Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Francis Stein (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Vaila Sickbay (Beveres)
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Lazoh blinked a couple of times, remaining completely motionless as she appeared to be processing what Beveres said. “Nirim…” she muttered to herself as her eyes flickered as though she was searching for the meaning of the word. After a few seconds she looked at the counselor and gave a somewhat unnatural smile. “Thank you, I’m feeling much better…” she replied slowly, keeping an unnerving gaze on Beveres.

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Her gaze left Beveres’ skin crawling, leaving her skeptical of how well Nirim was truly feeling. Subtly furrowing her eyebrows, Tal let her arms fall to her sides in a calm, friendly stance. “Do you know where you are, Nirim?” Nirim’s hesitance at the word had risen red flags for the counselor, but she held her tongue to see just what she was dealing with.

Nirim took a slow and considered look around sickbay as though she were trying to unlock a distant memory. Finally she turned back and met her fellow counselor’s gaze. “Of course Lt,” she replied slowly with a quick glance at the pips on Beveres’ collar. “I am in sickbay…” she added with another uncomfortable smile.

Stein shrugged once again. Not in a dismissive gesture but as someone trying to release some pent up stress, likely from his perceived deficiency in this area. “We could try sedating her and see what happens. If she wakes up fine we can assume whatever hallucigen or mental control was broken. If not then, well that is one more data point we can use in the differential.”

Beveres said nothing. Instead, she tossed Stein a look that read, something is off. She wasn’t sure if Nirim was in a state of confusion, or if she was blanking from exhaustion at the episodes she had experienced. Without dismissing the possibility of something less..practical, Tal glanced at Nirim from the corner of her eye.

He looked over the biometric readings again, eyes flicking over the results without his head turning, almost eerily still in his concentration.

Dr. Stein
CMO

“Would you like something to drink, Counselor?” She purposely addressed Nirim with variations of her title and name, in effort to remind her of who she was as it was clear something wasn’t firing or clicking in her brain.

Dr. Beveres, CNS

Nirim gave a vacant stare for a few seconds before tilting her head to the side, almost mechnically as her eyes flickered again as though searching for a lost piece of information. Flicking her head back to it’s previous position, she nodded slowly. “Yes, that would be…nice…” she replied, her eyes still fixed on Beveres. “We…I would like a beverage…”

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“What would you like, Nirim?” Beveres’ lips twitched at the faint ‘we’ in her statement. It wasn’t often people referred to themselves as ‘we,’ a pronoun often indicating two or more people. She had heard it before in cases of personality and dissociative disorders, but she wasn’t sure if it was a slip-up out of confusion or one in effort to mask what bubbled beneath the surface. One word was very little to go off of and could easily be the result of her own paranoia.

Before Nirim could answer, Brion gently pulled Beveres to one side and whispered to her. “Counselor, I don’t know who that is, but it is not Nirim. It may look like her and sound like her but there is something seriously wrong here, if you would allow me to try an experiment?” she asked, keeping one eye on her friend.

Dr Brion made her way to the replicator and ordered a Ferengi Snail Juice, stomach churningly revolting to practically all races apart from the Ferengi. She placed the glass in front of Nirim with a smile. “I made you your favourite Nirim,” she said pointedly as she gestured for Nirim to try it, hoping she could keep a good poker face. Nirim looked at the glass and blinked a couple of times before picking it up. She studied it for a moment before downing the entire glass. Taking a moment to taste it, she set the glass back down and smiled. “Delicious, thank you doctor…” she replied, holding a steady gaze on them.

“If you don’t mind, I’m going to run a quick scan over you to make sure everything’s progressing nicely.” Tal recalled Stein mentioning a possible toxin in her system that could have caused her status, perhaps that was also causing her to begin disassociating from a single personality. She wanted to scan her body for any residual toxin that might be in her system, but first Nirim’s consent was key–in this state, Beveres wasn’t positive how she might react to any act as it could be viewed as aggression.

Lt. Beveres, CNS

Nirim nodded slowly. “Of course,” she replied as she took a seat compliantly. The scans showed no toxins in her system, apart from whatever was in the foul snail juice she just drank.

Stein let his gaze dart among the various persons then back to Beveres. “I am really just here because the captain asked,” he confessed in a whisper, the uncomfortableness of not being in a perfectly controlled situation where every piece of equipment and knowledge was right within arms reach leaking through his visage as he spoke.

After a few moments his, eyes darted back around and he lowered his voice even more to his colleague. “She is sick. I claim dibs on any organic tissue we can collect from her,” he added as if that is the perfectly normal response.

Dr. Stein, CMO

Brion narrowed her eyes in annoyance at her fellow doctor. “I think that’s a little premature don’t you doctor?” she replied as she looked back towards the morgue area where she had been about to start Captain Ries’ autopsy when Nirim had been brought in. She beckoned over Nurse Bright to come and join them. “Dr Stein, I think I have things covered here, could you start the autopsy on Captain Ries? Nurse Bright here will show you where everything is.” she indicated across to the morgue, mainly just wanting to get rid of the somewhat callous doctor and focus on her friend.

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