From: Gershon
Date: Wed, 26 Mar 1997 21:08:18 -0500
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE: Yet Still Again More Scenes from a Counselor
Gymnasium
MD: 4.0800
"GRRRRR!!!!!!"
There it went! Stavay Tats-Marush reclined on a bench, dressed in a white
tank-top and white shorts, lifting a small mobile weight above her chest.
It was a good pull...25 kilos!
Unfortunately, she was having a problem controlling the weight. A small
1 kilo weight orbiting the bar began to circle erratically, giving her
the signal that she needed to correct her form. That was impossible, and
Stavay rapidly returned the bar back to the bench.
Ugh. Stavay sat up, panting. Already she was covered in sweat. Who would
have thought that 25 kilos would be so difficult to raise? She took a
peek at her triceps, which hung off her upper arm bones like dead, one-kilo
orbiting mobile weights.
That was why. Not to say that Stavay wasn't good looking. Indeed, she was
quite striking, better looking than she was when she was male. However,
when the virus "struck" him, it reconfigured all the muscle tone out of
his body. The virus obviously thought that "female" meant "soft and curvy",
and weight which the old Stavay could have lifted with no problem became
back-breaking effort for the Counselor.
There was no question about it. It was time to "get fit"! After seeing
LT Murray and ENS Keyrin with their well-toned bodies, Stavay felt the
odd man-woman-person out. She figured it would take a year, given her work
as a counselor and extra work as a nurse. Who knows, maybe she would be
able to get to a bench press of 55 kilos...the *recommended* fitness level
for someone of her size and weight.
Next on the list was jogging. Unfortunately, ENS Keyrin entered the gym
for a quick workout. Giving the Counselor a quick glance and then looking
away, Keyrin walked over to the locomotive press. The Counselor watched with
amazement as Keyrin set the device for 75 kilos, and began walking over
the ob track.
All of the will to continue working out faded away. First, Keyrin's slow
but steady plod over the track let Stavay know that Keyrin had certainly
achieved all of *her* fitness goals. Second, Keyrin in her leotard and
puff jacket looked so...attractive. Very attractive, indeed.
*Reject that thought--it's another cold shower for you*, thought Stavay,
quietly putting on her warm-up suit and exiting the gym.
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Counselor's Office
MD: 4.1045
"I have enough PADD work to do in my office, Counselor," replied LCDR th'Tellan,
"and yet, the Ship's Counselor seems to be giving me more."
"Sorry. Can't be helped. Merely a written test of your psychological
responses."
"Well," th'Tellan replied, "it's done." He handed the PADD back to Stavay.
"Do you need me for anything else?"
"No. Once again, thanks."
"My pleasure," replied th'Tellan. "A-E-9-9-8-slash-1-6! Seems I'm talking in
numbers now. A-E-9-9-8-slash-1-6...maybe if I howl at the moon, I can get
it out of my system. Be seeing you."
Stavay returned to her work. The Lieutenant Commander seemed like a pleasant
enough person. Very proud of his background. More than a little standoffish,
but if you took a pleasant tone, he could be quite civil.
No personnel complaints. Stavay had really expected the LCDR to be quite
fierce. Earlier files indicated the possible beginnings of paranoid
psychosis. There were, however, no indications of paranoia in their
conversation. Far from it. Indeed, he made a neat little joke at the
end of answering over 1000 questions from the standard Th-Dent 386
psychology exam, each to be answered with numbers or letters as the case may be.
Whether he was an experienced liar...would be revealed at the end of the
exam. "Computer, analyze the results of the exam."
"Results."
"Standard score on test. SE Indicator=100.00. Lie Indicator=0.00.>
SE Indicator=100.00?? One hundred?? That put him in the league with Surak
of Vulcan, or certain peaceful entities of Hylon VII believed to be
omnipotent. Lie indicator=0.00?
The computer went on, but Stavay didn't listen. Lie indicator = 0.00 meant
that he answered all the questions on the L scale truthfully. The L
scale was the "lie" chart, adjusted for background. Questions such as
"Have you ever thought about murdering someone?", belonged to the L scale,
because the answer in 99 percent of the sentient population would be
"true". It was an emotionally unsettling question, but had to be answered
"true". Any other answer indicated dishonesty, and if the L scale was high
enough, the entire test could be discarded because the test-taker for one reason
or another was obviously trying to defeat the test.
Th'Tellan had answered every single "lie" question truthfully. Virtually
*everyone* lied at some point in the L scale...it was considered psychologically
healthy to have some L discrepancy. To top that, the flag questions for
psychological disorders all came out negative. Bluntly, th'Tellan was
psychologically perfect.
What happened? Stavay grabbed her own Th-Dent 386 Testing Key PADD and
began researching the written scales. She compared her copy of the
test to th'Tellans. Same test. She ran the analysis again. Same analysis.
However, she noticed a small line on her PADD that was missing from th'Tellan's.
"Copyrighted Mem Alpha: Th-Dent 386 Testing Key AE 998/16. All rights
reserved."
A-E-9-9-8-slash-1-6. Dammit. The look on Stavay's face could have been
sold for a bar of latinum on the Ferengi Comedy Channel.
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Respectfully submitted,
James Bowman
LTJG Stavay Tats-Marush, COUNS, USS CHESAPEAKE
jrbowman@london2.skn.net AND JBowman489@aol.com
All: Back again.
Amy: ...(listening to crickets chirp--where are you, gurl?)...
Melvin: Knowing what I know about LCDR th'Tellan (not that I know much),
this post only seemed fitting....
Lynnaea: Don't worry about Stavay stalking the Ensign...after almost a
year of the gender switch, Stavay has learned to live with self-denial. :)
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