Posted by Ensign Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in side-sim Trenton/Fayth Quarters

Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in side-sim Trenton/Fayth Quarters

Posted by Ensign Sharah Fayth (Doctor) in side-sim Trenton/Fayth Quarters
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Sharah was already done with her check ins and per Dr. Zarath’s orders she was getting extra sleep. First she sent a message off to Joseph.
I finished my check-ins yesterday. The CNS is Betazoid. So I didn’t really have to explain my condition. That was a relief and she understands my basic treatment plan. That was a nice surprise. The CMO is Andorian. I’ve never worked with an Andorian before, but he is very good at his job and I’m looking forward to learning from him. I can’t ‘hear’ him. A little empathy feedback but that’s it. I know there are species that Betazoids can’t ‘hear’ but I never looked into it. I guess Andorians are one of them. You’ll be happy to know that Dr. Zarath believes quite strongly in my getting sleep. We came in late and were up early to report, and since his scans showed fatigue he gave me 48 hours off and ordered me to sleep a minimum of 16 hours with the alpha inducer. Before we were transferred he was the only medical personnel on board, so we have a very small duty crew. He has a strange sense of humor and uses sarcasm a lot. And you know I don’t really understand that. It’s made some of our conversations…” Sharah pauses searching for a way to describe it, “difficult because I don’t always get the nuance of what he’s saying.” She shrugs trying to accept her social ineptitude in this instance. “I’ve requested to be allowed to work in the arboretum. I hope I’ll hear soon. If not I’m going to create a miniature green house in my quarters for the plants.”
Sharah stops rubbing her temples. A clear sign she’s over tired. “The rhythm of this ship is so different. I’m having trouble getting on top of it. I haven’t slept much yet, so I better get some before Dr. Zarath shows up. I’m sorry for the short letter tonight, but I think I’d better try to get some extra sleep. I miss you, Imzadi.
Love,
Sharah Attached to the letter is her next chess move, obviously not thought out well at all.

Sharah checks the clock. She goes over to her Bonsai tree and adds the plant food to the water dish. Then she heads to bed. In about 5 hours Ashlyn will be back and Mara should be stopping by and they’d start on fixing their quarters.

En. Fayth, Doctor

Ashlyn came in later than expected, sure the medical exam may have gone alright, but the Counselor’s visit shook up her emotions and she wasn’t able to get them back under control soon enough to not make a fool of herself in front of the department head. Sure, Lieutenant Abrams showed interest in Trenton’s pass time of parkour, but the flirting certainly didn’t help anything at all. Trenton was almost sure when she finally did open Trenton Park, the Lieutenant wouldn’t show, at least not while there was a chance she would get Ashlyn’s attentions. Filled with disappointment and self loathing, she removed her uniform and climbed into her closet, closing the door most of the way to be less visible.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

Sharah roused when she heard Ashlyn enter. She could tell from her friend’s body language that she was having a hard time. She started to get up and ask her about it. This was a hard move for them both. However, Ashlyn went straight to her closet. Sharah decided to let it go. Ashyln often talked to her about things that she wouldn’t talk about with others. Sharah also knew Ashyln wouldn’t talk if she didn’t want to. Sharah sighed mentally to herself. She and Ashlyn needed to head to the holodeck for Parkour. Sharah went back to sleep for a little while.

Her alarm beeped a few hours later. “Computer turn the alarm off.” Sharah got up, Ashlyn was still asleep. She quietly moved into the sonic shower and then put on clean clothes. She moved about the room as quietly as she could. She checked her tree to make sure it was adapting well. She found the plans that she and Ashlyn had made for her quarters back on Challenger. Those plans were for half the room, here they could try for more of the room. It wouldn’t bother her. Then she sat down with a book to read until either Ashlyn woke up, or Mara arrived.
En Fayth, Doctor

Ashlyn was awake, just quietly contained in her closet. Even her Conference seemed upset and were arguing in a form of self deprecation that would almost sound egotistical if it were spoken out loud. Clearly her day didn’t go all that well, her first impressions with two of the three important people she had to see went exponentially bad. First it was a long chain of not being able to keep her mouth shut, then it was followed up with blatantly flirting with probably the most attractive woman she had the chance to meet that just also happened to be her boss. Horrible horrible timing on that part. She clearly felt bad about it, but her conference were arguing about why it was bad and couldn’t settle on a solid reason. Instead it just dug a deeper and deeper hole of how horrible a person she is. Being the usual surface level thoughts, any telepath would pick up on it, most would probably just avoid the woman like they would anyone arguing with themselves.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

Sharah put her book down, got up and through the small opening in the closet door crawled in and sat at the end of Ashlyn’s ‘bed.’ She sat there a moment contemplating the conversation of the conference. Sharah didn’t like what she heard. Ashlyn was her best friend, something Sharah had never really had, and she wanted to help her. Sharah reached out, her empathy connecting to Ashlyn and the sadness and grief overwhelmed her. For Sharah it spiralled out of control as it mixed with her own grief, uncertainty, and fear. For a few moments Sharah was lost in the tsunami that was their combined emotions, getting lost under the waves. Don’t Be Afraid. The memory surfacing like a lighthouse beacon in the storm.

Sharah, with a great deal of concentration and effort pulled herself free and with a deep breath looked Ashlyn in the eyes. “Alright, enough. For both of us. We can’t wallow.” But that bad pep talk didn’t help Sharah. She hated it there. “I hate this ship. And I shouldn’t. We knew when joining Starfleet we would have to make due wherever we ended up. We haven’t even met the crew yet. We’re smart Ashlyn. We can figure this out together. We have to. I don’t want to give up. Do you?”
En. Fayth, Doctor

Ashlyn groaned audibly, folding her pillow over her head for a moment. “I’m not giving up, I just feel like an insatiable flirt that likes the taste of shoe leather because I keep talking well past the point where I should stop. That and the counselor was right, I do flirt with everything that moves. I didn’t think that was a bad thing but looking at it from other perspectives that probably makes me out to be a horrible person. I mean, even you have given me a clear “Not going to happen” and I still flirt with you. I can’t even explain why I’m doing it with any sense of logic, I just keep devolving into other faults rather than coming to a conclusion that doesn’t make me sound like one of ‘those’ people. You know, the ones that never stay in the same set of quarters twice?” Ashlyn groaned again and bit into her pillow. The Conference has apparently devolved into fighting themselves as it’s only the sound of slapping and fists meeting flesh coming from her surface thoughts. It’s rather strange to hear the noise in that much detail coming from someone’s internal surface thoughts.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

Sharah smiled, Ashlyn was an insatiable flirt, but that was part of what made her, herself. “Ashlyn, you are a flirt, but not in a bad way. Okay so maybe you shouldn’t flirt with your boss. Especially when you just met her, but we learn from our mistakes.” Sharah nods, “Yes, I told you very firmly I’m not interested in any romance with you. And you have NOT crossed any lines. Your personality is naturally flirtatious but that doesn’t mean you are flirting with me. There is a difference.” Sharah’s face gets very stern. The idea that anyone would be spreading rumors about her friend makes her upset, but of course she would know if there was because the thoughts are always there and because Ashlyn was her friend, even if she wasn’t trying her name would register in Sharah’s mind. “Ashlyn you do not go to any quarters but ours. No one would think otherwise.” But she was distracted by the conference now. Per her usual habit she was ‘sitting at the table’ listening to the conference, and suddenly they got the better of her frustration. She ‘slapped the table’ three times. ‘Knock. It. Off. You are here to help Ashlyn, not make it worse. Do that or leave the table.’ She looked around at each of them until they stopped hitting each other and sat down, daring them to freak out that she was there, when they always knew she was. Sharah huffed out a heavy sigh. She took the pillow off of Ashlyn’s face. “Sorry Ashlyn. I Love your conference, but really there is no reason for them to be hitting each other. You, and your conference, are too brilliant for that. Now as for why you flirt so much, because, I would wager, it’s a defensive mechanism. But tell me if I’m wrong, because I could be.” Sharah wasn’t good with social conventions, so she is going by what she has observed with her friend. “The person who is the object of the flirtations is usually on the back foot and that puts you in control. We just need to find a way to let you do that without flirting, when flirting is the wrong approach.”
En Fayth, Doctor

There was a moment, inside Ashlyn’s head, where the fighting stopped and all the Ashlyn’s looked at Sharah curiously. There was one more punch before they all climbed down from the table and continued to stare at the presence of Sharah in the mind. ‘We should keep this one. Then we can-‘ the thought is cut off with a punch from another.

Sharah shook her head, ‘You don’t want to keep me here. The chaos would consume you. Now Sit, Please.’ She glares at the one throwing the punch, waiting.

‘This isn’t a figment of our imagination, she can’t stay here contrary to desire an-‘ another punch across the face to stop this one from talking. ‘You should go before we do something about that line we both regret.’

Sharah shakes her head, ‘Not imagination. Sit and let’s fix this instead of arguing.’ She looks at the two Ashlyn’s that are still arguing. ‘Well? Are you sitting or going?’

Ashlyn sat up and stuck out her tongue, playfully punching her head. “I know, I’m bad with the self inflicted ego thrashing.” Balancing on her arms, Ashlyn reached out with her legs to open the closet while pulling Sharah into a hug from behind so she could rest her chin on her friends shoulder, huffing out a breathy sigh. “I don’t really know how to do that, I’m hoping what I learn from the Doctor will give me more options. I mean, you should see the COS, beautiful Valkyrie was most of what was going through my head along with wolf whistles and cat calls. I think there was a gorilla grunt in there but let’s just say it was a zoo of stupid.”

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

Sharah hugs Ashlyn’s arm and then moves out into their room to sit at the table. “So what we need to do is for you to put the ones that are cat calling and wolf whistling to another room. They can drool over the Valkyrie all they want. Just not in the main room. The main room is for focusing on the important and official business at hand. So when you are on duty they go to their side room, and then off duty they come back. And I’m sure that Zarath can help you. You have a brilliant mind Ashlyn, I know it, your instructors knew it. And believe it or not, so did Rainns. That’s why he was hard on you. He wanted you to know it too.” She was concerned for herself with Zarath’s techniques and still needed to talk to him. She was sure they would work, but would it change her too much to still be the doctor that she had become? The idea was to break the mind and rebuild the person into someone stronger and different. She wasn’t sure being different was what she wanted. That was a discussion for Zarath though. “Okay so an engineer is coming soon. Let’s have the rest of it before she gets here. What’s going on?”
En. Fayth, Doctor

Ashlyn climbed out of the closet and grabbed a change of underclothing, headed for the sonic shower. “The Counselor was giving me relationship advice, suggested that instead of flirting with everyone in the hopes of getting a catch that I try to get to know people first then use targeted tactics to flirt with singular people. I understand where she is coming from, but flirting with all will more easily show that I’m not the kind of person to settle for just one. At least that’s what I was thinking, though I also see her point.” The shower started but Ashlyn continued to talk as she normally did. “I also have to be careful about inviting her to Parkour, sure I’m more comfortable in Parkour, but that’s because I can be free and mobile and sessions with the counselor are anything but free…and mobile. No offence to her but she’s slow, I even had it set to green level so she was literally climbing a child’s jungle gym with every rung available and she was still so slow. I mean, I get it, she’s not athletic but it’s just a ladder. Not like I was asking her to run and jump or scale sky scrapers without rope.” Ashlyn stuck her head out of the sonic shower to grin playfully at Sharah. “Maybe we should convince her to get more into it by showing off what it’s done for your glutes? I’m sure I’ve got some before and after photos hiding somewhere.” Ashlyn ducked back into the shower before Sharah could throw anything at her.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa