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Oed V

Promises

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in Promises

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Promises

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in Promises
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The morning after his meeting with Séan, Shivan woke on the floor next to Jezem’s sofa. Leaving quietly, he headed back to his own place and plopped himself into his bed. He lay there quietly for a while and then he reached for his comm device and dialed in a signal he’d never thought he’d call.

=/\= Lieutenant Iven? Can… Can we meet again today? =/\= he sounded upset, not at all like the usual flippant tone he took with Séan.

~ Thyr

Séan was surprised at the call from Thyr. He wasn’t sure he was going to hear back from him anytime soon to be honest. =/\=This is Iven. Yeah I’ve got some time free after work. Why don’t I come by the shop?=/\=

Counselor Iven

That was exactly what he was going to suggest. =/\= Yeah. Whenever you have time.=/\= then the comm disconnected. It wasn’t a productive day for Shivan. He stayed in bed most of the day. When it came around the time Séan usually scheduled their meetings, Shivan moved down into the shop and moped about behind the counter instead.

~ Thyr

Séan arrived at Thyr’s weapon shop at the designated time. He was out of uniform and in casual clothing. The door closed behind him as he looked and saw the Andorian behind the counter. “Hey.” He called out as he moved closer.

Counselor Iven

Shivan waved Séan back and gestured to a seat. Then paced behind the counter. He was bruised, not too badly, but he’d definitely been in a fight, and there were long, deep scratches down his arms, not from a weapon, more likely fingernails. Just long, tough fingernails. They were on his chest, too, but his shirt covered those ones. His hair was a mess. “I’m uh, sorry… about yesterday…” UGH. He hated these kinds of things. No! He had to try. He promised Jezem. “I… Storming off like that. It was stupid.”

~ Thyr

Séan took a seat at the offered chair and listened to Thyr’s apology. He nodded slowly. “Okay. I accept your apology. So what happened?” He noted the additional injuries but did not bring it up, yet.

Counselor Iven

Shivan rested his hands on the counter, leaning over it. His knuckles were bruised and bloodied, likely from punching something. A lot. And hard. “I can’t talk about it unless we want a repeat of yesterday. I… It would’ve been worse if Jezem hadn’t done what he did.”

~ Thyr

“Okay…” Séan said and then sighed. “I saw Jezem yesterday and he bore some injuries. His were mostly healed but I suspect they could have been fully healed. You on the other hand are more injured. I have my suspicions about why these two things happen to coincide. Do you want to talk about that? What was it that Jezem did?”

Counselor Iven

“They were mostly healed? Good.” Shivan sat down at last. “He stopped me from doing something dumber than getting in a fight with him. Like getting in a fight with a stranger, while drunk at a bar. Which was what I wanted to do.”

~ Thyr

“Huh.” Séan said with some surprise. He wasn’t surprised that they got into a fight but he was surprised that Jezem tried to stop him. It seemed more likely that he would have tagged along and then backed him up in a bar brawl. Curious. “So if we can’t talk about what made you angry how do you expect for us to work on it?”

Counselor Iven

“Honestly? I don’t know.” Shivan wrung his hands. “I promised Jezem I’d try. So this is me, trying.” He shrugged. “I don’t know.” Jezem had done it to make a point. Let him beat him near to unconsciousness just to prove he needed to work on anger management.

~ Thyr

Séan tapped his knee in thought for a moment. “Alright, then let’s switch tracks. Instead of going over why you’re getting angry, for now, let’s work on how to handle it when you do have it. Are bar brawls your go-to anger relief coping mechanism?”

Counselor Iven

“I have to punch something. Bar brawls provide a convenient excuse. On the ship Jezem and I worked together on, I kept a dummy punching bag.” That didn’t work as well as a brawl with Jezem or a bar fight though.

~ Thyr

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