Posted Feb. 10, 2023, 10:26 p.m. by Gamemaster Aged Tribble (GM) (Russell Watt)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in CNS Office
Posted by Gamemaster Aged Tribble (GM) in CNS Office
Ensign Marjorie Jackson, Medical Officer collected many things, it was an obsession and she had previously spoken about it with the Counsellor on many occasions. Many many occasions. It was almost as though talking about her collections and her habit of collecting things was almost as big an obsession as the actual collecting. There were beads, burnt out isolinear chips, toothpicks, string, frisbees, flip flops and more and they took over her quarters to the extent that there was barely enough room in there for her to sleep, eat and shower. She had a desk in there … somewhere, but where it was was only known to the prophets. But of all her collections, the one that was her pride and joy, one that she could wax lyrical about for hours at a time were one of little globes, some of metal, some of glass, some porcelin, and she counted and recounted them, her complete collection wasn’t there.So now, Marjorie Jackson, Jacko to friends was outside the Counsellor’s office, and rang the bell with her left hand. Why someone would take her things was beyond her. She knew she didn’t misplace them, she knew she wasn’t losing her marbles, and she hoped that the Counsellor would take her seriously. And besides, she heard the juciest gossip about the Unreal Desperate Housewives of Betazed. And she new that the Counsellor would love to know what she knew.
-GM
“Come in,” Vanessa tapped out the last few notes to the file she was working on before closing the window.
“Jacko,” she said warmly getting up to greet the woman and moving to the more comfortable seating area of the office. Vanessa stopped giving the woman things to eat or drink because Vanessa suddenly found herself missing cups on clean up. She could not openly accuse Marjorie so it was better to just not have trinkets lying about.
“So last week we talked about getting rid of ten things. Any ten things…what were they?” Vanessa normally did not start off immediately into therapy but once they got over the purpose of the visit they could spend some time talking about other things.
Vanessa Slade CNS
“My globes are missing! I’m down at least 4 of them,” Jacko began, “I counted and recounted and recounted, and I’m missing four of them. I know where I put them and I count them whenever I can, but they have just seemingly vanished. Oh and the ten things … some pairs of my socks had holes of them, so I got rid of five pairs of them, five pairs is 10 objects. But my globes, they’ve gone missing. It was while I was looking for them that I realised I had socks with holes in them, and knew that was something I could get rid of. But the globes! They were from Risa, Betazed, Trill and Bajor. They weren’t of any interest to anyone else, but why would someone take them from me? When would someone take them from me? How would they take them from me? I have my collection of globes proudly on display, they are but mere trinkets to others, but they are my pride and joy. As you know, I don’t let people in my quarters because of all the things I have collected, but I know how many I had, I admire them when I return from my shifts and four of them are gone … and with them, four pieces of my soul, my very being. Why Counsellor, why would someone do this to me?”
Then Jacko burst into tears and wiped her nose on her uniform.
-GM as NE Marjorie ‘Jacko’ Jackson, Med
OOC: I warned it would be soap operaish
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