((Counsellor's Office - Counselling Suites - Deck 7 - USS Artemis-A))
The Andorian Ensign picked up the glass of Srjula Tea, but put it back down without drinking.
Tho'Bi: ::still staring at the bright yellow tea:: If being shut down is what a senior officer need to be… ::looks at Lux:: …then I don't want it.
Lux: Wouldn't it be better if you could feel something? What are you feeling, Tho'Bi, that you want to shut down?
The Andorian rolled his back in a lopsided circle.
Tho'Bi: ::at the ceiling:: I don't. ::rubs face:: I don’t want to shut down.
The Andorian lent forward, hands together hanging between his legs.
Tho'Bi: ::quieter darker:: But… what if it's the only way to be an officer?
Lux: Well, from what you've said in this session, I think you feel a deep sense of responsibility for what happened on your first mission and that seems to have triggered a lot of unresolved feelings about your identity as an Andorian. That must have been hard to grow up feeling that way, did you ever speak to anyone about it?
Unresolved? The Ushaan-tor blade was the only resolution Andoria had for a tharketh.
The Andorian’s gaze tracked across the floor.
Tho'Bi: ::almost whispered:: Yes… ::sits back rubs face:: Tharketh… that is what I am on Andoria. ::stops rubbing face:: Augmented Pattern-Assisted Synthesis.
The Andorian reached across and brought the glass of Srjula Tea to his lips and drank. The now empty glass was placed back on the side.
Tho'Bi: ::hushed:: It's how I was conceived. ::sinks back into chair:: The only resolution for me on Andoria is the blade of the Ushaan-tor. Tharketh means… Abomination.
The Trill Counsellor listened quietly.
Lux: As an engineer you use tools? Hyperspanners and plasma torches, things like that?
The young Andorian Engineer looked at the Counsellor for a moment.
Tho'Bi: ::nods:: Yes.
Lux: So before your next session I'd like you to try taking some breaths if you feel overwhelmed; deep breath in and a slow exhale. It can help you refocus. Count if that helps. Think of it as a psychological tool in your kit.
Tho'Bi: Okay ::beat:: I will try.
//TIME JUMP - THAT EVENING//
((Holodeck 4, Deck 3 - USS Artemis))
The wind wrapped around the northern mountain peak, driving thick rafts of heavy snow near vertical.
oO Take a breath Oo
The great swirling torrent scythed through his survival gear as though it was not there.
oO Let it out Oo
The icy-damp snow clung to him. Seeped through gaps between layers. Entombing him.
oO Take a breath Oo
The cold held him. Clawed at him. Emptied him.
oO Let it out Oo
TAGS/ END OF SCENE FOR THOBI
((OOC: ‘Tharketh’, I invented, means ‘Abomination‘. It'll be up on the SB118WIKI not long after this Sim goes live.))
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Ensign Tho’Bi
Engineering
USS Artemis-A
A240203T11