Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in Weekly Requirements

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

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) 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

“Enter” Tealor said looking up from his notes. “Ah ensign Dradvia, please come in, help yourself to the replicator.” he suggested a frew steamy spot of tea sitting infront of him.

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

“No thank you, Sir. I’m alright.” She moved to the chair and sat down. Waiting. She never knew how to start these sessions.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Ok, ” he noted. “If you change your mind feel free to just get up and help yourself, he said glancing over his notes. “I’m letting you know that I’ll not be blocking my empathy today. ” he said now looking up from his notes. “Tell me, how has your week been?” he asked

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

“Alright.” A look of confusion crossed her face. Did he not always leave his empathy unblocked? He was Betazoid, it was a apart of him. Maybe he didn’t like it? That wasn’t any of her business though. She just nodded, unconcerned about it.

“Ummm, normal. Nothing much has really happened. The ship is kind of quiet, which makes my shifts calm.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor gave a small nod, “And how is the neural band working for you, are you getting any sleep?”

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

“I am. I’m not really sure how effective it is. Nothing has really happened to wake me up.” Of course Dradvia was waiting until after shift change to go to bed, so not so many people would be passing by her door. “I think I’m falling asleep easier.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor nodded, “That makes sense, keep a journal for me this week, if you don’t mind?” he asked. It was likely working the tool had a great track record. It would not remove her trauma but it should stabilize the chemical imbalance. “It’s not going to change you really but you should notice more sleep filled nights vs not.” he finished as he reached down a took a sip of tea.

Dradvia nodded, “I will.” That wasn’t hard really and not a lot to ask. She admitted she was curious herself, anyway.

“How would you like to fill the hour today?” he asked

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

She shrugged. “I don’t know.” That was too open, too many options, too much to stress over. Forgetting her time in the Syndicate, it wasn’t like the Academy was structured to give them lots of free choice. It was very regimented, and Dradvia liked that. Not that she wasn’t allowed to make decisions, but expectations were very clear and there were choices. She could be willy-nilly in her free time when it was just her. She didn’t consider this free time since she was required to be here.

It made her uncomfortable, like she was a specimen in a jar being watched to see what she did. “I don’t know, Dr. Tessan. Would you give me some options?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor gave a small nod sensing the anxiety it was creating in her, “I can, may we start with why the choice is emotionally difficult for you? It can be for a lot of people but what’s making it hard for you?” he asked not wanting to dance around the issue.

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

“I guess I feel like I’m under a microscope. It’s hard to be relaxed when everything you do is being watched and judged. I’m here because command says I have to be. They will be judging what happens here even if you don’t. ” She shrugged but then pressed on. “It’s hard to make open ended decisions when someone else puts them to me because making the wrong choice has painful punishments. No matter how many times I’m told otherwise.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Good, Tealor thought now we are moving some. “Wrong choice can indeed bring pain and consequences that is true, but they can also bring healing, and success.” he said taking another sip.

That wasn’t the kind of pain and consequences she was meaning, but she didn’t point that out.

“What do you think they want to see happen in these meetings?” he asked it was true that fleet could cause problems for her, but they would in most circumstances base their actions on tealors recommendations. He took a few notes as he waited, the trauma she had experienced forced her into a place where she needed to please every authority over her to ensure she was safe, it would be a hard thing for her to break past.

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

Dradvia shrugged again. She wasn’t really sure. If she knew, then she could do it, and then all this would be over. “They expect me to act, comport, myself in a certain way. They want me to learn how to do that.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor shook his head, “I think its deeper than that, your skills as a doctor are some of the best I have seen, your on time , you support your shipmate. Your last three performance evaluations including the one I just completed suggest your are ready for promotion.” he said shifting in his seat. “By all accounts your are a model starfleet officer. What more could they possibly want from you?” he asked his tone level

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

“I don’t know. If I am a model officer why do I have to be here?” Obviously they wanted something more from her.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor gave a nod noted something on his PaDD. “That is a great question, seems like you got it all together and this is a waste of time.” he said. “So is this a waste of time then? or is there something you want to get out of our time together? ” he knew that she did she had agreed in an earlier session that she might as well try to work on some things while she was here, The question was more rhetorical, though he did need to identify if she wanted to work on things or this was not going to work.

Dradvia gave him a wary and guarded look. She never said it was a waste of time. He asked what she wanted out of it and she said she didn’t know because she was being made to do it. It was an order for her to attend, so there had to be a goal behind it, she just didn’t know what it was.

“Perhaps they don’t like you and want to find a way to get rid of you? or maybe they feel sorry for you? or perhaps they just want to give a great officer tools to help with the trauma?” he said leaning forward.

The words were like a slap to the face. Tessan had seen her memories… did he think she was wrong? That her perception of the things that were done to her were wrong? Was he making fun of her?

“You don’t know what they want and neither do I, but if you want to know what I think. I think it does not really mater what they think or want, what matters is how you and I chose to use this time, do we waste it or do we utilize it to improve. ” he looked at her once again not trying to gauge her response but to just let it sink in. “So Ensign Dradvia, your options are take our time here and work on the things that you avoid, or sit and waste time. I would prefer the later because I think with time we can find ways to understand the things that bother you better and provide way to deal with the things that hinder you in life.”

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

“I told you I would come, and I would do the work. That hasn’t changed.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer
Tealor gave a slow nod, his voice calm and centered.

“Thank you for that. I believe you will do the work, because I already see the strength you don’t give yourself credit for.” he said leaning forward a little. “I’m doing a terrible job at expressing what I’m thinking” he noted. “Something I said a moment ago caught you off guard, what was it? and how did it make you feel?”

Dradvia held a breath for a moment before forcing it out slowly. She knew exactly what it was, and how she felt about it. She just didn’t know if she trusted Tessan enough to tell him. She knew she wasn’t comfortable enough to want to tell him. She wrestled with it a long moment before giving in. She’d gotten through more uncomfortable and untrustworthy situations. “You suggested they don’t like me and want to get rid of me or pity me. You sounded sarcastic.” He was Star Fleet he couldn’t hurt her, well he could, but he wouldn’t. Nothing she’d seen suggested he was that type of person. “It makes me feel like you think I’m looking for attention or my perception of my captivity is wrong.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Tealor gave a small nod, “I can see that, I certianly did not mean to make you feel that way, fore the reconder I don’t think those things, please forgive me,” he asked.

He looked at her compasionatly he knew he was pushing a little today. “Now go deeper, those are the surface feelings, why did it make you feel that way, do you think” he asked

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