USS Europa
Black Rock- A Reunion of Friends
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) in Black Rock- A Reunion of Friends
Posted by Captain Johann Dvorak (CO) in Black Rock- A Reunion of Friends
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) in Black Rock- A Reunion of Friends
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“Yes,” Johann said, knowing exactly what that might look like. “Again, I have to be careful about what I say, but… I think the worst case is that she gets a small dent and then feels like she’s stuck for a minute. Which… well… not to trivialize anything, but really is kind of how she gained a lot of confidence in the first place.”Deacon nodded.
“I mean, I don’t need to tell you about her memory, and how never forgetting means she doesn’t always perceive the difference between who she was and who she is. This is another one of those times, and she works these things out when she realizes she’s the latter and not the former. Then she gains the confidence from it. It’s only complicated this time because it happened on a mission.”
It was technically true as far as the record was concerned. It was even mostly true even if one were to include the information that Johann knew but wasn’t going to talk about.
– Johann Dvorak, CO
“Yes, that has certainly been true in my experience with her too. I can see how her memory taking over on a mission would be distressing for her though.” Deacon sighed slightly. “I have a hard time remembering some days to step back and allow her to figure it out. We’ve been friends for so long and she’s been fighting for her future so long that I think I forget that she doesn’t need my help as much as she used to. And now she’s got other people who can help her as well,” he said with a genuine smile.
~Deacon Amherst
OOC: I think there was a split where I replied to this bit, but I think I’ll just run with it here anyway.
IC: “I suppose she does,” Johann said cautiously. The implicit reference to himself made him feel rather self conscious; a feeling that had been lurking slightly in the background ever since Vora proposed this event. That and he wasn’t used to thinking of Vora as someone who really needed his help. I mean, he did help her, sure but it’s not like…
Wait, he thought. What wouldn’t I do, exactly?
– Johann Dvorak, CO
Slipping around the other tables, Vora returned just then and took her seat again before Deacon could say anything more. She eyed the tuber roots and shook her head before digging back into her the last bits of her meal. She had a suspicion that they might have bene talking about her when she left, but she also wasn’t worried about it. If it was important, one of them would bring it up.
“So, been playing much music lately?” Deacon asked her.
“Uh, not so much. And haven’t done anything publicly since that open mic night a few years ago.” Vora paused with her fork in the air and looked at Johann thoughtfully for a moment. “I should though. Might help with some of the recent stress. And maybe it would be good for Jerrin too. I could take him rock climbing as well,” she said with cheeky grin towards Deacon.
You went rock climbing? Johann wondered. Oh wait, right, Geology. Still… He had assumed that she wasn’t much of an outdoorswoman given her reaction to the idea of going camping however many years ago it was now. When it all began…
Amherst laughed. “Anger issues?”
Johann smirked slightly at that question. “Well, when he gets the wrong idea about why someone is dating his Mom, yeah…” he said quietly.
She considered that. “Not like mine were, but the kid needs a release of some kind. Though he did seem to make friends with our Chief of Security awhile back, so I might see if he wouldn’t mind teaching Jerrin some stuff. ” Vora paused for a moment to gather her words. “I think there are many days when I observe him and see so much of myself in him, and while that’s wonderful in many ways, I guess I’m just a bit… cautious. He’s had a hard enough life at this point that I want to make sure he’s steering in a good direction.”
~Vora and Deacon
Johann was trying to imagine what Jerrin and Range would have to talk about. A slight frown might have started appearing. “How exactly did the two of them meet? Jerrin and Mr. Range, I mean?”
– Johann Dvorak, CO