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Counseling, Asimina reports to have her head checked

Posted Sept. 12, 2020, 9:58 p.m. by Lieutenant Sathut (Counselor) (Miriam W)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Hannah Lori Asimina (Doctor) in Counseling, Asimina reports to have her head checked

Posted by Lieutenant Sathut (Counselor) in Counseling, Asimina reports to have her head checked
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Hannah was sure she was supposed to be appropriately shocked at the sight of the short counselor, but he was just different. Just like she was different, well not just like, but they each had something that made them unique. Although she had been moving around the waiting area to simply stretch her legs, now she sat. Probably out of long habit from visiting doctors. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Sathut,” Hannah said; her voice sounding like perhaps her mouth was full or she was speaking around marbles. Since Hannah’s hands were unoccupied they moved along with her words in a deliberate way. A keen observer would realize she was using a type of visual sign language to accompany her verbal words.
Lt. j.g. Asimina, Doctor

Sathut watched with interest. “Do you have experience interacting with the deaf, Hannah?” he asked, head tilted slightly. Asimina might notice that Sathut’s lip movements did not exactly line up with the sounds he was making. Another success for the universal translator. He stepped over to the small chair and sat down in it, crossing one leg over the other.

Sathut, CNS

Hannah looked a bit shocked. Apparently Sathut didn’t read crew files first. “I am deaf, Lt.” Hannah pulled one of her external implants off to show Sathut before reattaching it. Hannah noticed the disconnect between how he spoke with what the translator provided. “You’ll have to forgive me, Sathut if my gaze appear slightly off. Even with the implants I still tend to rely on lip reading so when the universal translator is engaged it helps to make sure I don’t do that. Because sometimes the spoken word doesn’t line up with what the translator says.

OOC: miriam is a dumbo

IC: “I make it a point not to get a strong impression of a person from their files, but let our interactions in person determine my impression of them. I do tend to read up on my superiors to get an idea of who I will be working under, but for you I did not think that to be necessary. I apologize for any oversight this may have led to,” he replied. “I also must warn you that my lips will do nothing for your reading, I don’t regularly speak Federation Standard. I find it too heavy on my tongue.”

Sathut, CNS

Hannah nodded, personally finding it odd that he wanted to know about his superiors but not those he would be serving and caring for. Perhaps his goal was to move his career further and was more concerned with making an impression. And as a medical professional she always read a file when she had it because she didn’t want to miss something that was obvious or already a known concern. She mentally shrugged, it wasn’t her concern and certainly psychology was not anywhere in her areas of expertise, and she wouldn’t know how go about evaluating one’s mental capacity in a professional manner. Every medical professional, including counselors, had their own way of approaching a patient. “It’s quite alright, counselor. Yes I had already noticed that, that was the intent of my appology. It confuses me when the mouth does not match what I am hearing, so my gaze tends to be indirect until I am more familiar with the person. That way I don’t miss what is being said. I didn’t want you to think I was being inattentive or rude.” Hannah leaned back against the chair, relaxing. “What can I answer for you?”
Lt. j.g. Asimina, Doctor

“Well, how have you been?” Sathut asked, leaning back slightly in his chair. “How long have you been on the ship? I’ve only just arrived myself a day or so ago,” he explained.

Sathut, CNS

Hannah sat back thinking about it. “I’ve been very well. I’m glad that I arrived before we hit the rift or my small transport would be wandering around in space lost trying to figure out where Saracen had gone. And of course those people still on the transport were away before the rift opened. As for me I’m doing quite well. The trip out was uneventful and not as long as I had anticipated. I’ve only arrived last night before we went through the rift.” Hannah made a curious face and took off her other external implant and fiddled with it momentarily and then replaced. “The only problem so far, is I keep getting too much feedback in my implants. That always happens on a new ship though, I just need to make a few adjustments over the next few days.”

Lt. j.g. Asimina, Doctor

Bump

Sathut nodded slightly. “It’s quite the adventure we’ve found ourselves on, I agree.”

He watched as she adjusted her hearing aid. “Would it be helpful if I signed?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. He knew a few of the various signing systems used through the galaxy.

Sathut, CNS

Hannah’s eyes widened. “You know sign?” She didn’t meet many people who did. She considered his question, “It’s not necessary. Though I am always happy to sign with anyone who knows. But even in our advanced society it’s not common to find people her are versed in non verbal languages. It’s really a shame. They are very eloquent languages. For the purposes of our meeting I don’t think it necessary, though if you’d ever like to practice.”
Lt. j.g. Asimina

Sathut nodded slightly. “I know a few signs. I find them easier to learn than verbal languages, although I find challenges in both categories. Although my hands are more dextrous than those of most humanoids, I am missing one important feature.” At this he held up a hand for Hannah to see that instead of the standard four fingers and a thumb, Sathut was in fact “missing” one finger, his hand evidently built with only three fingers and a thumb. “This is the way we evolved. It was so fascinating at first to see people with five phalanges on each hand instead of four. It does present some difficulties sometimes,” here he paused and began to sign the equivalent of ‘most of the time I can work around it’.

“I agree on the eloquence of such languages,” he reverted to speaking aloud, the UT picking up his words in his own language and translating them. Sathut had never really been able to wrap his tongue around Federation Standard, so he liked to depend on the UT for his sessions so as to avoid miscommunications.

Sathut, CNS


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