LtJG Gila Sadar - Professional Indecency, All Around
Gila Sadar
((XO’s Office - Deck 2, USS Artemis-A))
Sadar: My team would’ve been in grave danger, because of me. ::hides her face in her hands:: If my senior officers can’t trust me to follow orders, to have their back, then I have no place here.
Gila wasn’t sure why she’d anticipated anything but a complete disregard of her ethical conflict. It wasn’t like Starfleet officers of the past had a great track record when it came to accountability and seeking out consequences for their own misdemeanors, as their investigation into Sisko’s sordid actions during the Dominion War had made so abundantly clear.
If it wasn’t because Gila would literally rather swan dive into the liquid volcanic core of the planet below, she might’ve been tempted to concede that CloQ had had a point, twisted though their methods of asserting it was.
Dakora: Gila, listen to me. ::He frowned.:: What you faced wasn’t a simulation or a training exercise. It was a manifestation of the no-win scenario. A test of character and resilience that even the most experienced Officers struggle with. I’d be more concerned if you weren’t convinced that it had all gone wrong.
oO Last effort, Gila. Oo
Sadar: The worst part is... I can't tell what's worse. That I tried to stop it, or that I failed in doing so…
Surely, the lack of remorse at not just blindly following orders and the rebellious instinct to foil her senior officer’s plan would be enough to convince the Lieutenant Commander that she was a threat to any further operations she participated in?
Hah, good one.
Dakora: In those moments, there are no right answers, only choices we must make and live with. You were caught at the intersection of what you believed was right at the core of your being and your sense of duty to your fellow Officers.
The Lieutenant Commander - looking suitably distressed that he was foiling her at every turn - settled back into his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he did.
Dakora: And for what it’s worth, my words here would’ve been the same whether you had successfully intervened or not.
Gila blinked. Any will to dispute the Commander’s decision - if any had existed at all - was snuffed out, as she struggled to comprehend why he was able to say that with such clarity.
She suspected there was no good answer to that conundrum, just as there was no logical explanation for why she was currently wearing a hollow pip on her collar, despite all evidence pointing to her being a liability in the field.
Sadar: … I see…
It was, in fact, exceedingly clear that she did not see.
The Lieutenant Commander cleared his throat as he sat up a little straighter, and realizing that this change in posture indicated that he was ready to give his verdict, Gila’s posture changed to mimic him.
Dakora: Since there is no precedent for a disciplinary hearing or court-martial relating to events that happened in a timeline fabricated by a petulant Demi-God– to which all evidence of seemingly does not and has never existed– It seems I’m obligated to reject your submission for disciplinary hearing. ::He paused, meeting her eyes with the slightest hint of a sad smile.:: And subsequent court-martial.
She sighed.
Sadar: … Yes Sir.
The Lieutenant Commander, determined to add insult to injury, slid the PADD with her resignation papers back towards her, and Gila slowly accepted it.
She was prepared for another refusal for her just desserts. What she was not prepared for, however, was the manner in which it was delivered.
Dakora: I also do not accept your resignation at this time. ::He cocked his head.:: You’re a valued member of this crew, Gila and we need you. I understand the weight of what you’re going through, believe me. But I’d like to ask you to take the duration of shore leave to reconsider. At that point, whatever you decide, you’ll have my full support.
The Lieutenant Commander’s frankly indecent insistence on using her given name as his primary method of address aside, Gila was genuinely touched by his words. She knew, of course, that Sickbay would be down one of its most diligent workhorses if she ever left her post, so she supposed she did feel a bit bad about going through with this without conferring with the rest of Sickbay’s staff…
Another entry to her long list of failures: failure to recognize the impact on the unit ‘Sickbay’ in case of her sudden absence without adequate notice.
Sadar: I- Thank you, Commander. That’s… I’ll do that.
Dakora: I’d like for you to make time to see Counselor Jashkaa, as well. ::He frowned.:: I know Hiro is gone, but I’ve heard nothing but good things about her from other members of the crew.
Gila’s gut instinct was to immediately withdraw from the conversation once ‘Counselor’ was mentioned, but she was nothing if not logical - she’d spent far too much time around Vulcans for that - and she knew that this turn to the conversation was to be expected. Practically obligatory, really...
Sadar: ::pause:: I, uhh, suppose I can’t very well disagree with the need for counseling. You know, considering- ::waves her hands to indicate their current situation::
Dakora: Response
Gila nodded, before clumsily standing up from her seat.
Sadar: ::clears throat awkwardly:: W-Well… Uhh… I-I suppose I’ll, uhh, excuse myself then, Commander. S-Sorry for taking your time.
Dakora: Response
Gila turned around, ready to leave behind the office, with exactly 0% of the predicament that had led to her visit in the first place resolved, when a nagging sensation in the back of her mind urged her to remain rooted in place.
Was this indecent of her, considering the current mood and how completely unprofessional she’d behaved in front of a senior officer? Most likely. And yet, she felt it had to be said.
Sadar: Ah. ::turns about:: I realize that there is ‘no evidence’ of the ordeal we all went through, but if you’ll take the advice of a ‘valued’ medical officer, Sir? Considering the ordeal that you went through, I suggest getting a check-up regardless. Violent incidents leave as much of a physical toll as it does a mental one.
Dakora: Response
Tags/TBC
LtJG Gila Sadar
Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A
A240006GS1