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Arrival

The last week was very literal hell for everyone in Zelien. Between the Eldritch horror, the rain of COMPASS monsters, and the cultists, survival was difficult for seven days. Well, survival in Zelien was always difficult, but it seemed much more so now. The days passed by so quickly and yet so slowly, to the point where each hour bled into the next, each day bled forward and Beverly fully lost all track of time. Nothing was safe and after living even a short time like that, even the most stalwart of people couldn't take it forever. So when the frantic man with white hair came through the mess advertising a serum that would take them through to COMPASS' realm where they could, theoretically, defeat the organization and get everyone to safety, if not home... to say she had jumped at the chance would be an understatement. At least, after she had ascertained that the serum wouldn't do any damage to anyone. While she couldn't be absolutely certain, she was sure enough and it would be better than their current options. With the serum in her system, she had followed the frantic man.

One side of the portal was Zelien. On the other, she found herself being tossed a good few feet and then dropped, landing on her back with a whoosh of air. With the breath knocked out of her, she takes a few seconds to recover and in that time, security is called to Ten Forward. Her phaser rifle sure does stand out. The altercation when she tries to stand is short, her surprise and a touch of fear being the largest reasons she resists so hard at first. Eventually, she relinquishes the weapon, snapping, "Okay, okay! Take it!" They like that better, leaving her to get reacquainted with the middle of Ten Forward and the stares of whoever happened to witness the scene.

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Once she's gotten the idea of what's going on, has dealt with something else, and has managed to accept the idea that this might not be a hallucination from the serum or COMPASS using one of her most important memories against her, she heads for the replicator and a cup of Earl Grey tea. She hasn't honestly had anything that wasn't canned pears, coffee, or creamed corn in so long. This might be overdoing it, but at this point, she's given up caring. After a moment's thought, she replicates a croissant to go with it. Both she'll take up to a table in the corner where she can, hopefully, sit in peace and get her head on straight. Looks like she can finally have a cup of coffee and a croissant tomorrow. For the first time in weeks.

For anyone who might want to approach, she doesn't look entirely unapproachable. She is tense, though, extremely so and she's noticeably facing towards the room at large with her back to the wall, watching people with the gaze of someone who has learned not to let her guard down too much. It'll pass and in time she'll be back to herself. Right now, she's just on the edge of a breakdown. Good thing she has that medical training to separate her emotions from a situation, right?

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After getting more food and drink in her than she usually gets in a day in Zelien, she finally takes a deep breath and decides to go ahead with something that needs doing. This... will be difficult, but she needs to do it. For both of their sakes.

"Crusher to Picard." Pause. "Do you have a minute, Jean-Luc?"

She uses his first name in her request to show that she's coming to him not as his Chief Medical Officer, but as his friend, as a friend who needs him. Because she does. If there's anything in this universe that she needs right now, it's as many friendly faces and people as she can gather, people she can be sure of. That and she does have a lot to tell him.

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Dancing is something they have in common, but that is a secret Beverly is keeping to herself at the moment. It isn't something she tells even her close friends, let alone someone she's just met. So she keeps that to herself.

"Well, you could try cooking lessons on the holodeck," she suggests. That would be the safest choice at any rate. But something else occurs to her. "Have you tried meditation?"

"Only when training." It was necessary to meditate when first learning how to use magic. Particularly her skills as a summoner. It wasn't something she did often on the spaceship because she could feel how empty the space was around her. She can sense every life form and even though the ship is full it's still empty compared to a planet.

"You think I should meditate? I have thought about cooking though I didn't know the holodeck could do that." She missed cooking a lot. She wouldn't do lessons but she might find people to cook for.

"I was thinking of it myself," she admits with a slight shrug. "The way I do it is through movement. It's called Mok'bara and it helps me stay focused." Right now she could really use that focus. "If you do cook with the holodeck, it's all holographic, so you won't be able to take it out of the holodeck. It's a good place to try simulations, though, before you work with the actual thing."

Yuna didn't really like the idea of cooking holographic food. She wanted to cook for real though she supposed it was worth trying at least once.

She let her gaze settle around the room with a calm smile. "Mok'bara. I don't think I know it." She looked back at the woman. "Would you teach me?"

"Once I'm settled in, I'd be happy to," Beverly answers with a nod. She wouldn't have offered otherwise. "It's very calming. Perhaps tomorrow or the day after?"

Yuna smile. "Any time is fine." She really didn't have a full schedule and everything she had could be moved around.

"Should I leave you until then?"

"You don't have to," Beverly says, "but I don't think I'm much of a conversationalist right now." And really, she should probably head somewhere else, further into Ten Forward or the holodeck. She should head for sickbay, but that isn't an option for a variety of reasons.

"Still... I should do a couple of things while I'm here. I'll contact you later to set up a time."

Yuna smiled. "Maybe next time I'll get your name." She was sure she could look it up because the computer has records of everyone but Yuna wasn't the type to do that. She'd wait until the woman wanted her to know.

Not to say she wasn't very curious. She waved as she stepped forward away from the wall.

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