Posted by Ensign Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in side-sim Trenton/Fayth Quarters

Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in side-sim Trenton/Fayth Quarters
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Sharah shook her head, “Hey Ashlyn remember, I’m a scary strong telepath. I’d know, well, most of the time, if they were bad. Unless they are SUPER bad, and then I wouldn’t know they were there at all.” She laughs and gets to her feet. “Yes we did, and this is what we want to do. We were hoping you could help.” She picks a PaDD up off the desk and hands it to NE Reese. It details the plans for half a room to be made into what looks like a jeffries tube cross section blew up in the room. “Except we want to do the whole room, rather than half of it.” Sharah waits for Reese to look over the plans.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Reese looked at the PaDD with an expression of confusion, most engineers, heck most people in Starfleet would be happy to never have to be in the Jefferies Tubes. To have a pair that want to live in them is just plain odd to the young Ensign. Her forehead creased in the apparent confusion, prompting Ashlyn to ask questions. “Is there a problem? You looked troubled, is this not something we can do?” The Ensign shook her head, partially to say no but mostly to shake herself out of her own thoughts. “No no, nothing wrong, just unexpected. You do have enough fabrication privileges so there are more than enough components to do this. I guess it takes all types then, should be about a week to get the work done.” More of the ensign’s surface thoughts gravitated toward how weird the two of them are and what a waste of time this is but a request is a request and she’ll get it done.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

“We can repurpose items here in the room, or reclaim them to reduce the amount of credits used up.” Sharah heard the thoughts and turned away. She thought back to Zarath ordering them to get extra exercise to help them both sleep. As Ashlyn’s doctor she could easily write up a medical need for it. “Yes it does take all kinds,” she sighs to herself. “If it’s a matter of taking too much time, if you could help us with the diagram and some instructions, we can do it ourselves.” The ensign’s thoughts were upsetting for Sharah. She hated hearing them, and although she was used to being seen as strange, weird, and a pariah it didn’t make it any easier. And she didn’t like this ensign thinking about her friend that way either. She glanced at Ashlyn, the hurt obvious, though Ashlyn wouldn’t know exactly what was wrong. When it came to being in sickbay and anything medical, Sharah was a force to be reckoned with, but outside of that arena she was shy and painfully unsure of herself. She turned back to NE Reese, “We can get everything moved out of the way that we would be keeping, to make it easier. We don’t want to bog you down with this.” Sharah desperately wanted to yell at the ensign to mind her own mind, that what they wanted may seem like a waste of time to her, but was necessary for them. She sits down in a chair, working hard to move above the noise around her, to surf above it, so that she doesn’t hear what the ensign is thinking anymore. The phrase don’t be afraid repeating like a mantra in her head. In this case: don’t be afraid of what others think of you.
En. Fayth, Doctor

Ashlyn picked up on the look and though she didn’t understand the why, she did understand what she needed to do. Drown everything out with positive thinking, so while she continued to deal with Ensign Reese, her Conference were having a shouting match over what traits Sharah had that they thought were greatest. Of course, some of them would make sailors blush, and a few of them sounded more carnivorous than flirtatious, they were all significantly louder than Reese. “We’ll get this done quick, the room next door is empty so you two can move in there temporarily so we can do the work unimpeded.” Ashlyn playfully slapped the young Ensign on the back who flinched expecting to be practically knocked over but was surprised by how physically weak Ashlyn was than she was expecting from a Security Officer. “Awesome, we’ll get packed and swap over one. Take care and see you soon.” The Ensign was promptly escorted out, still confused but speechless compared to the near obnoxiousness of the Conference.

As soon as the Ensign was gone, Ashlyn was back beside Sharah. “Hey, you okay?”

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa