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Psch check-in

Posted Aug. 26, 2020, 11:16 p.m. by Commander D'Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) (Terry Sullivan)

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Psch check-in

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Psch check-in

Posted by Commander D’Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) 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 incognito. I still have some contacts in the system that could get me in and out, when, or if I decide to go ever go.”

Revna nodded, it was ultimately his decision if he wanted to try and find out more. And she was sure, based on the size of his file, and that he was sitting in front of her, he had the skill to do it.

“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.”

“I have heard those words spoken many times. And despite the truth in them, I can’t say that I like them, though I understand the necessity.” And that is what had put her at odds with Casela Synthi-er. Revna looked, sad and conflicted. She shook her head to herself. Synthi-er had told her point blank that Revna had no point of reference and was simply taking up wasted space. And the words had hit home to Revna. That’s why she went back to school. She couldn’t do what Synthi-er had done, and Revna had respected her, but that opperative…she was haunted and she didn’t want to loose her demons.

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)

“Well having Runa here was certainly a nice surprise after…” no time to clam up now Revna, “I got hurt on the Centurion. But she’s a bit bossy about it.” She laughs. “You remember. She always thought she was in charge. And she wasn’t, but she made everyone think she was. As for my parents, I write and call as often as I can. They actually still go to Varingskollen a couple times a year for the festivals.” She shakes her head, “I just can’t get over it, D’vash. The odds that we’d run into each other again.”
Lt. Edman, Counselor

“I’ll have to ask Lt. Skul, in engineering what the odds are. No matter how ‘astronomical’ they are, we beat them.” He raised his Kool-aid in a toast. “To long lost friends.”

Picking up her glass, Revna raised her matching glass of Kool-aid. “To long lost friends, no longer lost.” She sipped her drink. “Wait till I tell Runa. Actually maybe I won’t. She’s going to start trouble eventually.”

“You mentioned an injury. Accidental or in the line of duty? If you don’t mind talking about it, that is. I’ve had my share of those over the years.”

Odinson (CIO)

“I don’t mind, really. It was in the line of duty, I guess if you mean was I doing my job when it happened. It was incredibly reckless and stupid. Brilliantly so. Well, you know.” She glances at him and waves back at the picture of the resort. “I always had to be in the middle of every conflict. Couldn’t help myself then and I’m still the same way.” How much to say? Not that she minded telling D’vash but the last time she had retold this story she’d taken several hours to deal with it after and she still had appts that day. “There was a patient, he had a break down, he snapped, as some people put it. He’d gotten a hold of a knife and was going after another patient who was confined to a chair.” Revna gives out a very humorless laugh. “I got between them. You can imagine the rest.” She sips at her drink. Who counsels the counselor?
Lt. Edman, Counselor

Bumb

D’vash looked at her solemnly. He understood why she did what she did. “In my opinion, Revna, you did nothing wrong. You did the RIGHT thing. You risked injury to protect someone that couldn’t defend themselves. I’m not ashamed to admit, I would have done the same thing.”

“Serious injuries and scars like yours are definitely traumatic, but if you try to look at it in another light, you may be able to find some peace and closure.”

The CIO was silent for a few moments to let his words sink in. “I’ve got a pretty nasty scar myself. The results of an injury while doing my job.” He sat up straight and turned sideways so that his left side was facing Revna. Pulling his shirt up to just below his armpit, Revna would see a long, dark, jagged scar that went from just under his breastbone around to almost his spine.

“I was betrayed by my partner in a deep undercover op. She literally stabbed me in the back, with a spear. Nearly cut me in half. I should have died, but I was able to hold on long enough for my back up team to get there. This scar, right here, it’s a reminder for me. It reminds me how strong I can be. As I lay there, half my lung hanging out, barely conscious and blood flowing from. . . . I was determined not to die.”

Odinson (CIO)


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