(By the way: Akio is not wearing a red shirt, is she?)[/QUOTE]
Time will tell...
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Rodrick was silent on the other end of the communications for a moment. Rand had just finished describing Akio;s behaviors and the strain she seemed to be under. “Thanks for letting me know. This is a bit like a terror thriller. There is something invisible here that has the ability to kill us. Not knowing what it is or when it will strike can erode a person’s sanity.”
“This is Commander Tomika, sorry to eavesdrop, but your father motioned me over. I’ve seen this before during my time in the military. There is that unsettling thought as your lining up someone in your crosshairs that someone else might be lining you up in theirs. That kind of continual uncertainty of death can lead to post traumatic stress disorder, or cause someone to breakdown in the thick of a fight. Sounds like Akio may be suffering from the same thing.”
Rodrick spoke next, “What do you recommend we do?”
“Well, given we are in the thick of things now, we can’t exactly get her counseling or medical attention. Helping her focus on something else is good. Not allowing time to think about the current risks can help.”
Rodrick, who was with Tomika noticed that she seemed to be holding back on something. “You have another idea?”
Commander Tomika exhaled. “Well we need Akio’s ship to do some flying, both recover materials, and to hook up the fuel line. Flying poses a risk since her ship could explode. That might be too much for her. We may want to consider relieving her of command and letting Rand to the flying.”
Everyone was silent while Tomika’s idea sank in. Relieving a commander of their ship is no soft order. How would she react to that? Plus relieving her of duty would not remove her from the ship. She would still be in danger once they started flying operations and she would likely feel less control over her fate that when she was at the controls.
“Rand,” Rodrick said, “your there with her, what do you think we should do?”
Rand was silent as he thought things through. “Akio is a trusted pilot. Whether she can handle the stress of the situation, I’m not sure, but I think we owe it to her to talk to her about our concern, and our concern for her before we do anything. I’ll go talk to her now.”
“I think your right son. Akio deserves honesty from us.”
“Rand,” Tomika chimed in, “be honest with her but be frank. We want her to be okay, but was have a lot of people in harm’s way and we need to move quickly. No foul, no penalty, if she wants to bow out, but if she’s in she needs to be all the way in. Lives depend on it.”
“I understand your point. I’m worried about stressing her more by putting that burden on her.”
“That is thoughtful, but sometimes the understanding that others are relying on you for their lives can be the inspiration that gets you past your fears. I know a lot of people that used their family and friends and the reason to do what they did, and to come home safe.” Tomkia hesitated. “It’s what is keeping me going right now.”
Again everyone was quiet for a moment.
“Thanks Tomika, I’ll keep that in mind when I talk to her.”
“Tell I have faith in her. She’s a good pilot and a good commander.” There was another pause. “Jake says that the configuration for your scanners is almost ready. I’ll check on the code for your AMF while you talk to Akio. You better get going, time is a luxury we don’t have.”
“Understood, Rand signing off.”
Rand hit the comm switch and sat back in his chair. I’m not a psychologist, he thought. How do I help her? All he could do was be honest, and be a friend. He stood, took and deep breath and turned to leave. He froze in place. Akio was standing just outside the bulkhead door to the bridge.