#029 - USS ANUBIS: Maya: Day 3 - 1800 ("This Is What Happens When the Mind And Body Become Separate")

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" This Is What Happens When the Mind And Body Become Separate "
(Previous Post: "Deeper In")
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Stardate: 60315.1800
Setting: USS ANUBIS, Sickbay

The body of the Shillian scientist rested peacefully on the biobed as all of her vital signs were being closely monitored by the automated systems that hung over her head. To make sure that nothing went wrong several nurses and other members of the medical staff occasionally passed next to the Chief Science Officer to insure that everything had been as it should.

Physically the Chief Science Officer appeared to be at perfect rest, all of her metabolic readings showing reduced activates, all but one which displayed a level of activity that registered over twice that of what should have been normal for the Shillian woman: the amount of brain activity. This had been first noticed by the Assistant Chief Medical Officer who had in time accounted for this increase in activity to the efforts of the scientist to bring her own body under control and stop it from undoing all of the work that had been done to turn the Shillian into a Cardassian.

That explanation had been true for several hours after the Assistant Chief Medical Officer had informed the Chief Science Officer of the extent of the complications that had surfaced following the surgery and which had triggered the Shillian to subdue her metamorphic abilities by taking them into a more direct mental control. As time passed though, the scientist had found that this control grew increasingly easy allowing her mind to drift onto different things which of course included all of the research she had been involved in prior to this little unforeseen complication.

One of the researches that the Shillian scientist had been occupied with had been to keep track of the rogue asteroid that had been identified on MAFTEACH and later discovered using the extensive resources available onboard the USS ANUBIS. The hieroglyphic that had been discovered on that planet and the legend of that wondering astral body that it spoke of had caught the full curiosity of the Chief Science Officer, so much so that even in her sleep the Shillian though of it. Maybe this had been because many of the details of the legends and stories told by the pictograms had closely mimicked the final days of her own planet, but the scientist wanted to believe that her interest had been purely based on researching something that no one else even knew about.

Another item that occupied the thoughts of the Shillian woman, one that had less to do with science and more to do with psychology, had been the way the Chief Science Officer had found herself looking at and thinking about the Enaran Marine assigned to the USS ANUBIS. Despite her continued efforts to explain the whirlwind of emotions she felt when Second Lieutenant Pravat was near, the scientist could not figure out why she experienced such polar opposites when the two of them were in the same room. How could two physical bodies exert such a powerful force of attraction towards one another while at the same time applying an equal power of repulsion? From a scientific point of view this problem seemed to be a sort of "mobius strip", something that did not make sense within the boundaries of the normal physical world, which led the scientist to believe that maybe she would have to seek the advice of a higher authority on this sort of thing, namely that of Ensign Susan Mei the Counsellor of the USS ANUBIS.

Those thoughts were slowly pushed aside when quiet, whispered voices reached the Shillian woman as if coming from a distant shore carried over to her by a soft ocean breeze. The Chief Science Officer could not understand what was being said, but she could feel herself strangely reacting to the sounds she had been hearing, or more precisely to the sound of one of those voices that had reached her. As a scientist the Shillian could not understand this reaction, especially when taking into account that she could not identify the origin of the voice, yet the feeling persisted and grew more intense with time. When the voices stopped, the Chief Science Officer experienced an even stranger feeling, as if someone had denied her something vital to her continued existence.

Slowly the Shillian woman brought herself to a more conscious state of mind in which she would be able to physically interact with the world that she had detached herself through what some would have classified as a deep meditation. As the head of the Science Department of the USS ANUBIS opened her eyes expecting to find the room as empty as she had left it, the Shillian woman was surprised to see someone leaning over her, studying the features of her face as if looking at a never before seen creature.

Before asking for the reason for this strange behaviour, the Shillian woman remembered why she had been here in the first place and that the blurry figure that had been looking at her had likely been investigating her transformation into a Cardassian. As the vision of the scientist cleared up, the Chief Science Officer suddenly realised that the voice she had heard had not belong to a member of the medical staff and why it had sounded so strangely familiar.

"Pravat," the Shillian said, noticing as she did so that the muscles of her jaw had become extremely stiff and somewhat sore from not having been used for so long. "Bet I look like something out of a nightmare."

The Enaran, surprised by the unexpected awakening of the Shillian woman, fought back his initial instincts that had told him to run allowing him to claim that he had never been there and that what the scientist had seen had only been a figment of her imagination. Instead, the Marine stood his ground and actually smiled at the Cardassian woman looking back at him, seeing past her ridged features to see the Shillian hiding beneath.

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Jessica Solarik { maya_992003@yahoo.com }
Lieutenant Maya
Chief Science Officer
USS ANUBIS

"To see the world in a grain of sand,
and a heaven in a wild flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
and eternity in an hour."
- William Blake (British, 1757-1827)

2005 post #141


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