Posted Aug. 11, 2020, 12:33 a.m. by Commander D'Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) (Terry Sullivan)
Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Psch check-in
Posted by Commander D’Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Psch check-in
Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Psch check-in
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D’vash scrutinized each picture carefully. When he looked up at Revna, he was slack-jawed. “This is. . . there is no way. . . I remember this. That’s you and your twin sister. I followed you two around like a puppy dog the whole time you were there. I remember doing everything I could to get your attention. You two were sooo pretty.” He shook his head in disbelief.The pictures of course would show he had gotten their attention. The three had been inseparable that whole trip. Revna smirked a little. She wouldn’t say it out loud but she remember that little boy, and him telling her and Runa how pretty they were, over and over. “We were always supposed to go back, but it never happened.” Two years later the Breen had attacked Earth and going on vacation hadn’t meant anything to Revna anymore. “And now to really surprise you, Runa is here too. She came on board as a civilian teacher.”
A part of Revna felt bad because when she’d read the name it hadn’t sparked a memory, but it hadn’t for D’vash either. Time dulls the memories some times. “And now what are the chances we are together again, on a ship named for a legendary city of the northern oceans?”
He got comfortable on the couch. “What questions can I answer for you?”
“I’ve worked with Intel officers before, and the range of experiences and perceptions. And they were all at the end of their time with Intel. Tell me, how do you feel about it? Do you enjoy it, are you ready to be done with it? Is it something you wanted, or was it thrust upon you?” Those questions could be applied, really, to anyone in any department. Revna had worked with several disenchanted Intel officers over the years, and had even been given security clearance to be able to work with some of them. Out of all the specialized departments in Star Fleet, Intelligence had her most respect and made her give the most side eyes.
“Actually, I am looking forward to getting back into the field. I didn’t mind being the XO of the Olympic, but I was getting restless. Her decommissioning came at the right time. I could’ve returned, taken an XO position on another ship, or taken this position. When command told me the Atlantis was looking for a chief of intel, I said sign me up.”
“You really like working for intelligence? I can’t say that I’m surprised.” The boy she’d known had never missed a thing, he’d loved puzzles and had come up with some of the craziest plans that were sure to have gotten them in trouble, if they had been caught.
“Tell me Cmdr. you’ve only recently arrived on board just shortly before me. Any advice for another new officer?”
Lt. Edman, Counselor
OOC: Look what you made me do. I had to edit a mistake, too. Inconceivable!OOC: I do no’ think it means what you think it means!!
OOC: Never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line!D’vash rubbed the ever-present stubble on his chin and considered her question.
“As the ship’s counselor, people will come to you and tell you that they are broken. Let them know that nothing is completely broken. For example, even a broken clock is right twice a day.”
Odinson (CIO)
That wasn’t exactly what Revna meant, she was actually speaking in general the ship as a community, but she liked his answer. Revna’s gaze seemed far away, his words reflecting her feelings about her work in trauma counseling. “No one is broken, just lost. I’ll make sure they find their way back.” Her gaze refocuses and she sips the grape kool-aid. “What about your position, here on Atlantis, bothers you the most?”
Lt. Edman, Counselor“I haven’t been here long enough for anything about the Atlantis to bother me, yet.I’m sure there will be something sooner or later, there always is. . . about the only thing that really bothers me is the same thing that has always bothered me about Intelligence.”
He took a drink of his Kool-aid and smiled as he set the glass back down. “Ahh. That hits the spot.”
“Many people have pre-conceived notion about intelligence operatives. They see us as the bad guys and we’re on a ship to bring someone down. That we’re out to expose someone. That’s not intel, that’s internal affairs. Many think the two are one in the same . . and we’re not”
Odinson (CIO)
“I’ve worked with both and I’ll take intel over IA any day. But I don’t envy IA the job they have to do. Everyone is suspect, especially those that are supposed to be your support and crew. Of course I’ve heard more horrifying stories from Intel officers. But it’s not a contest.” She sipped at her drink. “But yes many people make that mistake. I think the worst thing I’ve ever seen is that those who are not aware of what Intel does expecting the officers to just drop the knowledge, habits, and skills that made them so successful during their work. Like it is something you can just walk away from with a clean slate.” Revna shakes her head, “So that leads to the question of, what will you do when you are done?”
Lt. Edman, Counselor
Bump
D’vash scratched his head for a moment. “I’ve considered traveling to Orion Prime , using my contacts I’ve made over the years, to see if I could find members of my father’s family, maybe find some hidden treasure he has stashed away somewhere for me.” he smiled at that thought.
“Of course, I don’t know how welcome I’d be. During my time based at the Orion Sector Tactical Command, I put a pretty good dent in the Syndicate’s business. There’s probably still a bounty on my head.”
Odinson (CIO)
Revna understood what Intel officers did, better than most outside of intel itself, but it bothered her, that this man, this officer, who was once her childhood friend, had a price on his head. Obviously, he was fine and they were far from the Orion Syndicate at this time. This was not what she was expecting when her CO on Centurian sent her here. “Family is important. I can’t say I know a lot about the Orion Syndicate. I would imagine there might be some way that you could manage it. Or at least look into it. Never know unless you try. ”
“I suppose I could go igcognito. I still have some contacts in the system that could get me in and out, when, or if I decide to go ever go.”
“What about your mother and grandparents? Does your work allow you to keep in touch with them?”
Lt. Edman, Counselor
“More so now that I’m no longer in the field. Going deep undercover like I was, isolated, you can’t risk reaching out in any way. There’s always that risk of a message being intercepted. That’s a good way to get your cover blown, and once that happens, well, let me just say your life expectancy is shortened considerably.”
D’vash usually wasn’t this open with his past, but he found it easy to talk to Revna about it. Maybe it was because they shared a past, however brief it might have been, but shared all the same.
“What about you, and your family? I suppose having your twin sister aboard could be a blessing, but in some aspects I can see it being a curse sometimes as well,” he said with a grin.
Odinson (CIO)
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