trans_9 | Exhaustion!

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Exhaustion!

After fighting in a massive planetary battle -- well, less 'fighting' and more 'healing people, occasionally from literal death' -- the Akashic was, in a word, exhausted.

Not necessarily physically; regardless of how grueling shifts in Medbay might be at the moment, he made a point to stick to his schedule, sleep plenty, eat (ugh) enough gruel, and keep his body in shape. Not necessarily mentally either; good health and self-care, along with meditation and discipline, helped in that matter as well.

There was just a certain level of core, deep, ground-in exhaustion that couldn't be banished that easily, though. So that left only one thing to do for the best relaxation:

Snowboard in the sensorium.

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It had been an exhausting battle, catching Satellizer not only off-guard, but unprepared for the length of it as well. She wasn't built for long term combat, she was a heavy assault front liner, meant to destroy the initiative and give way for the rest of the group... This time it had been limited to those on the ship which wasn't much.

Rest was what had brought her to the sensoriums in the first place, but finding herself in an occupied one, she took a moment to take the sights in.

The sight, in this case, was Morgan -- dressed in a T-shirt and dark khakis, courtesy of the sensorium -- freestyling down a wicked mountain on his custom board like someone born to the sport. As he whipped by, he threw a wave in her direction.

He'll be back in a moment.

She gave a light wave back as he passed by, looking at the mountain with a curious expression.

Most of her memories of snow where... unpleasant... But this seemed like it carried a nice feel to it. Something refreshing almost.

And then he just sort of popped back not far from her. Screw ski lifts; when your imagination is the limit in an environment, things should be done bigger and better. So he'd just put a teleporter at the bottom of the hill.

"Hey there! You're looking in decent shape."

She eyed him curiously before giving him a simple nod. "I wasn't in the ground battle, not to say things up here where easy either way however."

Pausing for a moment, Satella gave the place another studying look before turning to him again, "You seem to be well as well."

"Yeah, just taking a break from my usual training routine. After a run like that, you've got to get some enjoyment in your system!" He grinned, patting his board.

"I've heard of snowboarding before, just never saw it personally. It looks interesting." She paused for a moment as she looked at him, he seemed to have taken little to no damage from the battle. Either that, or like her, he healed fast. Either way, a small part of her was glad that he wasn't hurt.

"I've been doing it for years. It comes from growing up on a mountain with a bunch of other physical exercise maniacs," he said, grinning. "It's about as fun as it gets, if you don't mind cold and the occasional fall."

"I see. It did seem entertaining, not something I'd do however. Though I'm not against a bit of relaxation after an exhausting battle." She was thinking of heading to the bathhouse herself once she was sure there wouldn't be too many in the area.

"You're missing out." He winked, though that was as far as he'd take the issue. Everyone had different standards of fun, after all. "Relaxation, definitely. I don't know if it was more frustrating to deal with all the healing, or just to not be fighting myself, directly."

"Everyone has their strengths. I'm sure those who you helped would tell you how much they appreciated your healing." Her? She was more of a fighter, always had been ever since she vowed to never lose to anyone.

"Oh, I know, but I just have all this martial arts training and I feel like it's a shame not to use it," he said. "I went where I was needed and could do the most good, but it wasn't my personal preference, you know?"

"We don't always get what we prefer in life. Sometimes we just have to deal with it."

"Or find a way to change it," he responded.

How often did that refrain come up? 'Life sucks, deal with it' or some variant. And yet so often, people used it as an excuse to accept, to settle into passivity and apathy, rather than step up and make a change...

"Not everyone has that luxury. What would have happened should you have decided to fight instead of heal? There very well could have been someone who picked up your healing and kept everyone safe, but there could have also been more deaths than previously."

She was one to do as she pleased, regardless of orders at times, but she understood that you sometimes didn't have a choice in the things set before you...

"I said changing it, not denying reality," he said. "If I wanted to change things, I'd train in some discipline or weapon that would allow me to take the fight to the Ohm, right?"

"Well considering there's not much known about the Ohm in the first place, I'd gather you'd have to do the research first to find out the most effective way to eliminate them and then concentrate on such." She wouldn't mind being part of said research, anything to get her stronger than her enemy.

"Well, we do have an Armory full of weapons. One of them HAS to be useful against them," he said, just tossing out an example.

"Not necessarily. Without the proper research, we won't know what's the most effective way of disposing of them." Having experienced quite a failure in her world when the armies of every nation unleashed all their weapons against the Novas only to fail...

"The way I hear it, there's so many different types, some of them have to be weak to pretty much anything we could do." Besides, they wouldn't load the ship up with assault weaponry that was ineffective in its entirely.

"True, but I heard that this last battle also carried with it advanced forms never seen before. That means they're adapting, and unless we do the same, we're going to lose." It was cold hard facts, ingrained into her during her own world's war against the Novas.

"Of course. That's warfare. They learn, we learn. They adapt, we adapt. We came out it better than they did, that's for sure." A loss of one, versus all they were facing? As tragic as it was, no one could argue that they'd been very lucky.

"Oh no, I agree wholeheartedly with that statement. We had an overwhelming victory compared to them, even if we add the losses the GIA had. I'm just concerned about the direction the crew will take from now on."

"Any reason why?" He hadn't seen a colossal reason to be worried, yet, but quite admittedly he'd been in Medbay, or trying to relax, not out and about getting opinions and information.

"People have a tendency to overlook things like that, specially after a victory. They get comfortable in the fact that they won and don't bother questioning things or moving forward."

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