Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in One Step at a Time

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in One Step at a Time

Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in One Step at a Time
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Sisnil grimaced. “You were pretty, young, and impressionable. Not to mention Risan.” He shook his head. “Anyway. I want to talk about something..... Better.”

~ Zoi

“Of course. I’m sorry.” It didn’t bother her that he didn’t want to think about it. She didn’t either, but she was a depressing person. She was stuck and couldn’t seem to stop herself from infinitely circling around it over and over. She felt bad for upsetting him though. “What do you want to talk about?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil smiled. “Don’t be sorry.” He hugged her. “I just.... Don’t want to think about you… And you know who.” He sighed against her. “I love you too much for that.”

~ Zoi

Sisnil didn’t say the name. She hadn’t until recently. Afraid that if she said it, it would bring him back to life. Sisnil avoiding saying it made her uneasy and afraid. He wasn’t afraid of anything. She curled into him. “I love you too.” She didn’t know how to word it, but if her past was ever too much, she wouldn’t hate him for walking away.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“It’ll never be too much for me, Dee. Never.” Sisnil said in response to her thoughts. “You remember that.”

~ Zoi

She nodded, “Okay.” She picked at her fingers. “It’s just… most days it’s too much for me, so… I mean, why would you want to deal with it?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I deal with a crew of five to seven all with bad pasts, Dee. I’m used to it,” Sisnil told her gently. “And I love you.”

~ Zoi

“Not the same thing,” dealing with people that dealt with things wasn’t the same as dealing with their past. “I love you too.” She bit back a yawn, clenching her teeth to keep it in. “

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil took her hand gently. “You’re tired, Dee. Get some sleep.”

~ Zoi

His hand was warm and Dradvia’s fingers curled around his. “I’m okay.” She didn’t want to leave.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I don’t want you to leave either,” he ran his other hand gently around her face. “But Dee, I need you to get some sleep.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia swallowed, her cheek turned into his touch, following the movement of his hand. It made her chest ache, it was so gentle and … and made her feel cherished. It pulled tears to her eyes. Her eyes closed, ever sense focused on where his hand touched her cheek. “You can’t sleep alone when you’re sick.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“You can’t stay awake forever.” Sisnil replied gently. “I’m okay, Dee. Let me watch out for you, now.”

~ Zoi

Her brows drew together in confusion. He already did. He kept Stevens away from her, blocked the crowds, kept the memories from overwhelming her. “What do you mean?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Go to sleep. Here, your room, wherever you want. I’ll be awake for you. I promise.” Sisnil said.

~ Zoi

She wanted to stay, but she would never be able to sleep with someone else in the room. She never slept great alone either. She didn’t want to leave. She needed every moment she could get before he left her. Lack of sleep wasn’t a big enough price for even one second more with him. “I Know. I just…”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil smiled and hugged her. “Tell me what I can do to help. But you need to sleep.”

~ Zoi

She had that device in her room that Tessan had her wearing. She didn’t really like it. It did what it was supposed to do, and so far there were no side effects, but she just didn’t like it. She wasn’t sure why.

“I don’t know.” She wanted him to hold her, to keep the insistent nightmares away. Dradvia wasn’t so scared when he was around. She suddenly felt very unsure and uncomfortable. Maybe she wasn’t being normal; was she? He kept telling her to go sleep. Maybe he didn’t want her around anymore. He’d been stuck with her for over a day. Or maybe he thought she was wanting something she didn’t? “I’ll…” she stood up, wiping her hands nervously on her thighs. She glanced around for her medical kit and grabbed it. “I’ll go. I’m glad you feel better.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer