Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Unforeseen Developments - Starting Over

Posted by Lieutenant Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Unforeseen Developments - Starting Over

Posted by Civilian Yavia Crockett (Nurse - Sacred Heart Hospital) in Unforeseen Developments - Starting Over
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Sharah had finished in the lab and returned to her large empty quarters. They were so empty and cold. She picked up Hope, her cherry bonsai tree and carried it over to the sink. The water bowl had to be refilled, and from the looks of the tree she needed some plant food. Sharah took much longer with the task than necessary. She was putting off her call. After the protest she knew she needed an appointment, but she had put it off. She didn’t want to examine it too much. Now, well people were still upset over the shuttle attack, and her own emotions mixed with everyone else’s made a counselor necessary. This was the first time she had ever wanted to avoid an appt. She hadn’t spoken to anyone since the Viking, and that was far too long. Her console beeped, alarming, reminding her she had asked for the appointment, and it was too late to back out.

She sat at the console and turned it on, waiting for the connection.

Fayth

The screen was blank for a moment and then the spinning icon of Star Fleet appeared. A secured connection took a bit longer, but soon the screen lit up.

A non-descript man with glasses sat in a room that was warm and inviting. He smiled and inclined his head. “Lieutenant Fayth. It has been some time.” he said, the odd juxtaposition of Polish and British accents vying for dominance. But the smile and genuine warmth of the look on his face was the same as it had been on the Viking. “How are things on Oed V?”

Lt. Cmdr. Janusz Korcazak, Counselor

In contrast, Fayth’s quarters seemed plain and uninviting, like it was half complete or half packed away. “Cmdr Korczak.” She looked tired, exhausted really, and noticeably not put together. More than just the result of a long day. Dark circles, red eyes, and loose strands of curls that she had probably been tugging at against the discomfort of the noise. “My understanding is normal. It’s very different from a ship side station.”

Fayth