Return to Duty - Part 1 (RP Log)

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Roleplay Log
20 Feb 2014

You knock with 'Chime.'.
The door leading to Commander's Office slides open.

Commander's Office [Deep Space 9]
Positioned just off the station's operation center, this office provides the station's commanding officer a retreat from the hustle and bustle of the command center outside. The office is dominated by a Cardassian-styled desk. Two low-backed chairs are positioned just inside the room facing the desk, while a high-backed black leather executive chair is behind the desk for the office's occupant. Two control plexes with a traditional Cardassian configuration are built into the desk for use by the station's commander, and a Starfleet computer monitor is atop the desk. A large, oblong hexagonal viewport is built into the bulkhead immediately behind the desk, providing a captivating view of the wormhole.
Immediately to the right when entering the office, roughly parallel with the desk, is a small seating area with a black couch. A half-height book case across from the couch is empty.

The door leading to Operations Center slides closed.

Cross is seated at his desk, working on reports and other important things that keep the station turning. He looks up when the doors open and then stands up when he recognizes the visitor. "Doctor Talbot."

Pryus-Talbot steps inside and toward his desk with a nod, "Captain." She responds.

Cross inclines his head in greeting, but has no real words. He motions to the seat. "Can I assume that this is in regard to your request for more Academy time?"

Pryus-Talbot carefully takes a seat and nods, "Yes, yes it is." She answers, "I have given this much thought and considering the last few days I have come to the conclusion it may be the best place for me at present."

"I get the feeling that you want to put as much distance as possible between you and the station," Cross says tensely as he also sits back in his seat. "There are people here who care about you, Kailyn."

Pryus-Talbot closes her eyes and pauses, "Can you blame me?" She asks honestly as she looks Cross over.

Cross shakes his head. No, he couldn't blame her, but he also didn't want her to go. It seemed like the easy way out. It seemed like she was running from her issues and Adam Cross knew about running from issues. "It won't help," he says quietly.

Pryus-Talbot sighs softly, "I don't know what to do, and the infirmary is where I have lost my family." She takes a moment to collect herself running her fingers over her brow, if she wanted to run so badly she would have jumped on a shuttle and disappeared. "I feel so lost and alone, I-" she shakes her head gently trying her best to keep the tears at bay. She was perplexed with the Captain and his wife who seemed to spend much of her time with Senka but now was not the time to address that. "I can barely look at myself in a mirror."

"You're not alone," Captain Cross says, but is really ill-prepared in dealing with emotional women and it is an awkward sentence for him. "There are people here who can help you, and want to help you."

Pryus-Talbot pauses to take in his words, "Are you once of those people Captain?" She asks quietly but firmly.

"I--" the question takes Cross a bit off-guard and he stumbles over the words in his head. "I'm not suited for helping anyone," he eventually settles on. "I have my own share of problems I'm dealing with, but Doctor Senka. Doctor Ava... they're more than qualified." He pauses, "I don't want to see you go, because ..." he shakes his head, "I don't know why. I just don't think that running from this is the right answer."

Pryus-Talbot raises her brows at his answer, "I'm not asking you to help me, I'm sure you'd be glad to have a constant reminder of what happened leave the station but then we would both be running then." She answers her words reminisced of her own counselling sessions, "I'd rather you were honest with me."

Cross says, "I'm being completely honest when I say that I don't want you to leave." He bites the inside of his lip before he continues at a quieter tone, "I do feel guilty for what happened to Ben and if the same thing had happened to me, I'm certain that he would have made sure that my family was safe and in a good place. I think that's it. I feel a responsibility to him to keep you safe.""

"You feel you have a responsibility for me?" Kailyn repeats, "You have more than enough to deal with without looking after a grown woman and her struggle to deal with the death of her child." She pauses again and draws a tired breath, "You said you would support my decision before and now you have revoked that decision. If I wanted to run I would have."

Cross says, "I didn't say that I revoked that decision. If you really /want/ to leave, then I will support that. I am asking you to reconsider."

"Why should I reconsider?" She ask again, most of her colleagues had avoided her unless she initiated conversation first Cross included.

"Because I am asking you," Cross says simply. "If you're really going to be more happy away from the station, though, I won't stop you. I can sign the paperwork right now."

Pryus-Talbot sighs softly and pinches the bridge of her nose, she stands up pushing herself with her free hand and paces slightly. His reasoning didn't make sense to her, why would he want her to say? She thinks as she moves.

Cross only watches the doctor with concern in his eyes, but doesn't say anything or otherwise try to interfere with her thinking.

Pryus-Talbot slowly but cautiously stops her pacing to stand still, she turns to ward Cross one arm folded across her chest and soon to be joined by the other. The faint swell of her pregnancy still apparent under the loose shirt covering her body, her lips pinch slightly before relaxing again. The only explanation that she could find would be there was more that he was saying.

Whether intentional or not, Cross suddenly feels like he's under a microscope. His eyebrows raise with alarm, "Doctor?"

Pryus-Talbot answers quietly, "Yes Captain?" She remains still and unmoving.

"Why... are... you standing there like that?" the Captain asks slowly.

Pryus-Talbot realises she's been stood staring and frowns slightly, she closes her eyes a moment, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-," She sighs softly, "I didn't expect you to want me to stay, I thought you'd want me to go. It would have been a standard reaction Captain."

Cross doesn't know how to reply to that observation, but can appreciate that she shared it. "This is Deep Space 9. We're not standard," he eventually offers are a weakly-humoured reaction.

Pryus-Talbot nods gently before moving closer to the desk, "I realise this, which is why I originally wanted to sat despite Ben's request to leave." She answers quietly as she returns to her seat, "I withdraw my request as of immediate affect but on the condition that I get to know you like my husband did."

Cross nods slowly, "You want to get to know me?" he repeats and then considers. "I will accept that, if you become my counsellor. I've been ordered to undergo some counselling and for professional reasons, I have insisted that it not be with my executive officer."

Pryus-Talbot nods once, "Very well, I will return to active duty if Senka finds me fit to do so."

Cross inclines his head. "Good. Let me know how that conversation goes."

Pryus-Talbot returns to her feet with a nod, "Yes, of course Captain."

Pryus-Talbot leaves.

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