((Chief Science Officer's Office, Science Complex, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Shortrith: Those things aren't dissmissable, Commander. They're important to note.
Kel: Are they?
oO Did I overstep? Oo
Shortrith: If it's not too personal of a question, when was the accident?
Kel: Stardate 239410.25 aboard Cold Station 13. I believe it was 1415 hours.
Renaie was silent for a moment, letting the information sit.
Kel: I suppose something like that sticks in your mind.
Shortrith: It would. An accident of that magnitude would possibly be a permanent point in which one remembers. How did you feel when it happened?
Kel: What do you mean? I guess ::stopping:: I felt confused, scared. Everyone was running around there was a lot of chaos.
Shortrith: When an event that changes someone's life occurs, the brain tends to remember it as a critical thing that happened in one's timeline.
They stopped speaking as they noticed the second officer firmly place his palms on the table.
Shortrith: Are you okay, sir?
Kel: Oh I'm fine. My antennae are meant to help with balance, among other things, but when they get moving too fast they can cause some disorientation.
Shortrith: Is this… ::trying to find the right word:: a new thing? Were you off-balance?
Kel: They've always done this, maybe the Andorian and Trill physiologies don't quite mix right.
Shortrith: I haven't read anything about it, but that doesn't necessarily mean that something like that topic hasn't been researched.
They drifted off for a second, their nerdy brain doing its own thing.
Kel: Trust me when I say I've done extensive research. Trill/Andorian hybrids are something of a rarity and myself perhaps more so as my road to hybrid status was unique.
Renaie noticed the Commander stop talking, and changed the subject.
Shortrith: Apologies, I distracted myself. Anyway, back to the conversation at hand. How did you find yourself coping after this mission?
Kel: It's nice to have thing back to normal again. I'm mostly glad we all made it back. I wasn't expecting quite so intense an experience.
Renaie nodded sympathetically.
Shortrith: Did you find any solace in the fact that the Niac and Raga from our timeline was still alive? I understand that any form of seeing people you care about explode usually causes significant distress, no matter if you see them alive later.
Kel: I think I always thought it was our Raga and Niac. That they'd somehow traveled back in time so we could avert a disaster. Thinking it was really them certainly kept me motivated to succeed.
oO Fair enough. Oo
Shortrith: That's definitely a firm point of motivation for anyone in your scenario. You did well for someone in that position, under those circumstances.
Kel: I will admit to being pleased that the crew was willing to follow my lead and that I was able to get the reactor into a safe state.
Shortrith: I think it's a sign they respect you, sir.
oO I certainly do. Oo
Kel: If I could be so bold I also appreciated your leadership of Medical. You managed to wrangle Rox and De La Croix. That's no small feat.
Renaie paused and smiled.
Shortrith: Thank you!
Kel: If they ever, Koala frobid, give me a command, I'd certainly welcome you if you were interested.
Shortrith: What do you mean? I take it the 'they' you are referencing is Starfleet Command?
Kel: Response
Their smile widened.
Shortrith: Aww thanks! That's really nice of you to say. How do you think you went in your stint as Acting Captain?
Kel: Response
Shortrith: Did it take as much of a mental load as you thought?
Kel: Response
[Tags/TBC ((Happy to wind down soon))]
Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith, MD
Counsellor/Medical Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
They/Them (Player and character)
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