Posted July 12, 2019, 7:41 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Benjamin Grey (Chief Medical Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Deck 38, Arboretum 3- A Casual Meeting
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Benjamin Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Deck 38, Arboretum 3- A Casual Meeting
Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Deck 38, Arboretum 3- A Casual Meeting
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Ghubari caught the box and gave a lopsided smirk. “Much obliged. my husband will be probably as grateful as I am. Nothing like waking up to a hangover only to realize it’s just your psi abilities picking up your partners’.”
She set the box to the side and considered Ben for a moment. “You’ve had a little bit of time to settle in now. What do you think the next while looks like? Any ambitions at all?”
Fl. Captain Koraia, CO
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“I dunno” Benjamin said after a moment of quietly swirling his drink “I might go for yer job or something” He joked before taking another sip “No but in all seriousness. My ambitions started simple, medical school, Starfleet, Make Department head, Become a verified surgical expert all before thirty. Now I don’t know where to look, maybe go full Starfleet, become a full Lieutenant and push for Lieutenant Commander before I go gray” He chuckled at his own musings “Perhaps I’ll run a hospital in my forties.” He shrugged “Honestly I just like my job, I’m good at it and I want to keep doing it, anything extra is just that, extra. I’ll keep serving on ships like these ‘till they retire me.”
Dr. Grey - CMO
Ghubari grinned. “You and me also, Ben. They’ll have to pry my body out of my command chair before I ever let them retire me.” Her expression shifted slightly to more sombre. “Unless I’m getting people killed… you know, more than my usual.” Her eyes darting quickly out into the lush greenery. She knocked back the rest of her drink and sighed. The total was high. More than a ship’s captain could ever expect in peacetime, but then again, for peacetime, she had had a lot of trouble swing her way. Staying alive and keeping her crew and ship intact seemed to be priority number one most days. Everything else was seemed to be something for another day to think about. But she had gotten married- she had at least managed that, against all expectations.
Fl. Captain Koraia, CO
Ben shook his head, both in a refuting manner and to stop himself from falling asleep in his drunken stupor. “Any other Captain’s numbers would’ve been higher under the same circumstances” He said before finishing his drink “You lost a ship but not your crew, sure people die but that’s part of the risk. We all signed up knowing that risk. Space is dangerous and we don’t shy from it, in fact I think it’s more like we run towards it.” He grabbed the darker drink and refilled his glass “Mourn the dead but don’t let guilt consume you.” He chuckled drily and without humour “I always thought the same instructors that told that to doctors also tought Starship commanders the same lessons, people are going to die on your watch, the longer you do the job the higher the number goes. Just make sure that the lives saved outwheigh the lives lost” He said somberly.
Ben Grey
“I know Be, I do. I spent a long while after the Athena was destroyed trying to reckon with the guilt. That guilt is gone, but I’m mindful that I once again have a traumatized crew.” She tilted her head back, feeling the lightheadedness and delayed perceptual reaction that told her she was well and truly drunk. Sitting was fine, but getting up would be a problem! Maybe. She had a solid leg again- that made things easier.
What do you do about the one that slips through your fingers? The one that you feel you could have done more for, that are owed more than they got? How do you wrap your head around that one and move on?”
Fl. Captain Koraia, CO
“I had a very cynical Space Psychology professor in Medical school, he said ‘if your crew isn’t traumatized somebody isn’t doing their job well’” Benjamin laughed at the idea of his old teacher “The Idea was that trauma can heal with time and therapy, this means both physical and mental trauma.” Benjamin said not knowing what his own point was “Besides this was one hell of an adventure, I got to heal people with alcohol, I killed an acidic tentacle creature with my scalpel then committed temporal suicide
all without a drop of whiskey. That’s something to tell the grandchildren.”
Dr. Grey - CMO
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