine of psychiatric evaluations was so similar to the routine of the qualitative data collection she was familiar with that it almost felt like she was back in her research lab. She’d barely had time to complete that thought when the sudden jolt threw her out of her desk chair and her stack of PaDDs went flying throughout the room. She felt a bump on her head and swatted whatever the projectile was away, noting with amusement several moments later that she was now covered in multicolored lollipops.

“Not a research lab…” she thought with a grimace as she rubbed her aching head. She’d have a knot there, but luckily nothing more serious, she thought to herself as she tried to get back to her feet in the dimness of emergency lighting. Taking care not to step on the lollipops, she knelt down and started trying to sweep them back into their container.

Darren

“Let me help with that,” a low voice, definitely male, said. An arm reached out beside her to grab one of the lollipops and he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “You’re not hurt, are you? I could give you a massage if you, my dear,” he said playfully. His hand was able to touch and pick up a lollipop, but Darren would be very aware that the man didn’t register to her empathic senses at all.

~Mischief Maker

At the sound of the male voice, Ana’s body skyrocketed a foot, maybe two feet, in the air again. Trembling, her black eyes widened as she whirled around to face the voice, minutely noticing that her mind was strangely blank despite this new presence.

“Whhhh-whhhh-who are you?” She stammered, wrapping her arms around the lollipop container to cradle it protectively against her chest. “What are you doing in here? I locked the door,” she said, a bit more firmly as she managed to dig her Starfleet training somewhere out of the recesses of her brain. She glanced around her office in a slightly panicked fashion, trying to find something that she could use as a weapon. She’d heard stories of psychiatrists being surprised in their office and, well, they never ended well…

Darren

He feigned sadness. “Unhappy to see me?” he said, stepping closer, but moving gently. The frown shifted into a grin. “Come on, Reesha, we don’t have a lot of time. I have a shift soon. We should”-he waggled his brows-“make the most of it.”

~Mischief Maker

“I… don’t know who you are…” Ana’s voice barely came out above a whisper as she trembled, clinging to her container of lollipops. She gulped and urged herself mentally to put on her big girl underwear and tried to continue her response in a much firmer voice, “I’m Doctor Darren. I don’t know who Reesha is.” Her only response to his eye waggle was to tap on her comm badge. She pondered whether she should set down the lollipop container but decided on the comfort of an object between her and this person.

=/\= Darren to Security. There’s an intruder in my office. =/\=

Lt Darren, Psychiatrist