Posted Sept. 7, 2022, 2:31 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Post Sim - Rest and Recuperation (Open to Anyone)
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Janna also sipped on her drink and took a deep breath. “Well, I can say that I’m very glad I have a department of counsellors, because otherwise it would put me in an impossibly awkward position, since any of the crew are potentially my patients.” So that was hint one, it was (not unsurprising) someone on the crew. She wasn’t sure she should even say anything at all, but the reality was that she had no sounding board to help her figure it all out, and Daggum was, as he had been very clear about, her friend.
Folding her arms on the table, she leaned in. “Okay, so before the last crazy mission of our, I was… abducted. Long story short, I was in a place few people go to. Not unlike another realm or dimension. I can’t say anything more than that.” Kingston blew out a breath. “Anyway, I’ve had feelings for someone for a long time and we’ve had these… moments of connection but they never seemed to want to… reach the place I was at. But in the aftermath of this event, I’ve changed. I’ve been changed. Physiologically. And in the process of noticing and trying to understand what’s happening, we’ve connected. Properly.” She couldn’t help the grin on her face. “I don’t fall for people, Daggum. Usually. Maybe it’s being the constant student of behaviour, but here and now I want to do what you’ve suggested and toss caution to the wind and risk it all. I’ve never felt like this before and I don’t know how to think about it. It’s certainly not rational,” she said with a laugh.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
Daggum’s eyes narrowed slightly and henleaned in as well. “When you say you were ‘changed physiologically’, what does that mean?”
Daggum
It was different saying it aloud away from Sickbay, away from the privacy of someone who intimately understood the phenomenon, if not what it had done to her. Doubt, uncertainty. All reigned in her grass green eyes as she gazed at Daggum. “A knowing. Like, empathy. It’s an energetic thing we can monitor on a scan. I didn’t even realize I was doing it. I mean, I have a bloody doctorate in psychology. People expect me to be observant, intuitive. But this… is more. It’s stronger with touch and so far not so controllable that I can isolate it. That might change, I don’t know.”
“I’m entirely Human, Daggum. There’s no trace of psi-positive abilities from my mom, nor the donor they picked. But… I might as well be an empath,” she said with a shrug, reaching for her drink.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
Daggum nodded and said “So is it your new empathy telling you this person is ready to pursue something, or have you actually talked to them?”
Daggum
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