Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in Too Often to be Coincidence

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in Too Often to be Coincidence

Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in Too Often to be Coincidence
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Dradvia didn’t sleep. How could she not knowing if Sisnil was telling the truth or if he was another well trained liar of the Syndicate.

She never thought he was purposely there for her. She didn’t think shebwas worth that much to the Syndicate. She did know, however, they would be extremely happy to make an example of her. It would cut down on those that tried to run.

Did the CO really know what he was risking having someone like Sisnil on board? How much the Syndicate would love to retrieve someone from an Intel ship.

The thoughts and memories kept her up most of the night. So the next morning, she took a cold shower to shock herself awake and then went for breakfast. She didn’t know what Dr. Tessan’s policy on drinks in sickbay. So she stayed in her seat in the Galley trying to down the coffee as quickly as possible.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil didn’t sleep either. He couldn’t. All he could hear was… nothing, the absence of his brother. Today was the day of his medical check in, so he made his way to the galley for breakfast. He wasn’t really hungry but… going without food would be stupid.

He sat down at a table with his food and then looked up… And it was Dradvia. He took a bite of his food wordlessly.

~ Zoi

Dradvia seemed on edge. Glancing around, watching everything, sitting near the more crowded part of the room, but alone. A whole night of reliving those two years and that last hour in the corridor didn’t clear anything up for her.

She combed her hair back away from her face before looking around again. Her eyes fell on Sisnil. She shook herbhead and actually smirked. She raised her cup slightly toward him then took a sip. The ship was too small to not run into each other.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

She kept calling it ‘small’. To Sisnil, it was big. He finished his breakfast. “See you later.” He said, and then it was off to the med bay for him.

~ Zoi

Compared to the size of the Academy and the Sovereign-class ship that rescued her, it was. She would have told him so if she knew he was reading her thoughts. “Later.”

She finished her coffee and made her way to sickbay. She was surprised to find him sitting on a biobed with Dr. Tessan. Well if he hurt his @ss it wasn’t her problem. She snuck into the storage room to make herself useful doing inventory.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

He looked less than pleased to be there, but unharmed. Some time later, he left Sickbay. Turned out, there was something he was wanted to work on. Keep him from sitting about idly or something. It was busywork, he felt like a busboy or butler as he wandered around the ship delivering things like some yeoman.

~ Zoi

Her day was mostly uneventful. Just routine things and getting to know the Medical bay and small staff. It was routine, but kept her mind occupied.

After her shift, she opted to eat later to avoid a lack of seating. Again the replicator didn’t have what she wanted.

She curled in a lounge chair in soft lounge pants and off the shoulder cotton shirt. She had a plate and cup on the side table. In one hand was a PaDD as she tried to create a replicator file for it.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil wandered in, scowling, and looked around. He took something from the replicator, he didn’t seem to care what, and started to stalk back out.

~ Zoi

Dradvia scowled, then tossed her PaDD down with an impressive session of mental cursing. She couldn’t make it work.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil turned, whirled really, at the noise of the PaDD being tossed and her mental very rude words. Then looked mildly amused. He headed over and picked up the PaDD. “What are you trying to do?”

~ Zoi

Blue eyes stared up at him. She was still wary, but that was anyone, not him. “Trying to create a replicator recipe. But I don’t know all the chemical compositions.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer