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

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in Too Often to be Coincidence
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That was impressive..”Wow.” She paused by her door. “Onya vee’tay-ah su-trey mahthonbe’. Good night Sisnil.” She disappeared through her door.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Night,” Sisnil said, and went into his own room. The next day he was in the galley early again. He had a small breakfast in front of him and a PaDD and he seemed like he was intently focused on it.

~ Zoi

Dradvia never came to breakfast though. Perhaps she had a different shift or overslept? Whatever it was she never showed in the galley that morning.

The fact was Dradvia had had a horrible night. Too many memories, too much trauma, and too much shame about her behavior over the holographic monk. Sisnil had actually taken her advice and then shared the program with her. What did she do? Freaked out over nothing. She was too embarrassed to go to the galley and run into Sisnil, and she was too bothered by her memories and nightmares to face a lot of people. So she had gone straight to sickbay.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil didn’t mind not seeing her, though he did find it odd. He finished up and left the galley and went about his business. Some officers had some yeoman type tasks for him that involved running something to medical, so he did that.

~ Zoi

Dradvia was calibrating tricorders. Luckily it was a simple task. She didn’t have to fix them, just determine if they were correct or not. When Sisnil came in, she was scanning her vitals over and over with each device. She felt extremely focused on the task, consciously using it to stop from thinking about other thingd.

A nurse greeted him when he came in. “Hello, what can I do for you?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I need to drop this off, that’s all.” Sisnil said. He was holding a box of supplies. “Dee!” He said when he saw her.

~ Zoi

Dradvia looked up quickly, slightly fumbling the tricorder. Only one person called her ‘Dee’, so there was no panic. She was just startled. She walked over. The nurse smiled and went back to her work. The young woman needed some friends.

“Sisnil, is everything alright?” Embarrassment for not seeing him, but also concern that he was hurt or ill.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“No, just dropping things off. Got me on ship-butler duty again.” Sisnil hefted the box. “Medical supplies, mostly consumables. Where do you want them?” He grinned, “And need a test dummy for all those tricorders?”

~ Zoi

Dradvia felt her cheeks heat. Was he just bored or actually wanting to be around her? His grin made her feel almost giddy. “Oh, um, this way.” She crossed the medical boy towards the labs and opened the storage room. “On the center table.”

She locked the room after they left. “Sure, if you want to help.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil set it down and then followed her. “I’d rather do that with you than tote this crap around the ship. Some starry eyed Ensign can do that.” He said.

~ Zoi

“Well umm just hop on the biobed.” She flipped it on and watched the display screen. “I will use that scan as your base line. Then I will uh scan you a hundred times to make sure the tricorders match.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil laughed lightly as he got up on the biobed, lay back, and folded his hands behind his head. Compared to his last scan, which was the only one in his file, this one was better, more normal. There were still noticeable signs of stress, but the sleep deprivation was fading. “Scan away.” He said to her.

~ Zoi

Dradvia wasn’t comparing scans. The fact his stress level and sleep hormones were off helped the calibration. It insured the tricorders hadn’t defaulted.

She ran a hand scanner over him, then another, and so on.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

He was patient and still as she ran scan after scan and then checked the results. He eventually closed his eyes. That was good - it meant he trusted her decently. “They always give you the tedious jobs?” He asked.

~ Zoi

Dradvia had been quiet, unsure what to say, but like she had told him, she found casual conversation hard sometimes. Especially if she had to initiate the conversation. Being silent was such a rule to live by. It was easier when others spoke up first. Sometimes.

“No. It needed to be done though, and I don’t mind. It’s better than sitting around doing nothing. Staying busy… helps.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil nodded. “Yeah.” He said, understanding in his voice. “I could go shock myself in engineering, if that helps,” he joked and grinned, opening his eyes to look up at her.

~ Zoi

Her eyes flicked to his, and he could feel concern and amusement warring for supremacy. “Sisnil!” she hissed, “Don’t you dare. I enjoy my work, but I don’t want you to hurt yourself. I can manage with tedious tasks.” Besides, it wasn’t so tedious with him there. “So when do you think they’ll actually give you real work to do?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“When something intelligency comes up and Captain Hypocrite decides it’s worth the risk to let me help with.” Sisnil said definitively. “He thinks I’m going to hack the main computer, steal all the top secret files, disappear, and sell them to the Syndicate.”

~ Zoi

“It would save your life if you did. If he was worried about it, he shouldn’t have brought you on board.” She glanced at him, “Why are you calling him Captain Hypocrite?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Not Commander Morris, Captain Beaudroux,” Sisnil replied. “Because I maaaay have borrowed a few personnel files, and his Captainy self is as much a criminal as I am.”

~ Zoi

Her face was passive, but fear spread through her. She didn’t know Cpt. Beaudroux. She hadn’t even met him yet. What kind of ship did Star Fleet send her to? Would he trade them all for his own gain? Was he involved in something worse than the Syndicate? There was nothing worse than the Syndicate. That wasn’t true though.

“Oh,” was all she said in that neutral tone. She set aside the tricorder, labeling for recalibration and picked up the next one.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil glanced up at her, “For what it’s worth, he’s a commissioned officer of Starfleet. Whatever his past is, he’s chosen his loyalty.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia glanced down at him, “Has he? From what I hear, in less than a week on board, deep cover assignments are a dime a dozen here. I know for a fact the Syndicate works the same way.” Her eyes were pleading, that he understood her fear even if he didn’t agree. “Everyone has a weakness that they would do anything to protect.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“True,” Sisnil said. He shrugged. “I can’t say much without it being just as true about myself.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia nodded. “You can only speak for yourself. I haven’t heard anything about him or met him. I haven’t really met anyone except you.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil smiled. “Well when you do, you’ll have to make your own opinion about him.” He said.

~ Zoi

“That’s true, but I doubt I ever meet him.” She placed a tricorder down and picked up another one, “Captain’s don’t bother with little people like newly minted ensigns.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil shrugged again. “Their loss.” He said. “How many more of those are there? How many tricorders does this ship have?”

~ Zoi