Posted by Commander David Morris (Commanding Officer) in Accusations and Assurances

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in Accusations and Assurances

Posted by Commander David Morris (Commanding Officer) in Accusations and Assurances
David walked down the corridor to sickbay, his customary PADD tucked under his arm and a pleasant, if somewhat more serious than he liked, expression on his face. It was still odd walking into this room in command red - it’d been months, but old habits die hard and he was still a medical officer at heart. The doors hissed open at his approach, and he strode into the room, making eye contact with and crossing to the shift duty officer. “Can I pull Ensign Dradvia for a few minutes? I don’t expect we’ll be long - just some paperwork I have to get done.”

The lieutenant nodded, “Of course, sir!” She motioned to Dradvia to follow David, who led her over to Tessan’s office. He knew that the CMO was out for the shift, so it would be a private place to talk. “Sit down,” he encouraged. “You aren’t in trouble in any way, shape or form.”

Commander David Morris
Commanding Officer

Dradvia nodded and made her way toward Cmdr Morris. She followed him into Tessan’s office. She was confused what paperwork he had that involved her. She had completed all of her check-ins. Was there a problem with her records from the Academy? She sat when he told her too, but his next words put her on edge and it was obvious. Nothing good ever happened when started with the words “you aren’t in trouble.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

David smiled warmly, doing his best to calm her back down and keep her calm. “Ensign Stevens from Engineering has claimed that Mr. Zoi - Sisnil - ‘never leaves you alone’ and ‘doesn’t allow you to socialize with anyone other than him’. Now, I’m inclined to believe Sisnil on this, but I do have to ask you directly - is Stevens claiming this falsely, or is he correct? And in either case, how can I and the command staff help with the situation?”

Commander David Morris
Commanding Officer

Dradvia’s eyes flicked up in surprise and apprehension, but like Morris had noticed at the party, she did not meet his eyes or look directly at him. If he had a tricorder pointed at her he would notice an immediate increase in her heart rate, cortisol, and adrenaline levels. “Mr. Zoi doesn’t bother me,” her voice was very firm and insistent. He was the only person on the ship who had truly been kind to her, and actually had tried to get to know her and not what they wanted her to be. Why wouldn’t Stevens leave her alone? What had she done to make him so focused on her? Or was it a by product of not liking Sisnil? The man gave her the creeps and scared her.

What could the command staff do? Transfer that horrible creepy Stevens far away, but she wouldn’t say that. She wouldn’t ask for anything either. First rule of survival, don’t draw attention. Whether by mistake or asking for things or achieving too much or being too attractive. Don’t draw attention no matter what. The second rule which was really a first rule as well, don’t owe anyone favors. “There is nothing, Sir. En Stevens is mistaken.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer