COO Quarters - A Home For Wayward Fungi

Posted March 3, 2021, 3:40 p.m. by Lindsay Bayes

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Posted by Lindsay Bayes in COO Quarters - A Home For Wayward Fungi

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in COO Quarters - A Home For Wayward Fungi
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Her mouth dropped open slightly, surprised he was actually there. Faye nodded and shook her head simultaneously before chuckling and throwing her hands out to the side. =/\=I’m okay. Just…=/\= What were the words that could convey any of it. =/\=Just emotional. There’s been a lot of that lately. A lot of up and down and very little in between. I keep waiting for equilibrium, but so much has changed that I’m not sure sure I’d even know if I hit it fully. But I just watched your message and I needed to talk to you. Kind of as if I needed to make sure it was real. If that makes sense?=/\= She shook her head in amusement decidedly unsurprised if it didn’t given that it barely made sense to her.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist, USS Manhattan

The concern left for the most part, replaced by a wide grin. =/\= It does make sense. And yeah, Faye… it was real. And I meant every word. Of that you should not have a doubt. =/\=

Hammor, Ops

She wiped at her cheeks, drying the residual of the tears and once again shook her head. =/\=No, I don’t doubt it,=/\= she said more softly. =/\=I guess… I guess I’m still getting used to people not just saying what they mean, but…=/\= Again she ran out of words, not sure how to phrase it.

With a deep inhale, Faye steadied herself and propped her elbow on the desk, resting her chin in her hand. =/\=Anyway, be forewarned that I’m a bit of a rambling mess at this moment. =/\= Now that she had him there in front of her to speak to it was as if all her words had vanished.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist, USS Manhattan

=/\= Faye, you’re a bit of a rambler no matter what, so I don’t need the warning. =/\= and he chuckled. He looked at the screen and traced a line down the image with a finger, his smile softening. =/\= It’s really good to see you, Faye.=/\= and he sighed a bit before catching himself and trying to regroup. =/\= So, uh… how’s the mushroom house coming along? And I’m glad you got the package. I know you are going to love it when it… grows? Sprouts? Germinates? I have no idea what mushroom do. =/\= and he laughed softly.


She liked his laugh. It was warm and cozy, like wrapping yourself in a blanket. She responded with a wide smile. =/\=They fruit. The part of fungi that we can see is actually the fruit,=/\= she told him.

=/\=But the house is coming along, The main structure is up and the the beds will start being put together tomorrow. Depending on everyone’s shifts and workload, we might be able to get them filled before end of day. But we have to go through the composting and prep phases of the cultivation cycle to make sure the growing medium is exactly right before we can start the spawning phase.” The excitement in her eyes grew. “You know, this is the first time I myself have ever been a part of a cultivation project before. Back on Tracken we just gathered them when they were in season, and once I worked a place where they had their own cultivation centre, but I was never a part of it. So I’m really looking forward to this. Nice to have something new but also… low stakes to try out. My more recent experimenting has not been as low stakes as it should have been and it didn’t go ever very well. So mushrooms it is,=/\= she said with a laugh, though an edge had formed to her voice.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist, USS Manhattan

Daggum caught the edge, but didn’t try to pursue it. =/\= Well, experimentation isn’t always supposed to be successful, right? Otherwise it would just be called… what… doing? =/\= and he chuckled. =/\= Well, send me some pictures of the process, will you? I’d like to see it coming together. =/\= and his smile grew mider and he leaned in to the screen. =/\= Make sure you are in some of them. It’s your house, after all. =/\= and he gave her a wink. He leaned back a bit and grew more serious and then said =/\= So how is everything else, doll? I’m here if you need to vent. And you can talk to me about anything… promise. Nothing is too much.=/\=


Yes there was hesitancy and an awkward squirm, but Faye forced herself to keep her gaze on him. After all, like Alex, he didn’t offer what he couldn’t give and thus his offer was sincere. =/\=Everything else,=/\= she said softly. =/\=Everything else is variable.=/\= Faye laughed, but it was slightly hollow. =/\=I have friends here. Which is new and such a surprise to me. One of them is the captain, which is bizarre. It’s been a long time since I’ve been even remotely friendly with a captain I’ve served with. Normally I’m just a nuisance they have to deal with. But he’s dear to me and like you he accepts and invites into the light the darker, harder bits of me.=/\= Faye took a moment to catch her breath. Hand still cupping the side of her face, she continued. =/\=I… when I told you that day we met about… before. About how we shared a similar experience when we were younger, it had been the first time I had spoken of it in awhile. To date only three people, including you, know about that detail, and even then I’ve never talked about it properly. I don’t know if I can either, but there’s a strange thing happening right now Dag. Between the manipulation of my work and the arrival of my mother, and my recent… well I said I’d been up and down, but they have been really big ups and downs. Unhealthy ones. I’m not even back to duty yet. But between all of it, it’s like all the things I pushed away from my past are coming back to the surface all that same damn time! And I can’t catch my breath. Just when I think I’m got a handle on one, another crops up and I’m just… overwhelmed. I can’t process. Any of it. But recently I acted in what I thought was a reasonable way but in the end my actions hurt someone and…=/\= This time her gaze dropped. =/\=Dag… I can’t fight anymore. I’m tired of fighting. I don’t want to. So I’m surrendering. Whatever that means and looks like, I don’t know.=/\= She lifted her gaze. =/\=But I’m taking it one minute, hour and day at a time and I’m letting this stuff I’ve tried to let go of just… be. To exist. To let things no longer hide away. And it’s terrifying,=/\= she said in a whisper with wide eyes. He spoke about his experiences without the same emotional attachment and she knew that for him it was okay. But that’s not where she was at in her life. Not yet anyway.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist, USS Manhattan

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