Posted by Lieutenant Dr Tealor Tessan (CMO/CNS) in Weekly Requirements

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“Oh. Yes Sir. I… I will.” She took the band and stood. She started to bow before she stopped herself. It was disconcerting knowing he was in her memory but not really there. She didn’t mind, it just made her feelings confused for a little bit. She rushed out of his office. She didn’t let herself cry until she was safely in her quarters with the door locked.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor watched as she left his office, he could feel her pain and confusion as she left. What he wanted to do was just scoop her up and hold her while she got out what she needed to get out, Like a father would a daughter, he knew thought that they did not have that kind of relationship and with her past would not likely receive it well. In stead he moved to his desk and tossed his feet up on his desk. “Computer Dim the lights and play my relaxing list” he said as he closed his eyes and his mind.

Dr Tealor Tessan
Chief Medical Officer U.S.S Wolverine

Dradvia couldn’t avoid Tessan, he was her DH. So she did indeed see him the next day and every day she was on duty. She continued her duties as she always did. Quiet, kind, and efficient. Until the next week when she appeared at the door of Tessan’s office for her next session.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer