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Lunge and Parry

Posted on Thu Apr 8th, 2021 @ 2:17pm by Lieutenant JG Steffan Haas MD & Commander Nokomis Diza

Mission: Side Posts
Location: Holodeck 2

Mis had put on the suit and was carrying the helmet and sword into the holodeck as she started the program. But, as soon as she entered she found herself listless and not very interested in fencing at all. She used the sword to draw lines in a small patch of sand and was completely engrossed in her own thoughts when she heard the doors opened and she glanced over her shoulder.

"Commander." Haas said by way of greeting as he walked into the holodeck, his helmet under his left arm and his Sabre in his right hand. "I must say wearing this gear takes me back to my academy days." He added with a smile.

"It's a rather archaic hobby and I have no formal training. Honestly," Mis rubbed her face. "I forgot I invited you. But I already had the holodeck booked for this time." Still, she could have started any program but she had started this one. Maybe she just really needed to stab someone?

"Shall I leave?" Steffan offered gesturing his Sabre towards the holodeck door. "I won't be offended, I promise." He said with a cheerful smile.

"No," Mis shook her head. "I might not be in the mood to do much fencing however. But I don't mind company. Anything interesting happen at work today? Other than the leg," Mis said, making small talk which of course she was terrible at.

"Not much." Steffan said as he moved to a nearby bench, placed his helmet and Sabre on the floor and took a seat. "Lieutenant Colburn from security dislocated his shoulder again while doing combat exercises. Crewman West sprained her ankle after slipping on a maintenance ladder and I drank far to much coffee." He paused for a moment. "Oh, and I spoke to Captain Barrett about reliving Lieutenant Liski of duty, due to her out burst in Sickbay."

"Oh? Yeah, not a bad idea probably. She's got some issues, that one." Mis said slicing some leaves off a bush. "We all deal with issues in our own way. Some people push themselves exercising, some people try to ignore their past and go on about things as if nothing happened and others can't seem to pull away from history. I'm the latter in case you were wondering."

"Ensign Lyras had flagged up a potential problem so I encouraged him to continue to speak to her as she seemed to open up a little but the whole outburst in Sickbay is totally unacceptable. She needs closure for what has happened. The longer she waits the worse it'll get, imagine her acting like that on the bridge in a crisis or on a diplomatic away mission. We need to get her the help she needs." Steffan said, his tone carried a hint of sadness. He never enjoyed relieving someone of duty and could only remembering doing it twice before today.

"Well thank you for that. I'm hopeful it will work." Mis crossed her arms. "Maybe you should have become a counselor. You're easy enough to talk to."

Steffan smiled, "It comes with the territory of being a doctor. My door is always open to anyone who wants or needs to talk. I want the Lieutenant to get the help she needs and move forward with her life. Post traumatic stress is awful to cope with and it only gets worse with time."

Mis nodded. She knew Stasia had those issues and why.
"I hope so. Can I ask you a personal question doctor?"

"Of course." Steffan replied with a small smile.

"Have you ever felt like the universe had a specific thing that it didnt want you to achieve?" She knew she was probably being over dramatic, but it really felt like that to her sometimes.

"I've had moments of thinking like that. Medical school seemed endless and like every lecturer just wanted to put me down, but I passed. I got through it." Steffan replied as he thought back to those days briefly. "Is there something holding you back?"

"Career wise I'm right where I want to be. I've never had ambitions of having my own command, I prefer to assist others and with Logan it was the perfect opportunity since we've been friends most of our lives. But my personal life . . . . let's just say it's always been a struggle. I've always thought I would meet someone and we'd spend our time together and that hasn't happened."

The doctor considered what Mis had said, "Are you trying to hard to find that someone? Sometime's when you want something so badly you just can't grasp it. You say you don't want a command of your own but it wouldn't surprise me if Starfleet comes knocking to promote the excellent Commander Diza to a ship of her own." He paused for a moment, looked her in the eyes and smiled. "Good things come to those who wait. Mr Perfect is out there, I promise."

"Let's see . . . first there was Logan himself, if you repeat that to anyone I'll kill you and make it look like an accident. Then there was Mr. secret intelligence who was inexperienced but sweet and intense. He took off after I Showed him my love of dancing. After him came Mr. intelligence two who was mysterious and easy to talk to until he let his father order him around and hopped on the next shuttle after telling me my father had a secret family. And finally we come to Stazia who is the wrong sex generally speaking but whom I had thought I could possibly be happy with and she has no desire what so ever to tie herself down in any form and refuses to let anyone else in. I've got a great track record."

Although the revelation of the Captain and Lieutenant Liski as passed lovers did surprise him, Haas kept an unsurprised face as he listened. "Everyone had a past. It's not a bad thing, it's just life. I think went through most of the female student body while I was at medical school. It's something I'm not proud of but it happened. I've tended to stay away from the ladies since then in a romantic sense." Steffan replied kept his tone calm and even. "Everyone has a bumpy love life, doesn't mean your destitute to live out the rest of your life as a spinster."

Mis laughed. "Who said a spinster was a bad thing? No one to try and tell you what to do, no one to steal the covers." She shrugged. "I know that. It's just sometimes . . . . I feel cursed." She gave another shrug. "No use crying over spilled milk I guess."

"Of course being single isn't a bad thing and there are many positives from being single. Mine at the moment is that I don't need to be tidy. No one at the moment is seeing my quarters at the moment as I'm going through a 'cant be be bothered' faze." Steffan replied with a smirk. "You're a lovely lady. Don't put yourself down all the time."

Shrugging off the compliment she listened more to his words before that. "Can't be bothered phase." She repeated intrigued. "Interesting, I may have to try that. Thanks though, for listening." As if the subject of the talk had just caught up to her, she felt a bit embarrassed about having just poured her heart out to him.

"It's quite refreshing actually. Just don't have guests, it makes things awkward to say the least!" Steffan replied. "My ears are always open for listening. Comes with the job and I'm happy to do it."

"Job or jab?" Mis joked. "You'd make an excellent counselor too. I think I'll take a walk, but feel free to use the program."

"I'm a make shift counselor when there is one available." Steffan smiled. "I think I'll leave you to your thoughts, you seem to have some things to think through." He said as he picked up his saber and helmet and stood up from where he was sitting.

Mis didn't stick around to see if he stayed in the holodeck or not, she left and decided to patrol the corridors and think about what he'd said. She needed to come to a decision soon.



Commander Nokomis Diza
Executive Officer, USS Orion


Lieutenant JG Steffan Haas, M.D.
Chief Medical Officer, USS Orion

 

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