Posted by Ensign Juliet Anders (Security Officer /RTF) in Side Sim - No, I’m not!!

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Side Sim - No, I’m not!!

Posted by Master Chief Petty Officer Irida Kovacenkov (RTF Agent) in Side Sim - No, I’m not!!
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻

SNIP

As Cas began to swear in Italian, Jewels absently corrected one of her phrases, not thinking. “It’s andare a puttane (1) not andar,” she had corrected Cas a million times on the phrase as a child. “And I doubt anything’s gone ‘that’ wrong around here in some time. From what I’ve gathered, it’s been pretty quiet.” She quickly turned away so the other woman wouldn’t see her face. Something was between them, but Juliet kept pressing it back, refusing to let it out or speak of whatever it was. Unable to concentrate, she shook her head and started towards the racks to put her tonfas away. Unfortunately, there was no way not to pass within arm’s reach of Cas as she did so. “I’ll let you practice and come back in half an hour with the rest of the shift.” Her shields were wavering, and being tired wasn’t helping. The stress was something she was used to. So why was it suddenly so damned hard to keep her shields up against this woman?

Jewels
Sec/RTF
(1) Andare a puttane (Italian swear phrase when something goes terribly wrong)

Casela froze, internally at the correction. Damn, either this was really Juliet or someone had done a spectacular job of back checking Casela. She watched as Juliet put the tonfas up and listened to her words. Oh no. She was not walking away from her. Something broke free and Casela, somewhere winced. Zachariah was going to have words for her, and Ryder…he’d just look at her with disappointment, and it was going to hurt, but she was who she was…or wasn’t…or…and it just fed her anger. “Juliet Arur, Sorellina, Uncle Jo’nar did NOT teach us to be cowards!” Awwww crap....she dropped the tonfas away from her before she did something REALLY stupid.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

Shock froze her in her tracks. The words she heard made her react, but it was fear that guided that reaction. Without thinking, she reeled on the woman, now just a little over ten feet away. “I’m not her! And they’re all dead!” The words came out with such unshielded vehemence that they would not only be heard, but felt by Cas as well. She hadn’t truly meant to be so forceful, but the woman had dared to bring in family!

Jewels
Sec/RTF
(wonders what rank is below Ensign at another Court Marshall lol)

Casela felt the wave before it hit her and her eyes widened in shock. It hurt! And the instinct to attack back was dangerous. She clenched her teeth. Juliet was lucky. If Cas hadn’t just faced something so much worse with Hampton not just weeks before she might have attacked without thinking. As it was the backlash wasn’t kind. But the memory of her small cousin looking up at her, trusting her, curbed her rage and shock. So the retaliation was more like a gut punch than a body slam. “Well I’m not Dead!” Casela moved, it was fast and it was shocking. Juliet was taller than her now, but Cas was a power house when needed. She went to grab her and push her to the wall. Her voice was low and growled out. The mental voice with it was none too nice either. “If you aren’t her then who the hell are you and who sent you?” She didn’t scream or yell. The calm in her voice was scary.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

Jewels froze as she realized her mental attack had actually shaken the Lieutenant. A moment of fear went thru her as another Court Marshall loomed in her vision. But it was swiftly disippated with the physical attack that caught her off guard and had her against the wall before she could react. Her own voice lowered to match the menacing pitch of the woman who pinned her. Jewels had grabbed onto Casela’s arms in reflex, but she hadn’t pushed back yet. It couldn’t be! It was a trap! Her mind screamed at her that there was no way this woman was family. They wanted her to mess up. To fight. To get in enough trouble they could ignore the Admiral’s saving orders to keep her in the Fleet and could finally be rid of her.

But none of it mattered. She swallowed hard to keep the water in her eyes from welling to the point of tears. She refused to cry. “I’m what’s left!” She growled back in a low tone. Both were nearly forehead to forehead. Knowing that merely ‘taking it’ would mean she was weak, and attacking back would show she was reckless, she chose a middle ground. Unable to get a good swing on her head because of the wall behind her, she slammed her forehead into Cas with enough force that she hoped the woman would back off. Unfortunately, she wasn’t thinking clearly and the words she spat out with the head butt were once more screamed into Cas’ mind despite the low verbal tone Juliet voiced. “Who sent you?” She would try and twist down and out from under the arm lock if the head but released the hold enough.

Jewels
Sec/RTF
(oooops… my bad… NOT!)

Irida walked up to the holodeck along with the rest of the Black Devils. She was not surprised to find the program already running. “Synthi-er never sleeps. I’m telling you, she’s a drone or something.” Lehiw, the tall Klingon with a thing for the ladies laughed, “I know why she isn’t sleeping, she’s…”

Ujaw shoulder checked him, hard. “Shut up Lehiw. Last time you went on about her love life she put you through your paces and you couldn’t entertain the ladies for a month. She’s a fighter and good one. You dishonor her that way.” Lehiw shrugged and laughed. He did respect Synthi-er, but still she was a might woman and that was atractive. But everyone knew where her interests were. And honestly he was pleased for her.

Niven grunted, “Can we get to work please?” She glanced at Trainor. “At least Trainor doesn’t gossip. I’m training with him tonight.” Uj’aw frowned, “No look her woman, you’re my mate.” Niven raised one Vulcan eyebrow. “That’s why Synthi-er doesn’t let us train together.”

Irida chuckled. She loved gossip, as long as no one got hurt. It helped distract from the seriousness of the work. She stepped through the doors and she froze and swore in Russian. “Ummm....guys....” The sight of Casela with a death grip on another officer, the rage clear in her eyes....strangling…herself???!!!!

Niven took in the scene, “Who do we call? The other Angels or Cobb, Raauhl, and Manhattan?” The men on the other hand fanned out…if Casela was that pissed this…other Casela…”Ummm Lt. do we have an anomaly?” Uj’aw asked ready to try and trap the thing.
Opperative Kovacenkov, RTF and the Black Devils

Casela never could stand for Juliet to cry, and she saw it. She saw the headbutt coming and had to take it, but she wrapped her hands harder into the woman’s shirt and as she went down she took Juliet with her. Landing on her back and then using the momentum to push Juliet up and over her head and she kept hold to land on top one knee helping to hold the woman in the stomach, but not hurting. Her voice reached right into Juliet’s mind. You aren’t! We thought we lost you. Dad’s been looking for years and so have I. Where did they hide you? And then the next thing Juliet ‘saw’ was Casela’s last happy memory of her. The last was from the Dominion and too easy to create. Juliet had managed to get a wild bird to come sit on her hand using her empathy that Casela was helping her to learn to control. It had been red and purple with a blood orange beak. They’d fed it uttaberries for over an hour. I’m here, Juliet. I’ll help if you need it. I’m not leaving. We never did.

Casela took in the Black Devils and groaned internally. If they called anyone she was so ending up in the brig. Crap.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

The arrival of everyone meant she hadn’t braced for the toss. Landing on her back with an audible grunt, she grabbed automatically at Cas’ sides to try and roll her mid toss. But she was blind with rage and pain and wasn’t thinking. She was on her beck, knee to her gut before she could think and react. The images were so clear that, for just a moment, she actually heard the bird’s song.

“NNOOOO!” It was too much. Too much time without proper sleep. Too much time in Court Marshals and Hearings. Too much time on the shuttle to get here and too much time looking over her shoulder. As the others spoke of containment, it didn’t occur to her they thought her an anomaly. Her first instinct was to protect herself from being caught.

The second No she screamed carried a psychic wave meant to shove anyone close by out of the way. If they were used to such things, the Devils wouldn’t do more than stagger. But at this close a range, it wasn’t even figuring into her mind what would happen to Cas. She just knew she was tired of being in the corner. And on her back had placed her there. “LIAR!!!” She screamed on the heels of the wave as she glanced back at Cas, tears streaming down her face as she tried to fight the visions being fed to her.

Jewels
Sec/RTF

Niven, being Vulcan staggered, Uj’aw being her husband staggered because she had worked with him. Lehiw went back several paces same as Irida. Trainor…well he was Trainor and stoic as ever. However it affected him no one would know but him.

Cas though dropped and had the wherewithal to not loose her grip. It took a minute through the haze and pain, but Cas realized Juliet was sick, maybe no physically but she was. And the emotion killed her. She couldn’t take it. If this was a counseling session she’d sedate her. She came back up to kneeling and pulled Juliet towards her. Her hot-headedness not as under control as it should be. She sneered, realizing Juliet’s pain and heartache was so similar to her own and they were feeding off each other. Crap. “I am many things, Sorellina, but I have never lied to you.” And with all the control she could muster…and well she didn’t have as much as she should. GO TO SLEEP! Casela felt it rush out of her and she winced as she saw the thought hit Juliet. That was going to hurt. Crap!

She didn’t look away, “Stand down. She’s not an anomaly.”
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS