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Day 05 [14:00] Logical Strategy
[Lt. Cmdr. Hathev | Arboretum | Deck 20 | Vector 03 | U.S.S. Theurgy] Attn: @UltimaImperatrixia 

It might have been an illogical choice to depart Vector 2 for Vector 3 for little more than the simple reason of the ascetic of the Arboretum.  However as she walked, Hathev realized there had been at least one other reason- she preferred the environment to her quarters.  While it was not in her nature, or that of any Vulcan to get 'stir crazy' or experience 'cabin fever', Hathev had spent the better part of a week in her quarters convalescing.  She had hosted patient sessions and staff meetings in her quarters, taken her meals in her quarters and essentially lived in her quarters for going on four days straight.  The only time she had left her quarters was when she was due in Sickbay for follow up appointments and her daily dermal regeneration treatments.  Those were going well, and she suspected that within the next few days, that regimen would be complete.  The repair to her musculature would take a little more time, but even after four days she was already experiencing substantially less discomfort than she had before.

The change of scenery not withstanding, the Arboretum also permitted her an opportunity to walk.  Hathev  knew the value of exercise, even if it was little more than a brisk walk.  She often recommended it to her human patients.  For as resistant as most were to the act of a structured meditation to bring their minds into focus, she found it quite easy to provide other activities for her Human patients that would serve a similar, albeit less effective, purpose.  Hathev found herself considering the possibility that she might find more enjoyment out of her walks and a different kind of meditative focus herself now that her emotions were no longer fully in check.  Which presented it's own level of consideration.

After her night with Cross, there was no longer any question as to the state of her emotional self.  That, however, did not clarify or evaluate the state of her logical abilities in the wake of all that had gone on. 

The Kal'Toh board in her hand would help her to determine that answer.

The Counselor had not had much opportunity to see or speak with Ensign Cir'Cie since she had come aboard.  It had been the ensign with whom Hathev had mind-melded in order to determine the veracity of the Captain's claims about Starfleet and the infested.  At the time she had seen no evidence that Cir'Cie was concealing anything,  and she chose to accept that the crew of the Theurgy believed in what they were saying, even if it might not have been the actual face.  But during the time at Aldea, and the events of the recent days, any lingering doubts Hathev might have had about the objective truth of the matter, had been erased.

But in all that time, she had not properly reconnected with the Ensign, something she now considered an error on her part, one she needed to correct.

So Hathev was pleased...yes pleased when Ensign Cir'Cie had agreed to her invitation to the Arboretum for a game of Kal'Toh.

The last time she had been here, she had sat on the grass while she helped her gorn patient tend to the gardens.  She might have chosen to sit on the lawn once again, but such a setting was not appropriate for Kal'Toh.  Instead she found a small game table with seats on all sides.  She took her seat, and prepared the board for Cir'Cie's arrival.

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[Ensign Cir'Cie | Arboretum | Deck 20 | Vector 03 | U.S.S. Theurgy]

The doors closest to the Hydroponics Bay would open and stepping out into the simulacrum of what was the closest thing the crew of the Theurgy had to a real outdoor environment, Holodecks excluded, Cir'Cie would promptly begin to make her way towards the section where the game tables were located within the large park like area.

Much like Hathev, Cir'Cie's own thoughts had been somewhat all over the place as of late, aside from her usual thoughts and self-doubts about her own dedication to the teachings of Surak, she had been finding the routine of things to be growing somewhat stale. Most of her days were comprised of tending to the same plants and going over the same notes in regards to her crop growth potential research. The one thing that kept her interest and piqued her imagination for untapped potential was the Niga. That same plant that had plagued her all those months ago was now a source of inspiration, and with Zephyr's work in her hands now, a number of vectors for study and possible exploitation had come to light.

It was something many a Vulcan yearned for after all - to seek knowledge in itself was a reward...but to crack open a Pandora's Box and master the chaos within and use it to benefit the many as opposed to just the few...it was something Cir'Cie wanted to fully explore. She knew however not many, if any at all, onboard this ship would hear her viewpoints or understand her goals. Everyone was so enamored with the Federation...why they wanted to strive to save something that had clearly betrayed them and was still susceptible to parasitic take over, despite the precautions they learned from the Bluegill incident in the 2360's, she did not understand.

But that loyalty had cost many their lives and perhaps worse yet - their freedom. Being marooned on the Theurgy wasn't something she was particularly fond off...but moments like the one she was about to experience now - made it seem a bit more worthwhile in the long run.

She would approach the game table, carrying with her a small pot of Vulcan Spice Tea and two Steel made cups.

"Commander. It is most agreeable to see you here... I have not played Kal-Toh since my days in the Vulcn Science Institute... I hope to be a worthwhile opponent." she simply say, her voice carrying an acceptable level of emotional masking. Placing the teapot and cups to one side on one of the spare seats, she would then take her own seat directly opposite of the older woman and look at her intently with her piercing Jade Green eyes.

"I took some time the other day to make the Arbetorum a bit more presentable for our occasion here today. I hope it is pleasing to your eyes."

True to her word, the plants seemed more fertile and supple while the bushes had been trimmed to give them a more orderly look. It was clear that while Cir'Cie was an uncertain mess interms of her ideologies and feelings, she at least still kept and maintained an adherence to physical order.
Ubi Concordia, Ibi Victoria.