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In The Holodeck

Posted on Mon Jan 4th, 2016 @ 1:31am by Lieutenant Lixor Nabohn
Edited on on Mon Jan 4th, 2016 @ 6:53am

Mission: Mother Base

ON:

M'Gann bit her lip as she concentrated, using the skills she had recently adapted to try and 'feel' where everything was. Right in front of her was a table, and she had her two hands resting flat on it. Spread out on the table were twelve chemicals one would normally find in a high school chemistry classroom. She had decided that the holodeck would be an ideal place to try what she was doing, since there were safety protocols that would keep her and Lixor alive. Not that she was dealing with chemicals that could kill them, but hey, it could happen. First time for everything.

"Please slap me senseless if I ever say that I can do something blindfolded," she muttered aloud, cautiously reaching out with her hand. She felt her fingertips tap against a bottle and grabbed it. Bringing it back to her, she gave it a mild swirl, hearing the faint scratch of small grains against the glass. "Solid," she tentatively stated, thinking for a moment before nodding. "It feels like it's sticking together in the bottle..." Her brow furrowed as she concentrated.

"It is a solid," Lixor said trying to encourage the woman, "have you thought how you might label these beakers, perhaps Braille if you can learn it?"

He bent down slightly and began again, "go on what else can you tell me about it?"

"I'm going to guess that it's a diamagnetic element..." The blonde lightly sighed. "I can try Braille, but I don't know how soon I can learn it. Even if I did, I have the feeling that it'll take more than that to prove I'm able to do more than just sit and supervise." Pausing, she added, "I'm going to say... Zinc?"

"Close," Lixor said trying to sound encouraging, "it is a diamenetic element bit it's beryllium, not zinc." He pondered a moment before continuing, "do you think in might be possible for you to have something long like a Pipette that you could use to help identify a material, sort of like a microtricorder able to identify verbally what a substance is for you?"

"How is that close??" She asked. The blonde then shook her head, "I want to try and recognize them on my own, without relying on things to help me."

The blue man understood and gazed sympathetically at M'Gann. He pondered what exactly could be done without the aid of technology to resolve her issues. Imagining how frustrated he would be in the same situation.

"I understand your frustration M'Gann so without your sense of sight how else can you identify a solid substance?"

The comment was to make her think though he knew touch could be dangerous, taste even worse and smell offered little hope either.

M'Gann bit her lip, thinking over his question. It was true; the only way she could successfully identify things was with a tricorder or another person, as long as it gave a verbal response. Using her other senses, especially taste, could prove dangerous. She put down the bottle and found another, swirling it around for a moment. Her frustration grew, and she put the bottle down with a little more force than necessary. "I don't know," she exasperated, throwing her hands up. She didn't know what was in the bottle, nor did she know how she could identify substances without assistance.

"It's ok, it's ok," Lixor tried to reassure. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a light tap, "I know this is difficult but what would you do if you were trying to identify a substance you couldn't see because it was too small or hidden, say inside of something that was not transparent?"

"You made your point, I'll use a bloody tricorder," M'Gann grumbled. Turning around so she was (hopefully) facing his general direction, she crossed her arms and started to grind her teeth. "Being put in this administrative position is not what I hoped my career would come to. I hate just sitting behind a desk and giving the ok to do things. Do you know how damn frustrating it is to not be able to do something you're good at, and instead just sit on the sidelines and hear about it later like it's yesterday's news??"

She could tell that everything was getting to her. Part of her wanted to scream her frustrations, or break something for the satisfaction of it, or something. The other side wanted to just keep it bottled up and act like everything was fine. But it wasn’t fine. There was a line between being strong and being stubborn, and the blonde felt she might have crossed it. If she couldn't do her job then what the hell was she good for? "I've had moments where I question my worth," she quietly added. "You have been an exceptional help picking up slack in the department, but sometimes I can't help but wonder if I should have taken the offer for leave, to heal. I can't do anything, hell I'm lucky if I can find my shoes before I trip over them, but I feel so useless right now, like I want to help but can't."

Wade put an arm around the woman, "your value has actually increased since the incident M'Gann." He gave her a gentle squeeze before releasing her. "I don't know if you realize it but the team highly admires your strength and courage." he smiled at the woman, "we need you chief even if you can't see and remember this is not forever, you will get your sight back."

She let his words sink in. He didn't know, but it filled the blonde with a good feeling to know that she mattered. Sometimes she would lie awake in bed contemplating whether she should reconsider the offer for leave, but if she did then they might send her home. The last thing she wanted to deal with was family, because once they found out that she got hurt on duty they likely wouldn't let her return. She could understand trying to keep her safe, but she can handle herself. "Yeah..." She needed to stay positive. He was right, after all; this wasn't permanent. "Thanks for that," she added.

"Whenever you need some encouragement, any time please let me know. You're an amazing woman and I, well I need you."

"It's nice to hear the encouragement," she replied, giving him a small smile. "To be completely honest, I've needed you too." Giving a sigh, she added, "should we continue this program then?"

Lixor thought for a moment. If giving up on the program meant giving up on her career he certainly didn't want that. If it meant trying something different that was more productive he was all for it.

"Tell you what M'Gann, let's try something that may prove more profitable, then if we figure out a way to make things work in the chemistry lab we can come back to it." I've got a few ideas we can try. It may not be in a lab like this but it would still be science and not require your vision quite so much."

There was a pause before the blonde gave a curt nod. She trusted the man, and even though they hadn't worked long she felt like she could trust him. "Alright," she sighed, "after you, I guess."

[OFF]

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Lieutenant JG Lixor Nabohn
Assistant Chief Science Officer
USS Gladiator

Lieutenant M'Gann Sverch'Tel
Chief Science Officer
USS Gladiator

 

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