Lt Jania Nis - Check please!
Jania Nis
((The Gar Mulgat Nightclub, Helix Station))
(OOC note: there was a bit of confusion over who was where so I dropped Kim and Alex back into the club)
It didn’t need to be repeated why Jania was feeling the way she was. And she didn’t -want- to repeat it. She didn’t want to be a broken holodisk.
But she did feel like a broken holodisk, caught in a loop of trauma and sadness. The trauma of the memories that the evil doctor had inserted. The loss of Sam. The memories -that- brought up. The trauma of the attack on the arboretum. Vala … oh, now she was really into it. So many memories in such a short time.
Well, maybe it made sense. She had ten days of false memories inserted, and now she was drowning in memories.
JoNz: ::to Jania:: I'm leaving with my new friend over there. Will you be okay? Text my PaDD once you're back on board the ship.
Kansz used a claw to tap at the cargo pocket with the device.
Nis: Huh? Oh, sure.
Forsyth: JoNz seemed to be getting into it, huh.
Lahl: Oh yeah, I think she’s found someone to have some fun with.
Forsyth: Hopefully it goes well, and we don’t end up having to do a rescue mission, or explain what happened to the Captain…
Lahl: Oh, I’m sure she’ll be fine.
Lahl: Love you babe.
Forsyth: Response
Cool. Good for them. Jania wandered away to find the bathroom in this tiny hallway of a club.
As she walked, she bumped into a hard, solid shape. She turned around and wasn’t sure what she was looking at for a moment. It was like a lump of shimmering copper ... until she looked up and realized she was looking at the Antari she’d seen when she first came into the club.
Nis: Oh! ‘scuze us.
Antari: No problem.
Nis: We saw you dancing before. You have a really impressive range of motion.
The Antari laughed.
Antari: I’m sure you’ve got plenty of impressive motions.
Nis: Huh?
The Antari stuck out his arm, which did not have a humanoid hand but a tarsus and pre-tarsis. With it, he gestured for her to join him on the dance floor.
Antari: You want to dance?
Nis: Oh! :: glancing back at Lahl and Forsyth :: Uh, sure!
((????))
Nis: Ugh. …
Jania rubbed her head and sat up. She was in some sort of lodge; one wallwas open air and revealed a sparkling sky of bluish clouds.
The sunrise here was beautiful. Or was it sunset? Either way, it was impressive enough to cut through the shrill whining in her head. She had forgotten to ask if she was drinking synthohol, she supposed.
Then it popped into her mind. What Kansz had said. “Will you be okay? Text my PaDD once you're back on board the ship.”
She crawled out of the conical, fluffy bed, nearly falling on her face as she did so. Her purse was somewhere here on the floor. She picked it up and pulled out her PADD.
Two hundred and fifty missed messages, most of them from Nurse Zeka.
Jania ignored them all. Instead, she opened a new message to Kansz. This was meant to be a private message ... but she accidentally sent it to the group chat. Kansz, Kimonzi, and Alex alike received her message.
Nis: :: text :: Hey, Kansz, can you look into what planets are close to Helix Station? We’re on … one of them.
Forsyth (optional): Response
(End Scene for Jania)
Lieutenant Jania Nis
Head of Health
USS Octavia E. Butler NCC-82850
O240108JN2