Posted by Lieutenant Commander Stark Nightstalker (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Medical eval - Va’rek-17 Forward
The Vulcan exhaled a bit more stiffly than he’d meant to, being jabbed in the ribs with an elbow, but carried it off fairly well. Va’rek was somewhat better at adjusting to human-style social interactions than other Vulcans… But in his recent state, it did take a lot of energy to perform thusly. He was simultaneously glad about Jessica’s close proximity and apparent comfort, but also apprehensive and beginning to feel pangs of disconnect. As if he were watching himself do and say these things but not quite participating. The effect wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but it meant something was wrong. His mind was employing defensive tactics to keep itself from overloading, he knew that, but couldn’t stop it. Dissociative episodes were often symptoms of PTSD, or Anxiety Disorder. Sometimes even deep Depression… He raised a brow and nodded a greeting as Nightstalker joined them. “Welcome,” Va’rek began, thinking back to Stark’s words about having Vulcan family ties. “Will you join us?”
“I tought I already as” Stark said cracking his neck vertebrae back into place, “But thank’e kindly good sir”
Orvos grinned. The caitian rarely needed an invitation for such things, but he was sure it was appreciated. “Of course he will.”
He then turned back to Va’rek. “The reason I ask about the sonic showers, is that we’ve had certain complaints and wanted to see if you would be up for the task. Just minor adjustments needed as per the occupants. What do you say?” Yes, he could have ordered the man to do so when he reported in. But he found that asking usually yielded better results. It also told him a lot more about the person depending on their response.
Orvos was also keenly aware that it was likely Stark knew exactly why he had even mentioned it.
-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE
OOC: Sorry for missing this guys! I’m back in the saddle now. ;)
“Sonic showers be very pers’nal things,’ Stark said with a very studied look, “One dusn’t wants nobody walkin in on e whilst ure avin one, does one?”
Stark Nightstalker CIO
Several responses to the course of the conversation drifted rapidly through Jessica’s brain, including a few snarky ones about bringing work topics to her attempt to relax and feed her new Vulcan friend. Couldn’t Legen wait to give his junior a to-do list until some other time, when he was on duty? A slightly annoyed huff of air escaped her lips as she forced the more cantankerous conversation topic out of her brain, emphasizing with with another sip of the brandy. She snatched up another French fry and pushed it into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully and remaining remarkably silent as another comment traced through her brain about the CIO’s ridiculous accent. Instead, she picked up the next fry and held it out to Va’rek as an offering, her green eyes sparkling.
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