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Side Sim: Me, Mysymbiont, and I - Guest Lounge (Open to all)

Posted Nov. 1, 2020, 3:29 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) (William Deaton)

Posted by Lieutenant Elaine Janvier (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Me, Mysymbiont, and I - Guest Lounge (Open to all)

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Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Side Sim: Me, Mysymbiont, and I - Guest Lounge (Open to all)
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Elaine watched the security Ensigns leave. Ensign Heimdel had given voice to the uncomfortable feeling that had begun to settle in the Doctors gut. It had just been a niggling feeling at the start of the conversation but now it had settled. She knew for sure there was something about Cet that was setting it off. Despite him answering her question she still felt like there was something missing. Cyron Cet wanted her to remove the Cet symbiont, a procedure that was at great risk to the symbiont and at the death of the host, and place Cet into the body of Commander Renveer a person who Cet had already admitted wanted nothing to do with the operation. Yet that didn’t seem to phase the Trill man, who was willing to bet the life of Cet on Renveer having a change of heart.

Once the Security Officers were out of earshot she turned back to face the Dresden’s latest guest. “Just what exactly is it that ails you?” She asked, careful to keep her face and tone pleasant and neutral. Now wasn’t the time to insult the man based off a suspicion with no proof.

Lt. Janvier, CMO

OOC Trigger Warning: Suicidal ideation

Cet sighed in feigned relief as he was left alone with the doctor. He gave her a look as if to say ‘those security people, am I right?’ perhaps assuming that she, as a fellow educated professional, might agree with his less-than-respectful opinion of those who he saw as simpletons. He crossed one leg over the other and took a deep breath before continuing after a dramatic pause.

“Well, quite simply Doctor, melancholy. The Cet symbiont is trapped inside an unworthy host. I have failed to live up to the potential that the Cet symbiont should have imbued me with, and as a result, I am depriving a more suitable member of my species from carrying the symbiont. If the Cet symbiont continues to live inside me… it is a disservice to the symbiont, a disservice to my people, and a disservice to the Federation, because something as valuable as the collective knowledge of all of the Cet symbionts past lifetimes are squandered on me, who is unable to put them to good use.” Cyon breathed out through his nose in frustration, but also some other emotion embedded in it as well. “The immense pressure put on me to perform at a heightened level due to my joined status is making me unable to enjoy my life, as humble as it may be. And until it is removed, I will live my life constantly feeling as if I am a failure to my entire culture.” The trill man looked at Janvier, with a flash in his eyes of ‘you probably don’t understand’. “I know the procedure is risky. But the alternative is something more unbearable than death.”

“I have come to you for help, Doctor, because admitting that I have failed to provide for my symbiont to a member of my species would be the most humiliating thing a trill could do. And, Lieutenant Commander Renveer will not only be a worthy host, but a compatible one. He was supposed to be joined with the Cet symbiont ten years ago, and all tests necessary to determine if the joining process will be successfully have already been ran.” Cyon folded his hands in his lap as he settled himself. “There you have it, Doctor. That is what ails me.”

(Cyon Cet, Trill Science Ministry)

Janvier let out a breath, it was a lot to take in and she knew that no matter how she responded she was going to have to tread carefully. This wasn’t something she had much experience in and Cet was intent on having the operation. On the Ixlilton she had had patients beg her to let them die when they were overwhelmed with pain or grief, but never so candidly. Cyon suggested the operation as if it was the only logical solution to take. This wasn’t some heat of the moment emotional decision for him, this was something he had carefully considered over time. “Mister Cet, do you understand that the operation you are petitioning me is a highly unusual request?” she asked leveling her gaze to meet his, “I hope you can understand that as a Star Fleet Doctor there is more than just the interests of the Cet symbiont for me to consider. As a Star Fleet Officer I have to consider intergalatic relations between Trill and the Federation and as a doctor under oath I have to consider all parties that are involved this includes that of the host Cyon and Commander Renveer. As the ailment ‘melancholy’ does not fall under the usual criteria for an emergancy symbiont transfer, and as it is more of a psychological ailment than a physical one I would like to consult our ships Counselor Lieutenant Gadi who is an expert in ailments of that nature.”

Meanwhile, in the hallway outside of the Guest Lounge
NE Heimdel turned to her companion, a worried expression on her face. “Braxton; I wasn’t out of line, right?” The reply was quick and reassuring - “No; not at all - None of this sits well with me, either. Matter of fact; you go ahead an call for the counselor; I’ll get hold of the Lieutenant. I think they both need to be at least aware; if not involved in this.”

Heimdel nodded, grateful for the confirmation. =/\=NE Heimdel to Lieutenant Gadi; could you please come down to the Guest Lounge? We have a… situation that could benefit from your expertise.=/\=

Security officers Braxton & Heimdel

Bethany was in her office when the call came. =^=I’ll be right there ensign. Do we need Dr. Janvier as well?=^= Bethany found Luna under a chair and picked her up. “Sorry Luna, back in your cage.” She put the small rabbit back in her cage and left her office. She appeared outside the guest lounge a few minutes later. “Can you tell me what’s going on Heimdel?”
Lt. Gadi, CNS

Heimdel was silent for a moment; looking distinctly uncomfortable. “I’m… not quite sure, Lt. We have a guest aboard; a Dr. Cyon Cet - he is a Trill, and my understanding is that he wishes to have his… Symbiont removed? And implanted into Commander Renveer - I can’t pretend to understand the entirety of the situation, but it feels like coercion against the XO, if you ask me. And so I thought it would be best to get you involved.”

Security officers Braxton & Heimdel

Bethany’s eyes got wide. “I take this Cyon Cet is not old or terminally ill? Where is Dr. Janvier? Is she aware of this man’s request?” She knew some about Trill law. Mostly that if a symbiont was at risk of dying any trill, whether trained to be joined or not, must take the symbiont to save it. Indeed it seemed this Cyon Cet was trying to force the XO’s hand, as it were. Or…maybe not. She motioned for the other officers to come with her into a near by vacant office. “Do you think he is a danger to others or himself? Does the XO realize this man is on the ship? Does Lt. Forgrave know about this?”

=^= Lt Gadi to Lt Janvier. I need to speak to you about a serious medical problem.=^=
Lt. Gadi, CNS

OOC: I won’t change your post; but consider Heimdel’s reply to be prior to Gadi calling Janvier.
That’s fine
IC: “No, I believe that Cet is healthy; at least as far as I can tell. Dr. Janvier is speaking with… them now.” Heimdel was gradually becoming more used to the joined Trill’s pronouns; but it was still unusual for her. Heimdel nodded to NE Braxton who was speaking quietly to Forgrave, before following the Lt. into the nearby office.

“I… I don’t know if they are a danger to themselves; possibly. I very much so doubt that anyone else is in danger; with the exception of Commander Renveer by way of coercion as I mentioned. And the Commander is aware of their presence; Cet asked for him upon arrival, though Renveer ah… declined the meeting.”

There was a quiet knock on the door; and after a brief pause it was opened by Lt. Forgrave. “Ma’am; Ensign. Braxton steered me here; seems there’s a bit of an unusual situation going on?”

Forgrave, CoS

Bethany listened carefully and it didn’t add up. When Forgrave entered she nodded towards him. “Apparently there is another Trill on board. He wants to Janvier to remove his symbiont and make the XO take it. First since this Cet is healthy, that’s death to remove the symbiont. Second, something is mentally wrong with him. Trill’s don’t refer to themselves in the plural. So there is some kind of disconnect there, possibly mental illness. And according to Heimdel, Renveer is refusing to see this Cet. I need to talk to Janvier but she hasn’t responded yet. This type of thing is handled internally on the Trill home world. Symbiots being given to a new host is not done off of Trill unless the host is dying and can’t wait for a new, chosen host to arrive. My gut tells me this Cet is trying to coerce the commander.”
Lt. Gadi, CNS

Forgrave glanced at Heimdel for confirmation, and to see if she felt anything else needed to be added. At her nod, he turned back to Lt. Gadi. “Coercion sounds right to me; and I don’t like it… Could this man be a suicide risk?”

Cet’s expression betrayed his muted annoyance, but he waved a hand to indicate his understanding. “If you must. I can assure you that I am not acting under duress or experiencing any psychosis, but if you would like a second opinion, I suppose I could give the counselor the same explanation I just gave you. Although I hope you can understand that I wish for this matter to remain as private as possible.”

In the Lounge Janvier raised an eyebrow wondering how the timing could be so perfect. “Excuse me a moment,” she glanced at the Trill man and took a few steps away before tapping her comm badge =^= What a coincidence Counselor I was just about to contact you on a matter of my own. What sort of medical problem do you need me for?=^=

Lt. Janvier, CMO

“Forgrave? Could we get a visual of the room they are in? It is my professional opinion that this man could be a danger to himself and until cleared he should be monitored for his own physical safety.” She didn’t have any qualms about putting this man under visual surveillance to make sure he didn’t hurt himself in order to manipulate the XO.

In response, Issac tapped at his PaDD for a moment, bringing up a live feed of the guest lounge on the conference room’s screen; showing both Cyon Cet and Lt. Janvier present in the lounge. Issac passed the PaDD to Heimdel. “Keep an eye on Mr. Cet, please. Anything looks… dangerous, let’s say; consider yourself under orders to stun the man and transport him to sickbay; that may be a bit much, but I ain’t gonna risk any irreversible incidents here.”

=^=It’s a matter of medical privacy and I would prefer not to discuss the patient over open comms. Could you meet with me very quickly? It shouldn’t take long at all.=^= Bethany wasn’t sure how much this Cet could hear. She stepped back into the hall way to wait for Janvier to step out. When she did and the door had closed behind her she beckoned her into the adjacent office. “The security officers here have expressed some concern about our guest, and from what they have told me, I am very concerned.”
Lt. Gadi, CNS

As Lieutenant Janvier stood and moved to the other side of the room, Cet stood as well, moving opposite of her to the replicator and ordering himself a single apple on a cutting board, which he brought back with him to sit at one of the lounge’s tables. On the cutting board, there was paring knife. Cet glanced up at Janvier as he caught pieces of the call, then began to slowly peel the green skin off of the ripe fruit, meticulously maneuvering the instrument in such a way that made it clear he was accustomed to working carefully with his hands.

(Cyon Cet, Trill Science Ministry)

=^= Understood. =^= Janvier glanced over her shoulder to check on the guest who was causing so much concern. He seemed to have made himself comfortable in her absence. Her gaze drifted down to the knife in his hands. Her stomach felt cold just looking at it. The action of peeling the apple itself was innocent, but in light of their conversation it felt more sinister. Ending the transmission she took care to inform him that she would just ‘greet the counselor in outside.’ Before slipping out to see what Gadi had to say.

Out in the hallway, Elaine let out a soft sigh nearly inaudible, releasing all the tension the uneasy she felt. “You are right to be concerned.” the doctor agreed quietly, “I suspect there is something wrong with the host-symbiont link. The relationship between the symbiont and the host seems… toxic. He is determined to be separated despite knowing the cost of such a procedure, to such an extent that I believe he is a risk to himself should he decide that is the best way to get what he wants.” Janvier sighed and ran a hand through her hair, an old habit of hers. “The issue is I don’t believe that the operation is the solution to the incompatibility issue. Without knowing more I have a hunch that the link problem lies in the symbiont.”

Lt. Janver, CMO

Gadi nodded. “There are rituals that the Trill perform in order to help when there is a problem. But they must be conducted by a member of the Symbiosis Commission. There are two ways: the Himantura or the Rite of Emergence. I think first and foremost we need to contact the Symbiosis Commission on Trill and explain what is going on. I also think he should be in Sickbay under surveillance to ensure that he doesn’t hurt himself. The Trill can send a ship and take Cet back to Trill to decide what to do.” Bethany thought it over, “I have to agree that there is something wrong with the link. Based on what these officers told me, he’s speaking in plurals. And Trills don’t do that. They are one being not two or more. Could we deceive him? I know that sounds bad, but if he’s volatile then we need to get him calmly to sickbay. Tell him you need to run tests, which you would do if you were going to perform the procedure and then need to study it so you do it right? Buy us some time for a ship from Trill to get here.”
Lt. Gadi, CNS

“I reckon as a trill, he’d know about those two options as well, right? Must be a reason he ain’t doing that now - either he’s already tried and it didn’t work, or he was denied those options. He’s got a reason that he’s here, not on Trill. Not saying it’s a good reason, but it’s something. I can’t say I know much of anything regarding Trill culture, but seems like there’s tremendous value placed on the symbiont, and I reckon the joining as well, right? Now, I don’t think this is a popular opinion, but I reckon a man’s free ta do what they will with their life; so long as it don’t affect no-one else. Seems here we got at minimum three beings involved here; Cyon, his symbiont Cet, and Commander Renveer - along with anyone else who’s invested in him I reckon. And as much as I like the idea of fobbing Mr. Cet here off to his people; I suspect that ain’t gonna improve his situation.” I also can’t say I like the idea of lying to the man; if he’s being honest with us the least we can do is be honest in return! Issac kept that last thought to himself; he recognized that such an action could prove equally troublesome, and tensions already seemed to be rising.

Issac Forgrave, CoS

“He doesn’t want to admit his ‘failure to provide for the symbiont before the Trill counsel.’” Janvier quoted. “It’s a matter of pride.” she signed and ran her hand through her hair. “I’ve never met a case like him. For now all I can think to do is to keep him calm and stall for time, but it will only be so long before he gets suspicious. Would it be wise consulting Commander Renveer? Willingly or not, his is involved in this, and his knowledge of Trill culture is superior to ours. Not to mention he is our superior officer and if we want to bring a Trill ship out here, it will have to go through official channels.”

Lt. Janvier, CMO

“Apparently he has already refused to see this Cet. But perhaps I should speak with him? I believe that you, doctor, will have your hands full with Cet. Professionally I recommend confining him to sickbay. I don’t like the idea of trickery, but a full medical evaluation would be a good place to start. And if I remember my studies on Trills he will require a mental evaluation as well before he can give up the symbiont before natural causes takes him. I can check with the XO about that though. Perhaps a background check on this man as well. There might be more to his ‘pride’ than a sense of failure with his symbiot?”
Lt Gadi, CNS

“Pride, eh? Well now, that makes a bit of sense. Don’t reckon that’ll make our lives easier, though. Fer now, I reckon it may be good to get him talking to Lt. Gadi; if nothing else, I’m a bit leery of leaving him alone. From there, we can always move him to the sickbay. And I don’t think our sitting here conspiring is gonna make him feel comfortable or that we’ll agree to his request. In the meantime, I can get ahold of the Commander; see if he can give us any insight.” Issac fell silent, looking around the room. “Now ‘a course, I’m open ta ideas and suggestions, but in the absence of anything else....”

Issac Forgrave, CoS

Bethany nodded, “Doctor? Should we return to our guest?” She turned to Forgrave, “Under no circumstances do I want Revneer and this Cet in the same room. I have no idea how the XO would react to him, but I would venture a guess of ‘not well’ since he refused to see the man. But Cet might react by doing something desperate if he sees Revneer and thinks he can tip the scales.” She hoped Janvier agreed with her. It would make her ‘order’ more secure. She was, as of yet, still an unknown on the ship so the other officers may not be as ready to trust her judgement as she would hope. But Forgrave had a good steady head on his shoulders, and he didn’t want any crazy incidents either. “Do you think, Janvier, he’ll agree to see me?” Bethany moved toward the door. She, like Forgrave, didn’t want to leave the man alone for too long.
Lt Gadi, CNS

“No arguments on that; matter of fact I think I’ll actually go to Renveer - avoid bringing him down here and chancing them running into each other.” Forgrave nodded firmly, and stood in preparation to leave; looking to Janvier to see if she had any suggestions or alternate ideas.

Elaine tilted her head and thought back on her conversation with the man in question. “He’ll agree,” she said, “Perhaps you will be able to help him more than I can.” she sighed, “What harm could it do? If Forgrave speaks to the X and we speak to Cet, perhaps we will be able to find a more… reasonable solution than the one Cet is looking for.” Divide and conquer. It was a touch hopeful to believe that a few small conversations would fix everything, but it would help. Hopefully between them, the Counselor would be able to work out what was wrong with the host-symbiont relationship, and Forgrave would be able to find out where Renveer stood on the whole matter.

Lt. Janvier, CMO

“Heimdel? I’d like you and NE Braxton to stay here; I reckon consider yourselves under command of the Lieutenants here; though I trust y’all’s judgement of course. I’ll be in touch; hopefully we can come to a good solution for everyone here.”

With that, Issac stepped out into the corridor, heading for the turbolift. Tapping his badge, he called Commander Renveer. =/\=Sir? I’d like to meet with you regarding a guest we currently have on the Dresden. Where can I find you?=/\= Issac’s tone was polite, but brooked no argument. It was less of a request than a statement, though still respectful.
(OOC: probably a good point to split off into a separate thread)

Issac Forgrave, CoS


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