LtA.Dewitt- Thankyou For Being A Friend.
Emma Banin
(( Deck 14, Ayemet's Quarter's Doorway, USS Khitomer ))
The quarters were smaller, more suffocating than the palatial one she had shared with Connor. The window was smaller, the table smaller, the bed smaller.
It hadn’t taken her long to unpack. A few clothes, her toiletries, and the PADDs that were full of client information and appointments. She had ignored them, becoming increasingly convinced that the crew neither wanted nor needed a counsellor. Even if they did Pershan could handle them. He was always a better counselor than she was anyways.
Perhaps she was feeling sorry for herself, making herself the victim was always easier than thinking about the decisions and choices that had brought her to this room at this time, whilst others completed the mission.
She was broken from her mental gymnastics by the muffled sound of someone outside. She frowned, dimming the lights and music in the hope that whoever was outside would leave.
Semara: Ayemet!!!!!
She sighed and got up from the couch, raising the lighting level to one where it didn’t look like the cave of a wamp pig. She went to the door taking a breath before forcing the faint semblance of a smile it slid open and she could only hope that the surprise at seeing who her visitor was as clearly evident as she felt it must be.
A Dewitt: Amelia?
Semara: He asked you to come with, and you told him you were too impossibly important to the mission t' leave, surely?
A Dewitt: :realisation in her voice: Ah so you know? Err no he left a brief message and that’s it.
She stood aside to beckon Amelia in. She made no attempt on hiding her emotions, apart from Amelia being g betazoid and thus more effort required which would have involved an emotional strength that had already been spent, Amelia was her friend. She didn’t feel like being dishonest with her.
Semara: Well that's just doll dung.
A Dewitt: I’m trying not to judge him. I mean he just lost his Father suddenly but that he didn’t want me there, and ending up doing what my Father did; just leaving; that smarts.
Semara: You know what the ancient Betazoids did to a husband who abandoned his woman?! :: A miffed sigh. :: Nevermind, bad example... :: Beat :: Well come on, then. I ain't gonna just leave you by your lonesome. :: A big grin. :: Could I tempt you out with somethin' home baked, or maybe a drink a' somethin' that ain't green and a movie stupid 'nough to turn both our brains off? :: Beat, then a shrug :: Holodecks are off-limits for the moment, so that's the best I got.
She shook her head but couldn’t help smiling. She liked Amelia. She liked her a lot. She was honest about her emotions and not backwards in opening herself up to new people and new experiences . She ushered the betazoid to the couch .
A Dewitt: would you like a drink?
Semara: Response.
She hurriedly picked up the PADDs and took them over to a table discarding them without much thought. It felt strange to be sitting talking to her friend in a room she hadn’t been in since getting married and whilst others worked on more important matters, but she would take the company and the sympathy of that is what it was.
A.Dewitt: :bringing over the drinks from the replicator: Here you go.
Semara: Response.
She sat down next to Amelia. The quarters weren’t set up for entertaining, She wasn’t expecting to even be there, but something told her that she couldn’t just carry on as if nothing had happened. She sipped her drink as a silence fell over the room, but Amelia wasn’t going to allow that to remain for any great length of time.
Semara: Response
A.Dewitt: I don’t know I just couldn’t be in those quarters. I didn’t know where else to go.
Semara: Response
TAG/TBC
Lieutenant Ayemet Dewitt
Ship Counselor
USS Khitomer
NCC 62400
A239810JA2Q