Lt Meidra Sirin - The other half of the sky
Meidra Sirin
(( Maklau Beach, Risa))
Meidra listened to Dwich talk, the calming influence of his voice becoming the anchor that always seemed to keep her from drifting. They made their way from the crowded beach near the hotel, choosing to walk a bit to get to a rocky area with an abundance of tide pools. Meidra was happy to glance into an occasional pool and see little crab-like creatures waving their little arms at each other.
Finally, they found a large boulder and sat down, watching the tide.roll in to meet them. She would never take their time together for granted, not after the experience with CloQ, and now the destruction of their home together. Conversation turned to deeper topics, and she leaned into him, grateful that he was there with her.
Hamsan: Were you scared? When everything went pear-shaped in the control room?
Scared was a bit of an understatement. All of the voices in her head, pleading with whatever deity they believed in, had shaken her. She was making progress with blocking unwanted voices, but periods of extreme stress lessened her talent.
She had wanted to talk with Genkos about strengthening her mind for the coming investigations, but he had his own worries. Still, she would have to find him eventually and hear his story. El Aurians were called listeners for a reason. Their minds were wired to hear everything and say little, choosing instead to ask pointed questions that helped the speaker find their best path. She shrugged lightly, giving her chosen life partner a smile.
Sirin: Terrified. But not for myself. Aine was shot and bleeding, and I couldn’t stop the blood. I panicked and got myself hurt. ::gives him a wry smile:: I was not at my best.
Hamsan: I was, too. When the ship was under attack, I was alone in Sickbay. Wounded started coming in, more than I could handle all at once. It was overwhelming.
Sirin: ::takes his hand:: Not exactly the way we thought this mission would end, to be sure.
She couldn’t hide the slight bitterness from her voice, but was sure he knew it was not directed at him. Being kept apart from him for security reasons had left a bad taste in her mouth, and someone was going to get an earful - as soon as she figured out whose idea it had been.
Hamsan: But I also learned a lot about myself. Especially after Dr. Adea gave the order to abandon ship. I don’t know how I managed to do everything that needed to be done. ::beat:: When I try to remember it all, it’s kind of a blur.
Sirin: For me as well. ::sighs:: And this is only the beginning. I heard rumors that there will be a counseling staff coming to question us on our...resilience.
Hamsan: I’m sure Starfleet will have questions for all of us, though for some more than others. And I’m sure your services will be in great demand over the coming days. Have they given you a place to work? Somewhere in the hotel where you can meet with people?
Sirin: To be honest, I haven’t asked. It’s perhaps selfish of me, but I’m not ready to talk to any of the crew. I have no idea what to say. ::beat:: My chairs are gone.
Hamsan: response
Sirin: The antique chairs she gave to me when I told her I wanted to be a counselor. It was decades before I joined StarFleet. I’d just taken them out of storage when I was assigned Resolution. ::fights back tears:: And they’re gone. I don’t have much of my grandmother’s belongings left.
Hamsan: response
She grew quiet, remembering again the cottage on a little out of the way planet that her grandmother had claimed as a refuge from her cruel husband. She had always found peace there. Perhaps she could find a way for others to find that same peace. She would have to think more about it before mentioning it to Dwich, or the captain.
Hamsan: response
Sirin: What? Oh, lost in my own thoughts. Come on, the water is getting a bit deep, perhaps we can continue our walk a bit further away from the waves.
Tags/TBC?
Lt Meidra Sirin
Counseling Officer
USS Resolution
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