Posted Feb. 20, 2021, 12:51 a.m. by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Ensign Luran Akunon (Medical Officer) in Pictures in my head
Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Pictures in my head
Posted by Ensign Luran Akunon (Medical Officer) in Pictures in my head
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Irida wandered down to the counseling deck. She came here often to speak to Lt Synthi-er. Irida was known as a gossip and insatiable flirt. She was but she was good agent and loved her work for RTF. She also had a secret love of meditation. It kept her focused and calm. She waved to Dean and headed down the starboard side corridor and into the last room. She lite several candles around the room and rosemary mint incense. She found her favorite cushion and settled down in a dimmed corner and settled comfortably and began a slow measured breath.
MCPO IridaThe meditation room had been something Luran had wanted to check out since she was told about it. Today, she’d finally found the time to go and do it, so as soon as she was off duty that day, the first thing she did was head down to the counseling deck.
Heading into the meditation room, she found that someone was already there. So, trying to be quiet, she picked a corner of her own, setting down a meditation cushion of her own. Then, she sat down and took a breath, closing her eyes.
~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical
Before she sat down, Irida opened her eyes. “Is the incense alright? I wanted to try something new, but it might be a bit to savory for such a quiet space. I’m Irida by the way.” Irida smiled, she had an easy manner and at the moment was a very calm pressence, much as she was when working. Off duty however, she was described as wild, humorous, and the life of the party. “I am happy to change it out.”
MCPO Irida“It’s fine, thanks. I was hoping not to disturb you,” Luran said. Incense wasn’t something she normally used, but it didn’t bother her for it to be there, so she didn’t mind what scent it was. “And I am Luran.” she added, introducing herself back.
~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical
“It’s a pleasure Luran. And no worried, I had just sat down. I hadn’t started yet.” Irida grew quiet and began to breathe slowly and deeply, measuring her breath, focusing on the jumble of thoughts in her head and slowing them, letting her mind blank. Feeling the air move in and out of her lungs. Flexing and relaxing her muscles, each in a row, until the tension was gone, focusing on being simply in the moment.
MCPO IridaLuran followed suit, slowing her breathing into deep breaths, allowing her mind to slow to a quiet state, and then she enjoyed the silence, both inner and outer, hearing nothing but Irida’s breaths.
~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical
Eventually, Irida come back to herself, the peace and quiet in the room relaxing and just what she’d needed. Luran seemed to still be meditating and Irida didn’t want to disturb her. She took a deeper quiet breath and slowly let it out. She stretched her legs in front of her and bent forward, stretching her whole body gently after the prolonged stillness, the silence like a soft warm blanket in the room. The sensation prolonged by the soft light cast by the candles.
MCPO IridaIt was a few minutes after Irida that Luran came back to herself, feeling quite refreshed. “Always the best thing to do after a day of work,” she said, after her own stretch session. It was part of her normal routine to relax or meditate, but she had to admit, it was nice that there was a specific room designed for it.
~ Ensign Luran Akunon, Medical
Irida nodded, bounding up to her feet, continuing to stretch. “I have found it to be true. Though, I will admit I had never tried it until I was posted here on Leviathan. There is a small mess hall just across the hall. I don’t know what it is, but I’m always thirsty after I meditate. Care to join me, Luran?” “Computer raise lights, to 30%” Irida moved about the room snuffing out the candles, grinding the end of the incense down and putting the cushion away.
MCPO Irida
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