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Ezri sipped a mug of hot chocolate, spiced enough to satisfy Jadzia and Curzon without completely killing her own taste buds. Balance. She was working on it--and considering she had stopped counseling until she felt she was more in balance, that was probably a good thing. How could she help people when she couldn't help herself? She was more screwed up than most of them. Those weren't exactly wonderful qualifications in a counselor.

In order to figure out who she was, Ezri needed to re-evaulate her life, and make sure the choices she had made are still choices she would make now, as Ezri Dax. Easier said than done.

"What am I doing? Talking to myself obviously, great sign of sanity."

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[rejoined]

"You look like Emony when she was contemplating a particularly difficult gymnastics move," Jadzia comments easily, sliding into place with her raktajino in hand. She eyes Ezri critically. They haven't really done much talking since their first meeting, but Jadzia has made it a personal goal to keep an eye on her future self.

"So what's on your mind? Feel like standing on your head?"

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"Well, I do have a fair amount of Emony in me. " Ezri replied, giving the other Dax a smirk. "And Tobin. I still have trouble eating steak. Did you have trouble eating steak? Of course you didn't, you had training." She answered her own question.

Ezri turned serious, and took a sip of her hot chocolate before answering. "I don't think I can be a counselor anymore. I feel like my life is wrong."

[rejoined]

Emony and Tobin. What a combination that must be. It could be worse, Jadzia muses. It could be Torias and Curzon. Oops?

"Wrong in what way?" she asks gently. She's already made up her mind that she's going to try to help her future self deal with being Joined. It's the least she can do. The trouble is that she doesn't know Ezri or the Dax of the future. Time to fix that.