Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Head Case

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Head Case

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Head Case

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Rand was curled up on her bed (well it used to be her bed) in Randy’s quarters. Scott had volunteered to spend the day with her. Rand hated it. She did genuinely like Amelia. She was sweet and lively and everything Rand was not. The girl DID push her anxiety to the limits, but it wasn’t done on purpose. She was sweet and compassionate though. When she had realized all those months ago that Rand suffered from horrible anxiety, she had kept Rand’s seceret and had done her best to try not to make her anxious. What Rand hated was that people felt like they had to babysit her.

Scott was pestering her for details about the wedding. She’d come with gobs of data disks with pictures of all kinds of things, and when Rand’s head began to hurt too much to translate, Scott just asked her to pick either/or. It was actually fun and felt normal to be planning her wedding to Roman. However Rand was making no concrete plans about it. She and Roman hadn’t even talked about it, and (she thought rather depressingly) she wasn’t likely to remember tomorrow.

Rand

Scott went looking for Rand. She checked the rec room, the galley, all the labs, Alden’s office, and pretty much everywhere else she could think of that Rand might find or get lost, even the Jeffries tubes, before braving the command deck. First she Rand the chime for Alden’s door, twice, and when there was no response, she moved to the Farquharson quarters and rang the chime and waited

~ Scott

Hearing the chime, Rand sat up a little. She was sure it was probably Scott, Roman and Randy wouldn’t use the chime. She pressed the control for the door so it would open. She was a bit dizzy that morning and so she’d stayed mostly seated. She was looking through a scrapbook that she hadn’t realized she’d left there. She offered a slight smile to Scott. What should she say? She’d never been in a situation like this so she settle on “Hi.”

Rand

Scott smiled, “Hi!” Then she stepped in, without being invited, and stood by the door. “We were looking at wedding stuff… and then you disappeared a bit. Are you okay?” She asked. It was asked rather quickly, in Scott’s typical bubbly way. “And why aren’t you in YOUR quarters? Don’t you live with the Commander?” She asked, pointing toward the wall that adjoined with Alden’s quarters.

~ Scott

Rand started to nod, of course she was okay. And then she looked at Scott confused as she kept talking. The confusion made her anxious and she began to stutter. “I…I thought we were sup…p…posed to meet here. B..b..b…bigger ssspace.” She was supposed to meet Scott here, wasn’t she? “Wer..r..rrren’t wwwe?”

Scott said they had been looking at…wedding things…that was… that’s right, Rand remembered now that she said it. So why had she come here? Pain pounded at the back of her head and radiated out. She didn’t know why she left. If she was already with Scott why did she come here to meet her? “Chan eil fhios agam carson a rinn mi sin. Tha mi duilich.”

Rand