Hit the Bottle, Numb the Pain (RP Log)

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Roleplay Log
19 Feb 2014
Morn's Place [Deep Space 9]
By far, the largest section of the Promenade, Morn's Place is known far and wide throughout the Alpha Quadrant as /the/ place to have a drink and relax. One can either take a seat and have a drink or a meal, or take their chances at the Dabo table. Otherwise, with a little latinum and a lot of imagination, one can venture to the second level and utilize the station's only set of holosuites (booked by the hour).
There is a staircase which leads to the upper level of the bar, while the exit on the lower level leads back out to the Promenade.

The door leading to Promenade slides open.
Saunders arrives from Promenade - Section A.
The door leading to Promenade slides closed.

Pryus-Talbot is sat at the bar with a half empty bottle of scotch in front of her downing the liquid in her short glass.

Pryus-Talbot gently slams down the glass against the counter and sloppily refills her glass.

Saunders walks in slowly, his dog not with him, and this catches everyone off guard. Someone turns in his direction and asks, "where's the dancing dog?" He simply says, "don't get me started."

Pryus-Talbot swirls the drink her husband favoured and breathes in the smoky scent before knocking it back with a burn in her chest that makes her lip curl.

Saunders goes about his usual routine and sits down at a table ordering a mint tea. He seems to be in a good mood.

Pryus-Talbot pauses as she looks over the glass and the bottle, taking a deep staggered breath she sniffs rubbing the back of her hand against her nose before sweeping back her hair.

Saunders drinks some of his tea.

Pryus-Talbot pinches her lips as she attempts to pour another glass more steadily, the edge of the bottle tapping shakily against the rim of the glass as she refills it.

The door leading to Promenade slides open.
Los arrives from Promenade - Section A.

Saunders keeps drinking his tea and clears his throat.

The door leading to Promenade slides closed.

Pryus-Talbot stares at her short glass of scotch and runs her tongue across the back of her teeth in anger. She picks up the glass and downs the vintage drink in one.

Saunders senses great anger from someone in the room but he can't tell who, nor does he wish to get into anyone's personal business.

Roian Los walks quietly in to Morns, walking over to the bar and orders up two pairs of tea's. His eyes catch Pryus-Talbot drinking and sighs. He knows nothing of loss, well almost nothing. His father died when he was young. He shifts his weight and walks quietly to over to her 'Lieutenant.. It is good to see you out and about. How are you doing?' He inquires telepathically. There is hesitation in his body language as well as can be felt when he attempts the non-verbal communication.

Saunders thinks it might be a good idea to leave.

Pryus-Talbot's demeanour is cold and filled with pain and anger, she has lost both her husband and her daughter as well as her will to live. Her eyes stare at her bottle and she swallows softly her eyes red and struggling to remain focussed after the first half of the bottle.

Saunders greets the lieutenant on his way out. Before he leaves he starts thinking about his friend who died when he was very young, killed when something went wrong in a science experiment that caused an explosion.

The emotions wafting off Pryus hits Los like a brick wall. There is a slight physical struggle as his mind is over taken by the thoughts and emotional output. A soft sigh is given as he looks to pryus with sympathy over the extreme losses. He is not a counsellor like Major Ava, hell he barely knows the woman in front of him. However, he does reach out once more '(in an empathic and compassionate voice) Lieutenant, please stop for a moment. The bottle is not the solution. Trust me, it never is. Listen to your heart, not to the pain and anger.' Genuine distress can be seen on his face while his emotions output concern, sympathy and compassion for the person he barely knows.

Saunders stops at the door when he senses what the Lieutenant is thinking.

Pryus-Talbot sighs softly and bows her head looking at the floor under her stool, her fingers run through her hair and stay there. "I can't carry on ... I have nothing left." She begins to cry softly and quietly. Her drinking was to ease the pain of the time ahead.

Saunders remembers thinking those exact same words when his friend died.

Betazoids always have one simple rule - no violation of the mind. It's something taught in school, something his mother beated into him. At this very moment, it was something he considered breaking. Easing her with gentle emotions that could carry her out of the mood she was in was just that simple. Instead, he fights against the idea as his hand is lightly placed on her shoulder '(In the same empathic and compassionate voice) We - Your companions, co-workers and friends are all here for you, Kailyn Pryus-Talbot. Listen to the station. You CAN carry on. It takes time and simple, little steps. You do have things that are still here for you. Your friends and family. Let them in, listen to them.' His hand gently squeezes his shoulder as a tear softly rolls down his eyes.

Saunders hears the man talking to Kailyn and moves closer, slowly, thinking that he is right.

"I don't want to carry on ..." Kailyn answers as silent tears roll down her cheeks as her hand lowers from her hair. All of her words are verbal, she doesn't communicate telepathically its a course of habit. She's spent so long around Terran's she barely remembers how to.

Saunders walks up to her and says, "if you do this, you'll be putting everyone who loves you through the same hell you're going through right now. Is that really what you want?"

Pryus-Talbot turns and narrows her eyes at Nick, "There is no one left. Don't you understand?" Her words are clear and sound, "I have nothing."

Nick's face turns sympathetic and he says, "listen, I know how you feel, but this isn't the way to go."

'But you must go on. To perserve the memories, you must. I ask you only, would this be what he wanted?' It is a sobering question that comes from the Lieutenant. His free hand has moved to his ear quietly as he talks to Pryus.

Saunders says, "as long as you live, YOUR HUSBAND GOES ON."

The door leading to Promenade slides open.
Remi arrives from Promenade - Section A.
The door leading to Promenade slides closed.

It had only been days since the loss of her daughter and she had spent most of that time sedated in the infirmary before taking a seat at the bar and drinking her pain away. "Please stop, all of you, I don't need your advice. I am a counsellor, I know what I should be doing and I should be saying but I can't deal with this right now."

Los sighs "Then you leave me little choice.." He says, clicking his commbadge.

Saunders backs off but thinks, "we're here for you."

Remi enters the bar cautiously as she senses the pain and anguish of the woman who spoke, getting to the conclusion that she was the wife of the Commander. She had little dealing with that sort of pain and she wouldn't know where to being.

Saunders notices Remi come in and decides to go talk to her so the Lieutenant and Kailyn can work this out on their own.

"I leave you no choice?" Kailyn wipes her eyes and looks to the Los, the caring empath. "What are you doing?" She sniffs.

Pryus-Talbot gets to her feet and leaves the bar and her bottle behind.
Pryus-Talbot stumbles slightly as she leaves through the door.

The door leading to Promenade slides open.

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