SIM:Lael Rosek - A Bit of A Spat (Gorkon)

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((Upstairs…))

::Lael stiffened when she heard footsteps on the stairs, ready to tell whoever it was to go away. She relaxed when the door opened to reveal Jansen.::

Orrey: Hey there.

L. Rosek: ::smiles wanly:: Hey. ::gaze drops to her hands:: I'm sorry about earlier.

Orrey: :Smirking and coming over to sit beside her.: It's okay.

L. Rosek: ::shakes her head:: No. It's really not. ::pauses:: The nightmares are back.

Orrey: Oh? What do you think is causing it?

L. Rosek: PTSD, depression, anxiety...that’s what the debriefing counselor said, anyway.

Orrey: :snorting.: Oh? Is that so?

::Lael frowned.::

L. Rosek: What?

::Lael sighed as he laid down beside her, wrapping his arms around her.::

Orrey: What do you mean?

L. Rosek: ::pauses:: You’re mad at me for not coming to you.

Orrey: Oh I am disappointed in that very much.

L. Rosek: ::sighs:: It was a conflict of interest.

Orrey: All the rest of the crew came to me.

L. Rosek: But you’re not their boyfriend...you’re mine. It’s different.

Orrey: Which doesn't cause a problem when I do your post mission reviews….

::Lael sighed.::

L. Rosek: o0Of all the hard-headed, stubborn...0o ::murmurs:: I’m sorry. I didn’t have a whole lot of choice in the matter.

Orrey: :Turns on his back keeping one arm under her.: Which isn't true but alright if that is the excuse you are going to use…

::Frustrated, Lael stood, balancing on one forearm crutch to step into her jeans and pulling a sweater over her head.::

Orrey: Where you heading?

L. Rosek: ::bitterly:: Out. Where does it look like?

Orrey: So now you are pissed at me?

L. Rosek: ::sarcastically:: No, really?

Orrey: Can I at least know why before you run away from the problems?

L. Rosek: ::sighs and runs a hand through her hair:: I’ve got enough going on without you dumping on me, too.

Orrey: Dumping on you? I'm trying to explain that I wanted to help you move on. I want to help you. Counselor, or boyfriend.

L. Rosek: ::cups his jaw and kisses his lips tenderly:: ::murmurs:: You know you mean everything to me...but there are just some things you can’t fix. I need someone objective.

Orrey: :Jansen kisses her back and sits up.: You don't really know me at all then. :He reaches over to his day bag and pulls out some of his equipment and a PADD settling back and starting to read.: Enjoy your walk I hope it helps you since you won't let me.

::She wanted so badly to get back in bed with him and let him hold her while she cried...but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. She picked up her other crutch and turned toward the door.::

L. Rosek: I’m going for a drink. I’ll be back later.

Orrey: Please at least be safe.

L. Rosek: ::murmurs:: I will.

::She then hobbled out the door.::

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LtJG Lael Rosek
HCO Officer
USS Gorkon
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Lieutenant Junior Grade Jansen Orrey
Counselor
USS Gorkon
O238506JO0