Posted Jan. 5, 2023, 10:12 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) (Lindsay B)
Anxiety rippled through her body and Vora forced herself to breathe deeply. There had never been a scenario in her head where this was reality. But having made peace with not only their destination and what prompted the assignment, Vora delved into every bit of research she could get her hands on and put her eidetic memory to very good use.
Jerrin, as it turned out, was just as mixed about the whole thing as she was, but hadn’t said no. Vora’s caveat to him was that when they got there, he was not obligated to go down to the surface, nor meet his grandfather if he wasn’t comfortable with the idea. He was an adult now and he could make that choice- Vora wouldn’t impose it on him. A part of her hoped he’d join them though. After all she had endured, it felt too monumental a moment to miss. They needed something good as a family to come from Tenra, something more than shattered dreams and nightmares. Even now Vora was certain Jerrin hadn’t told her the whole story about what he had gone through in those intervening years between her giving him up for (hopeful and ultimately failed) adoption and him coming to live with her on the Europa. She knew there was deep trauma there, but he had picked away at tiny pieces of it and much like herself if he wasn’t ready to face it, he couldn’t be forced. When it was time, he would. Hopefully before it had any negative consequences.
She glanced at Johann as they made there way down the corridor to the Conference Room. “I’m glad I didn’t have more than coffee this morning. I get being nervous but these are all people I know, mostly. It should be a fairly straight forward briefing. I don’t know why I’m working myself up over this.” They had left ten minutes before the briefing was due to start at 0900, but now she was thinking it was too much time for her to dwell.
~Vora Zorell, Sciences
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