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Cassandra jotted the four ingredients down on a piece of note paper and handed it to Jerry. "Separately they are harmless..seemingly. So long as they are never in the same place at the same time there is no issue. the two with checks next to them have no reason I can think of to be here at all." She had no doubt that they'd scanned the entire planet, but she was paranoid about such components and did not want to see anyone else suffer as the director had. "Thank you for reassuring me on this matter. I am not questioning the thoroughness of your search at all. Just the tactics of my former supply officer."
Harrison nodded, "Thank you. And with things the way they are now, the tedious tasks are going to stretch us, but Point and I will manage it all somehow won't we?"
Point smirked, "You will...I will handle things in the bays. I'm not going in there."
Harrison nodded, "Agreed."
When Jerry laughed at her suggestion Point blushed even more. She was about to apologize for mentioning it when he began talking and his words made her feel a bit less self conscious about her suggestion. "I hope he won't be upset. I really think it might help everyone." She was asking for her own mental health, but she couldn't believe she was the only one feeling cooped up and tense and in need of a little music and dancing. Most of the fleets larger ships, the Andromeda included had lounges and holodecks.
They all turned when the doors signaled that someone was entering. It was reflex to be alert and ready for a patient, but seeing Natalya in full officer stance and attitude, none of them eased off that mental state. Cassandra did not look away from the intense glare she was receiving, but maintained the steady eye contact for the entire thirty seconds.
Harrison wasn't sure he could have held the woman's gaze that long. He moved the few steps from the main desk to the small lobby area with Point almost running to hide behind him.
Cassandra stood a little slower and moved the device Harrison had made her to her waist and then began taking slow steps to the lobby as well. She remained standing the entire time, thinking it would be good work her legs since she'd been sitting a while. Her hands were shaking a bit by the time they finished though. Natalya's words had her brows raising, "I have never expected special treatment. Please do as you would for anyone." She wasn't sure if her words were heard of not, but she thought they likely were. She felt a now familiar stab to her heart at the loss of the one woman she felt kinship with as a friend. Perhaps it was a show but it didn't feel like one. She hadn't realized that she'd wanted or needed a female friend until she had met Natalya. now that they had become friends she found herself missing the pert comments and casual strength that relationship had provided. Especially since she was feeling vulnerable and weak and was now so very aware of her personal mortality and fragility.
Harrison was at her side the second the doors shut, "Rest now. You have been up too much. You need to lie down."
Cassandra shook her head but he was ushering her to bay two. "Harrison, I have things to do..."
Harrison shook his head right back at her, "You most certainly do Doctor. You have to rest your legs for three hours so you can then have another session of physical therapy." He was giving her that look that she knew quite well. "I will sedate you if I must."
Cassandra glared at him, "Not necessary...I will comply you tyrant."
Harrison leaned down and looked her right in the eye, "I learned from the master."
Harrison nodded, "Thank you. And with things the way they are now, the tedious tasks are going to stretch us, but Point and I will manage it all somehow won't we?"
Point smirked, "You will...I will handle things in the bays. I'm not going in there."
Harrison nodded, "Agreed."
When Jerry laughed at her suggestion Point blushed even more. She was about to apologize for mentioning it when he began talking and his words made her feel a bit less self conscious about her suggestion. "I hope he won't be upset. I really think it might help everyone." She was asking for her own mental health, but she couldn't believe she was the only one feeling cooped up and tense and in need of a little music and dancing. Most of the fleets larger ships, the Andromeda included had lounges and holodecks.
They all turned when the doors signaled that someone was entering. It was reflex to be alert and ready for a patient, but seeing Natalya in full officer stance and attitude, none of them eased off that mental state. Cassandra did not look away from the intense glare she was receiving, but maintained the steady eye contact for the entire thirty seconds.
Harrison wasn't sure he could have held the woman's gaze that long. He moved the few steps from the main desk to the small lobby area with Point almost running to hide behind him.
Cassandra stood a little slower and moved the device Harrison had made her to her waist and then began taking slow steps to the lobby as well. She remained standing the entire time, thinking it would be good work her legs since she'd been sitting a while. Her hands were shaking a bit by the time they finished though. Natalya's words had her brows raising, "I have never expected special treatment. Please do as you would for anyone." She wasn't sure if her words were heard of not, but she thought they likely were. She felt a now familiar stab to her heart at the loss of the one woman she felt kinship with as a friend. Perhaps it was a show but it didn't feel like one. She hadn't realized that she'd wanted or needed a female friend until she had met Natalya. now that they had become friends she found herself missing the pert comments and casual strength that relationship had provided. Especially since she was feeling vulnerable and weak and was now so very aware of her personal mortality and fragility.
Harrison was at her side the second the doors shut, "Rest now. You have been up too much. You need to lie down."
Cassandra shook her head but he was ushering her to bay two. "Harrison, I have things to do..."
Harrison shook his head right back at her, "You most certainly do Doctor. You have to rest your legs for three hours so you can then have another session of physical therapy." He was giving her that look that she knew quite well. "I will sedate you if I must."
Cassandra glared at him, "Not necessary...I will comply you tyrant."
Harrison leaned down and looked her right in the eye, "I learned from the master."