((Indulgence of Chocolate-Coated Jama’haron, Deck 47, Room 47166))
Michaels: You mentioned a confusing dream. Start at the beginning. We can decide where to go from there.
At the beginning? Beginning of him looking at a file he should have never looked into before? Or the dream itself? Now it was his turn to give out a soft sigh. He pulled his PADD out in front of him as he began to explain.
Zerva: ::nodding:: So to backtrack before the dream, I did something I shouldn’t have done. Do you remember those messages from the Ouachita we downloaded?
Michaels: Of course, I remember. As I recall we were warned not :: beat :: to look:: beat :: at our own :: Lera closed her eyes and nodded :: names and :: sigh :: you did.
Oh he sure did. Yep. Bad call he knew that, especially now, but he looked anyways.
Zerva: I uh, yeah. I did ::looks down:: I know I shouldn’t have done it. But I was curious and wanted to know if I was in there. I mean I get it, it’s a future that won’t exist anymore, but still I wanted to know. I found one with my name in it.
Michaels: Perhaps not the wisest thing anyone has ever done.
Was she scolding him? If he wanted that, he’d of talked to his mother about it instead. He could hear it now. For the safety and security of the Federation, he shouldn’t have opened it. Too late mother.
Michaels: ::softer tone:: However, what has been done has been done. Nothing can undo what you learned. We can only move forward from that point. I will point out that I have been convinced that our "time travelers" actually had any connection with us. They may have been from a completely different reality. Please remember that.
Maybe if there’s a next time he’ll remember that. Still it didn’t change the fact in a future or some other alternative reality like the Mirror Universe, these events outlined in the messages had happened.
Zerva: I tried. I really did. It took me this long to even get the courage to open it.
Michaels: The Ouachita logs are in the past now. What do they have to do with your dream tonight?
Thankfully, but not entirely in the past. He still had a copy of every message on his PADD. Well, except for the one that was forwarded to Captain Shayne that was addressed to them directly.
Zerva: I think the dream was a result of me looking into that file.
Lera frowned and closed her eyes again. More disappointment? A moment passed before she looked at him again with that look. It was hard to read her. In someway he thought maybe she was trying to understand?
Michaels: You knew your name was somewhere in those files and you found it. It seems probable that it was no ordinary file.
Zerva: Yeah it was a medical file, not a message. One with Doctor Ohnari’s name on it.
Ezra turned the PADD to face Lera so that she could see the medical file. It had three names on it. Chief Medical Officer Doctor Ohnari, Ezra and a Lieutenant Dex Lyr. A Trill.
Michaels: Dex Lyr. I have never heard of... one moment. Have there not been several Dexs in Starfleet history? Cruson Dex. Jessica Dex. And others. Is Dex the name of a Trill symbiont? :: she paused :: But I thought the last name derived from the symbiont. If Dex Lyr is a joined Trill name, would that not mean that the symbiont would be Lyr?
Zerva: Correct. The first name is the host name and the last name is the Symbiont. In this case that Symbiont being named Lyr. As for Dex, did you mean the Dax Symbiont?
Michaels: :: another sigh :: I am struggling here, Ezra. I need your help to understand... at least minimally... what has happened. And how I can help. I do not understand why this dream has upset you so... unless... it either was not a dream in the same sense I use the word or it has some special significance to Trills that I know nothing about. You and I are two different species. There are things about Trill I am scarcely capable of understanding. Vulcans and Humans have no parallel to what it means to be ... joined. Or the relationship between hosts and symbionts. Or unjoined Trill and symbionts. :: she stopped and wondered if she suddenly understood. Lera bit her lip. This could be a dangerous question to ask. :: I have seen Humans suffer emotionally about seeing the body of a dead stranger. They suffer horribly at the death of a family member. :: long pause :: Did Dex Lyr die?
Ezra took a moment to let her words sink in. He wasn’t trying to confuse her, but he knew that he had to explain further so that she could understand the whole thing. He wanted her to have the full picture so that she could try and help him make sense of the whole thing.
It was true there were few outside of the Trill species that could come close to understand how the whole joining thing worked.
Did Dex Lyr die? It wouldn’t be the first time he’d seen a dead body. Vanta’s image of their lifeless form came to mind, but he quickly discarded the thought and focused on the question. One he wasn’t so sure he wanted to answer.
Zerva: ::nervously:: It’s a little more complicated.
Michaels: I hope you know or at least suspect, that I would help you in anyway I can. I will never betray you or reveal any secrets you choose confide in me. If my queries are straying into matters that you do not wish me to ask about, you simply have to let me know.
He nodded and placed a hand on hers to let her know he appreciated her support. It was his idea to tell her, so that’s what he was going to do. Tell her all of it.
He turned the PADD back around to him and pulled up the rest of the file and then showed her.
Zerva: ::beat:: Yes, Dex Lyr died. Check the Stardate. That’s five days from now.
Michaels: Response
Zevra: Because he was on the Khitomer when it went down and crashed landed on the very planet that look most of our lives. His injuries were so severe that he needed surgery in order to survive.
Michaels: Response
Zerva: ::nods:: Says here he was a Starfleet Transporter Operator on the Khitomer. But he’s not on the current crew roster, which means he transferred just days before his death.
Michaels: Response
Zerva: Yes our resident CMO, Doctor Ohnair preformed the surgery. According to this medical file, he didn’t survive his injuries. ::beat:: But his Symbiont did. ::heart beating faster:: That’s where I come in…
Michaels: Response
Zerva: ::taking a breath:: I’ll get to the dream in a moment. ::beat:: In order to save the Symbiont’s life, they needed to transfer it into a host as soon as possible. I was ::pause:: the only available non joined host candidate who was still alive to take the host.
Michaels: Response
He showed her a picture of him in the files.
Zerva: ::beat:: Say hello to Ezra Lyr.
Michaels: Response
Tags/TBC
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Lieutenant (JG) Ezra Zerva
Security Officer
USS Khitomer (NCC-62400)
A240101EZ2