Posted April 12, 2020, 9:32 a.m. by Crewman Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) (Iain Foggarty)
Posted by Lieutenant Anastasia Darren (Chief of Psychiatry) in Holodeck - Torturing Dr. Jarvis (Side Sim)
Posted by Crewman Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) in Holodeck - Torturing Dr. Jarvis (Side Sim)
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“It’s not too late for you to…” he paused for effect before adding, “to use the common term, chicken out.”
Dr J. Jarvis M.D.
Ana’s eyes flashed again. “You’re welcome to if you’d like to,” she returned back to him, crossing her arms over her chest as she glared at the doctor.
Darren, CoP
“Laddies first, Counsellor,” Dr Jarvis said smoothly, opening the door and ushering Ana inside. If he was going to suffer, then he would damn well make sure that she did too.
Dr J. Jarvis M.D.
“Doctor,” came the swift retort as the young woman nearly stomped through the open holodeck doors. She strode several paces in and then turned on her heel, arms folded across her chest, to ensure that her compatriot had accompanied her.
The sound of the counsellor’s irritation at his continued refusal to refer to her as Doctor was music to Dr Jarvis’ ears; the stomping of her feet only adding depth to the piece. Hands clasped behind his back, he followed her into the holodeck, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips due to the manner with which Darren held herself.
As the doors swished shut behind them, she smiled innocently at Jarvis and then ordered, “computer, program Darren alpha seven.”
Instead of shifting into an outdoor area that would be more expected for a zip lining adventure, the holodeck turned into an old-fashioned bookstore, softly lit and accented by the orange and yellow glow from a crackling fire. Her beloved program had been modified just slightly. On the table where some of her favorite reading material typically was housed, a simple, wooden chessboard rested. Two comfortable chairs flanked the board and a clock sat in its place next to it. Her gaze fell soundly on Jarvis, silently studying how he reacted to the change of plans.
Darren, CoP
Jasper surveyed the room as it popped into existence around him. While it certainly was not what he had been expecting, he gave no outward indication of surprise. However, internally his mind kicked into gear as he quickly analysed the psychology behind the change of venue. Had the counsellor indeed done as he had suggested and ‘chickened out’? If so, it spoke volumes about her own condition and he’d not even needed to suggest that they switch the holodecks safeties off. His eyes fell upon the chessboard that sat atop the table. An alternate theory promptly springing to mind. He had mentioned to Darren that he enjoyed the occasional game of chess and even going as far as to suggest that they play one another at some point. Had this been her intention ever since she had agreed to accompany him ‘ziplining’? Her intention from the off being to try and wrongfoot him and see how he reacted? While he intended to find out, he had no intention of coming straight at her with the question.
Ignoring Darren for now, Dr Jarvis casually walked through the old-fashioned bookstore, his beady eyes surveying the shelves through his thin spectacles. Eventually, he stopped and plucked an old tome from the shelves. Absentmindedly he thumbed through the pages of a random medical text; the theories held within its pages now obsolete. Without glancing up to look at his companion, Jarvis offhandedly asked, “is this a place from your memory, or simply a construct of the imagination?”
Dr J. Jarvis M.D.
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