Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS - I Dare Not Speak it Three Times
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Karrod Niac
Mar 18, 2026, 1:35:16 AMMar 18
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Secured Reflection Suite and Contemplation Cell, Harmony Shores Collaborative Resort))
De La Croix: ::she did nothing to disguise the venom in her voice.:: Apollonia. Such a lovely name for a woman who could make flowers wilt and singing birds fall dead from the sky with a single, scathing look. She made my childhood every bit the hell it seems I've made your place of work. And she did so...joyfully.
She wasn't quite sure why'd she said a name she'd worked so hard to forget and her endless shadow over everything Thess did, everything she was. She hadn't said it aloud in decades yet somehow she'd still allowed herself to be consumed by it again.
Rox: ::quietly:: Dr. La Croix ::shaking her head:: Thess I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve that.
De La Croix: Neither did you...but you reminded me so much of her.
She tried to collect her thoughts but found emotion drifting towards the surface instead and with it, honesty.
De La Croix: Not in personality thankfully...but in raw ability. For all the awful things Appolonia is she's also gifted beyond all measure. No matter how hard I worked at something as young girl, she could always surpass me without the faintest hint of effort. I saw a great deal of that in you as soon as I met you and apparently...reacted poorly.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and did not pull away.
Rox: I wasn't rally part of my parents plan. I was an only child and I spent a lot of time on my own. That's why I'm so mouthy and wild. I had to learn to keep people off kilter, and be ready to strike. ::she sighed:: Turkana IV wasn't a great place to develop relationships. One days friend could be the next day's enemy.
Thess closed her eyes, a small awkward laugh her only defense against tears.
De La Croix: Some pair we make...both trained since birth to strike first and hardest if we wanted to survive. Although I suspect the social calendar of a failed colony world was a bit more...rough and tumble than mine.
Rox: Maybe we need to start a support group for people like us who should stay away from the denizens of Riverside, California. ::chuckling::
Thess's laughter combined with a bit of a sob, nodding enthusiastically at the idea.
De La Croix: That's much better than my last thought, which was to have his face declared a suspected carrier for a dangerous pathogen which Division 14 would need to study. I figured I could have technicians pulling that mustache off him whisker by whisker for months. I would've been doing the Federation another great service.
Rox: Starfleet is the one place I feel like I fit in. I have a friend who had a transporter accident, a very shy Bardassian, a counselor who's as blunt as a baseball bat. There's Vomek, the Romulan from Orkney. Cabrillo who's as big a prankster as I am. I fit right in here with the freaks.
Thess could hear the implication in the young woman's voice and shook her head, sadness welling within her along with another, less familiar emotion. Shame.
De La Croix: And I took that from you, didn't I? Made you feel like you didn't belong?
Rox: Response
Thess paused and took a breath, the unfamiliar words having a hard time forming in her mind.
De La Croix: I'm sorry. Truly. Much as I can blame this on Beckie, I must accept that I treated you quite badly and through no fault of your own. I...apologize.
Rox: Response
The two embraced for a moment that felt marvelously cathartic to Thess for a long moment.
Right up until a gentle gong sounded and the door to the cell slid open quietly. An automated announcement, delivered in a perfectly soothing and affirming tone, poured from the walls like warm honey.
Computer: Congratulations on successfully resolving your emotional turmoil through an honest expression of your feelings. We hope you are feeling unburdened as our goal at the Harmony Shores Collaborative Resort is to ensure the well being of all of our guests, involuntary confined or otherwise. Please enjoy a complimentary gift basket of reconciliation scented candles, available in the atrium as you exit where there are currently several parties awaiting you. Thank you again for choosing Harmony Shores Collaborative Resort for your emotional upheaval.
The gentle gong rang again an a soft light pulsed in the hallway, directing them towards an exit. Thess looked back to Rox and let out a nearly hysterical fit of laughter.
De La Croix: Did...we just get emotional therapy...from a room?!
Rox: Response
A small detail of the announcement had snagged in Thess's mind and she considered it as she stood and walked towards the door.
De La Croix: I didn't particularly like the sound of 'several parties awaiting us.' What do you suppose that's about?
Rox: Response
[Tags/TBC]
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Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of a rusted out hovel
V239509GT0
De La Croix: ::she did nothing to disguise the venom in her voice.:: Apollonia. Such a lovely name for a woman who could make flowers wilt and singing birds fall dead from the sky with a single, scathing look. She made my childhood every bit the hell it seems I've made your place of work. And she did so...joyfully.
She wasn't quite sure why'd she said a name she'd worked so hard to forget and her endless shadow over everything Thess did, everything she was. She hadn't said it aloud in decades yet somehow she'd still allowed herself to be consumed by it again.
Rox: ::quietly:: Dr. La Croix ::shaking her head:: Thess I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve that.
De La Croix: Neither did you...but you reminded me so much of her.
She tried to collect her thoughts but found emotion drifting towards the surface instead and with it, honesty.
De La Croix: Not in personality thankfully...but in raw ability. For all the awful things Appolonia is she's also gifted beyond all measure. No matter how hard I worked at something as young girl, she could always surpass me without the faintest hint of effort. I saw a great deal of that in you as soon as I met you and apparently...reacted poorly.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and did not pull away.
Rox: I wasn't rally part of my parents plan. I was an only child and I spent a lot of time on my own. That's why I'm so mouthy and wild. I had to learn to keep people off kilter, and be ready to strike. ::she sighed:: Turkana IV wasn't a great place to develop relationships. One days friend could be the next day's enemy.
Thess closed her eyes, a small awkward laugh her only defense against tears.
De La Croix: Some pair we make...both trained since birth to strike first and hardest if we wanted to survive. Although I suspect the social calendar of a failed colony world was a bit more...rough and tumble than mine.
Rox: Maybe we need to start a support group for people like us who should stay away from the denizens of Riverside, California. ::chuckling::
Thess's laughter combined with a bit of a sob, nodding enthusiastically at the idea.
De La Croix: That's much better than my last thought, which was to have his face declared a suspected carrier for a dangerous pathogen which Division 14 would need to study. I figured I could have technicians pulling that mustache off him whisker by whisker for months. I would've been doing the Federation another great service.
Rox: Starfleet is the one place I feel like I fit in. I have a friend who had a transporter accident, a very shy Bardassian, a counselor who's as blunt as a baseball bat. There's Vomek, the Romulan from Orkney. Cabrillo who's as big a prankster as I am. I fit right in here with the freaks.
Thess could hear the implication in the young woman's voice and shook her head, sadness welling within her along with another, less familiar emotion. Shame.
De La Croix: And I took that from you, didn't I? Made you feel like you didn't belong?
Rox: Response
Thess paused and took a breath, the unfamiliar words having a hard time forming in her mind.
De La Croix: I'm sorry. Truly. Much as I can blame this on Beckie, I must accept that I treated you quite badly and through no fault of your own. I...apologize.
Rox: Response
The two embraced for a moment that felt marvelously cathartic to Thess for a long moment.
Right up until a gentle gong sounded and the door to the cell slid open quietly. An automated announcement, delivered in a perfectly soothing and affirming tone, poured from the walls like warm honey.
Computer: Congratulations on successfully resolving your emotional turmoil through an honest expression of your feelings. We hope you are feeling unburdened as our goal at the Harmony Shores Collaborative Resort is to ensure the well being of all of our guests, involuntary confined or otherwise. Please enjoy a complimentary gift basket of reconciliation scented candles, available in the atrium as you exit where there are currently several parties awaiting you. Thank you again for choosing Harmony Shores Collaborative Resort for your emotional upheaval.
The gentle gong rang again an a soft light pulsed in the hallway, directing them towards an exit. Thess looked back to Rox and let out a nearly hysterical fit of laughter.
De La Croix: Did...we just get emotional therapy...from a room?!
Rox: Response
A small detail of the announcement had snagged in Thess's mind and she considered it as she stood and walked towards the door.
De La Croix: I didn't particularly like the sound of 'several parties awaiting us.' What do you suppose that's about?
Rox: Response
[Tags/TBC]
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Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS
Duchess of Saint-Malo
Chief Surgeon of a rusted out hovel
V239509GT0
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