Posted Sept. 27, 2021, 7:07 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (CNS) (Lindsay B)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Main Sim - Welcome to Fantasy Planet - The Island of Nemornia
Posted by Commander Tello Anaar (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Welcome to Fantasy Planet - The Island of Nemornia
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Her mind was racing trying to tie all these details together. “So what danger specifically are we in with Ares?” Janna asked. She didn’t have the frame of reference, but she understood, at least on the surface, how emotions could affect others. Applying that on a much grander scale took a leap of logic, but she’d been on the Athena too long to bat an eye at that.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
Hammor crossed his arms on his big green chest and said “Ok look. Yeah… we are and were suspicious of this place. Know why? Because we are trained to be suspicious of anything that seems too good to be true. So I might suggest going forward, if we live through this, that you maybe try the ‘honest and open’ approach next time.” and he looked around again when a thought came to him. Looking back at Kane, he said “Ok… so without being negative and suspicious… truly… how do we know that this isn’t part of the simulation? I mean, the Commander here asked for some bad guys as part of the ‘experience’. So? How do we know what is actually real and what is part of the fantasy?”
Hammor, Ops
As she listened to everything that was being said, Viyara’s eyes went wide. She really shouldn’t have come here. If what Kane said was true, she was the last person they’d want to have here. The tension ball in her pocket forgotten, she grabbed her right forearm with her left hand and vice versa. She was not only holding tightly onto her arms, but she was digging her nails into her skin. Deeply. So much so that she was feeling the sharp pain from it which in turn helped her to stay focused. So hopefully her presence and her emotions weren’t going to make things even worse for all of them.
~Ensign Nazeen, Scientist
Kane looked up at the mountainside and then back at them, “As far as danger is concerned we will die to protect you so the only fear you need have is that we perish. As far as knowing whether this is part of the simulation as you call it you have only my word and the fact that you cannot contact your ship, something we would not do. As to your comment of being upfront, Starfleet gave us permission to do this covertly for fear of what some other factions would try to do with this place if they found out it’s real secret.”
The Captain snorted slightly, “Kane is leaving out the best part, now that you know the score, if you put your trust in us we will be empowered and can therefore lend some of our harnessed power to you to help us drive this usurper out. How do you fancy the idea of being able to throw a few lightning bolts around and punch through a wall?”
Gamemaster Conspiracy Theorist
“I can punch through a wall already.” Hammor said through gritted teeth. This whole thing sounded less and less appealing, and he was not happy standing on a beach in full view of anyone who cared to look.
Oh she did not like this at all. With every word they said, Tello found her anger and disappointment growing. “Your secrecy has caused this situation and now you’re telling us that you can only help us if we trust you? What kind of logic is that?” Trying to contain her emotion, Anaar set her hands on her hips and turned away from the group to take a few steps away from them. She concentrated on her breathing…in and out, slowly…
“The Commander is right. And trust is earned… not given freely.” Hammor said.
In a minute, she turned back to the group and consciously lowered her arms to her sides. “Alright, Kane, tell us what you would have us do to get back to our ship and away from this place. The more details you give us, the faster we’ll be able to come to some kind of decision.”
—Anaar, XO
Hammor, Ops
Under normal circumstances, this was where where a calm counsellor would step in and help mediate the situation. And she would… if she weren’t paralyzed with fear. What had been an already difficult test of her resolve to throw herself into potential danger, was now a crisis and they were nowhere near a medical facility. They either didn’t know or understand her situation, or they was cavalier about their ability to prevent harm. Neither options were good. So, keeping close by, Janna planted her hands on her hips and paced, listening to how things unfold. “Can positive thoughts alone turn things in our favour?” she said, breathing deeply and evenly to quell the panic.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
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