113 | [Voice]

[with_discipline]

[T'Pol sounds incredibly tense. She also sounds like she's about to lose her grip on everything because, lol she is. :| EMOTIONS ARE EXTRA HARD ON VULCANS, OKAY, THIS IS LIKE LOSING HER MIND. She's past trying to find solitude, because it isn't working, she's past trying to sit and meditate because it isn't working, so clearly it's time to try thinking outside the box.]

Is anyone having particular success in coping with this flood? I don't-- [Her voice kind of died mid word there so she stops, trying to gather herself, and for a second there's just some audible breathing; T'Pol's trying to use all these calming breathing techniques an they aren't doing jack for her.]

I am not handling it well.

[Private to Trip]

I need your assistance. [Lol this will be a giant mistake.]

[Private to Dean]

[She's making a solid effort to get herself under control before she sends this, but. You know. It's hard.]

Thank you. For distracting Lizzie, during the flood.

Comments

[championoftime]

It's a sensory deprivation room. Of course, anyone or anything in there with you- or the ship itself, you'd be keenly aware of. It exists to help us with psychic and post-regenerative trauma.

[with_discipline]

I would be grateful for the use. [She even sounds grateful, it's a problem. :c But she's also pondering if that would help Trip at all, too.]

[championoftime]

In any case, if you start feeling physical repercussions I implore you to come to the infirmary. [Because that is where he is. And he needs to fuss.]

[with_discipline]

[And she wouldn't feel him fussing, that is a beautiful idea. c:] If my situation devolves, I will be sure to.