Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks

Posted Feb. 19, 2021, 2:20 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks

Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks
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Daggum smiled and moved so he was sitting next to, but not smothering her. “See now… thats the best part. Scariest part, too; but still the absolute best. Once you let yourself realize that you don’t have to keep running… keep fighting and hiding yourself… it’s amazing how much energy you have to do whatever the f&^% you want to!” he said softly and smiled as he nudged her gently.

After nudging Daggum back, Viyara shifted her weight just enough so that she leaned slightly against him while mulling silently over what he had just said.

“When I got to that point, that was when I found what I was really good at and I really enjoyed doing. And that was like a whole new world. Maybe thats how it will work for you… maybe it won’t be. But I do know that whatever comes after you let yourself stop running and hiding will be a step up, for sure. Hell, maybe you will be the next Sherlock Holmes. ‘Lady Viyara Hammor - Royal Forensic Detective’.” and he smiled at her.

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor

“I already know what I’m good at and what I enjoy. I’m not sure I’d even be here if I didn’t,” Viyara replied darkly, speaking of more than just this moment or even the Athena or Starfleet. For a few moments she was silent, following her own train of thought. Lingering for a bit on that cryptic and irritating encounter with that Michail Reese the other day. With a slightly confused expression she then asked rather suddenly, “But tell me, who is this Sherlock Holmes and why would I want to be the next one?”

~Mrs. Hammor, aka Viyara Nazeen

“You don’t know Sherlock Holmes? Listen, gorgeous… I don’t care what planet you are from. Any forensic scientist that doesn’t know who Sherlock Holmes is pretty damn sketchy in my book.” and he smiled at her and put an arm around her. “Human literary character. For them, he is the standard all other detectives are measured against. I’ll see if I can dig you up a copy of the books. I’ve read them a couple of times… pretty good reads, actually.” and he sighed softly.

“I’ve never read much fiction, to be honest. Especially not detective stories,” she said with a small shrug. “I was always afraid that they might hit a little too close to home. But maybe now is good time to give that kind of literature a chance.”

“Look… if you want to stop running… you can. Because thats a choice. You can make it anytime you want. The only catch is… the longer you wait, the harder it gets to find those places that make you feel like you can stop. Even for just a little while. And as far as hiding goes, well… you can always not hide around me. And if it is someone or something you need to hide from… you can always stand behind me. I doubt they’d find you back there.” and he gave her a wink.

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor

“There is only one person I’d hide from and he has never tried to find or even contact me so far. So I don’t think he will any time soon,” she said in a very soft whisper. “But thank you for the offer. As for stopping to run … I think I’d like that. But …” she sighed softly and then finished, “I don’t know how. You say it’s a choice, but …” her voice trailed off and without noticing what she was doing, she began to dig her nails into her legs again.

~Mrs. Hammor, aka Viyara Nazeen

He glanced down at the movement of her hand and saw the nails and he slid two fingers under her hand and just lifted it away slightly. “Well… it is. But I didn’t say it was an easy choice. It requires a lot. One, you have to let your guard some. Not all the way all at once, but in stages. And you have to learn to let people in… and to care about them. That was where I had the hardest time. But I learned… and most of the time its a good thing. But there will be some heartache in there as well… can’t have the good without the bad, after all. And you have to learn to let yourself be happy. To not conditionalize your happiness. To just let yourself be happy in the moment for what it is without worrying about what will go wrong to mess it up.” He looked at her leg where the nail marks were and kissed his fingers and then set them on the marks. He then put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face up to look at him. His emerald eyes locked onto her multicolored ones and he said “And you have been punished enough, I think. You don’t need to hurt anymore, V … if you don’t want to.”

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor

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