Светлана Едгарова Назарова

[Sveta’s smoking a cigarette on deck. Mostly out of habit, rather than necessity. She’s utterly calm and deadpan when she speaks- something that anyone who knows her might see as very, very out of character.]

Petronilla is gone. Her room has returned to barge normal. She gave no warning and I didn’t actually see her in the port, so I’m not certain what happened. Put the blame where you see fit, if that’s what you choose.

[She turns to the camera and there is no light in her eyes. She might as well be dead, as the emotion is totally gone from that look. She’s not upset. She’s not even repressing it. It’s just…not there.]

To the infirmary, I understand there was a crisis last night. I was unable to participate in assisting, but I see that everything went smoothly regardless. Admirable job. I'll resume my duties there tomorrow.

[A pause.]

Oh, yes. Cooper. Don't take anything from that port.

( Spam for O'Brien )

[OOC note: So. Sveta took the Prozium given to her by O’Brien, who got it from Preston. For those who don’t know, it’s a drug that suppresses emotions completely. However, this is just a 24 hour supply, so it’s going to be wearing off very, very shortly. Before it does, though, she’s going to be completely emotionless and uncompassionate towards anyone who speaks to her. IF YOU WANT, you can specify in the post whether it will be before or after the drug wears off (which will also have strange side effects). Also, spam on the deck is ALWAYS welcome!]

[Sveta's not quite ready for much yet, but at least she's able to get out and about more. She starts the post off with a sigh, but she eventually finds her voice.]

For anyone who saw my last post as a child...the monster...is a stuffed alligator. Given to me by Doctor Hix. His name is Boris. [There might have been a giggle there, but it's gone very quickly.]

Clearly not a monster but...not part of my imagination, either. Thanks to those who showed some concern, though. It was appreciated. Also...I do apologize to people who I might have offended with my somewhat black and white view of the world. "It was a different time" is an excuse we hear over and over again, but it's still the truth.

[Private to Howie]

[Mighty hesitation of awkwardness.] Thank you. For...staying with me for a while. [Pause, then a soft laugh.] And, just as a warning to you, I wrote a note to myself about you. For if a flood like this ever happens again.

[Infirmary Filter]

I'm so sorry that I've been away for so many days. There were some thin- nevermind. But I'll be back to work this afternoon!

[Private to Ardent]

Can we try again? Tonight, perhaps?

[Filtered to Rhade and Cooper]

Thank you for what you tried to do.

[Private to O'Brien]

I have your book. I don't think I need it.

[Private to Talbot]

Let's go for a walk. I promise I won't take you anywhere terrible.