03-09-2026, 06:37 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-09-2026, 06:52 AM by Pax Cassidy.)
Cassidy’s face hurt from smiling. He caught himself humming while he sterilized his medical equipment. He had forgotten what it was like to be in such a good mood.
The only trouble was, he hadn’t yet told anybody why. His staff seemed to have suspicions, based on the hushed chatter he often heard from the nurse’s station, but they always clammed up as soon as they saw him coming.
The Briefing Room was nearly full already as he entered. Only Jadaris and the captain herself seemed to be missing. He bit the inside of his cheek, realizing that he was smiling again. That was dangerous. He locked eyes with d’Tor’an, who seemed to be radiating anger with her hand wrapped around a sweet-smelling coffee. Cassidy ordered a Tarkalean tea, extra sweet, and took a seat next to her. From this distance, he could almost feel her bristling.
“I’ve been trying to find you, Lieutenant,” he said quietly. He didn’t want to draw the attention of the whole room. “Did Nurse Manx remember to schedule a follow-up appointment with you? You’re due for another treatment with the dermal regenerator.”
Cassidy braced himself, not quite sure how the Chief of Security would react. He felt a type of closeness to her. After all, they’d both made the questionable decision to charge into a plasma fire in hopes of saving two officers. He hoped that bond would grant him a bit of leeway now.
Beinn had another approach, daring Artemis to an honorable battle on the holodeck. Cassidy gave a bemused smirk, somewhere between a smile and a grimace. He would never understand Klingon medicine. Still, he would defer to Beinn's judgment in this matter.
"There's a mountain of research to support the therapeutic value of the holodeck," he said, shrugging. "With the safeties on, of course."
== Tag d’Tor’an and Beinn/all ==
The only trouble was, he hadn’t yet told anybody why. His staff seemed to have suspicions, based on the hushed chatter he often heard from the nurse’s station, but they always clammed up as soon as they saw him coming.
The Briefing Room was nearly full already as he entered. Only Jadaris and the captain herself seemed to be missing. He bit the inside of his cheek, realizing that he was smiling again. That was dangerous. He locked eyes with d’Tor’an, who seemed to be radiating anger with her hand wrapped around a sweet-smelling coffee. Cassidy ordered a Tarkalean tea, extra sweet, and took a seat next to her. From this distance, he could almost feel her bristling.
“I’ve been trying to find you, Lieutenant,” he said quietly. He didn’t want to draw the attention of the whole room. “Did Nurse Manx remember to schedule a follow-up appointment with you? You’re due for another treatment with the dermal regenerator.”
Cassidy braced himself, not quite sure how the Chief of Security would react. He felt a type of closeness to her. After all, they’d both made the questionable decision to charge into a plasma fire in hopes of saving two officers. He hoped that bond would grant him a bit of leeway now.
Beinn had another approach, daring Artemis to an honorable battle on the holodeck. Cassidy gave a bemused smirk, somewhere between a smile and a grimace. He would never understand Klingon medicine. Still, he would defer to Beinn's judgment in this matter.
"There's a mountain of research to support the therapeutic value of the holodeck," he said, shrugging. "With the safeties on, of course."
== Tag d’Tor’an and Beinn/all ==