003; video

[beathach]

Who: Charles and Hank + You Losers
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Blameless
When: Right Now

[two old nerds appear on screen, unboxing a large colouring create with "Congratulations On Your One Year Anniversary!" written on the side in big, bold letters. Inside appears to be plushies of DNA, antibodies, and other related paraphernalia.

Of course, while doing this they're sharing the popular "rumors" about them out loud, for their own amusement. Or bemusement, either or]

Let’s see . . . 'Aliens stole Charles' hair.' I can’t say that’s wrong.

In a manner of speaking, sure.

What else . . . 'Hank is a beast in bed'. Hank, you sly devil.

—No comment.

Hmm. 'Hank and Charles are the perfect couple'. I think our students got a hold of this one.

Huh. I just read one lamenting our divorce.

Hold on, what’s this?

[ Charles pulls out a business card ]

Well now . . . I guess I’ll be keeping this.

[Hank's response is to burst into laughter. What a helper]

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[axiomed]

Ah, my kind of telepathy is quite rare.

[ And he shakes his head. ]

I appreciate that, but it's something I should get used to. I wouldn't want anyone to move away for my sake.

[musicalhost]

I can imagine that makes it difficult to master.

[She feels a little guilty.]

Someone distracting you would make it harder though, wouldn't it?

[axiomed]

I've had it for a very long time and trust me, this is mild compared to the range I'm used to.

[ But he pauses. ]

But perhaps you won't mind a few questions? I'm curious as to why I'm hearing so many thoughts at once.

[musicalhost]

I'm glad to hear that.

[She blinks in confusions.]

Uh, sure? [And finally it dawns on her. 'so many thoughts'

She lets out a long breath.] Oh...

[axiomed]

If you feel comfortable discussing it. Your mind is your own and I respect that.

[musicalhost]

No. It's not that, it's not really a secret. I'm just used to being the only one dealing with this. [And only part of it's hers anymore, really.]

Ask away. Starfleet thrives on learning new things, I'd be a hypocrite if I denied someone answers.

[axiomed]

Is it hurting you in some way?

[ Charles wonders if he should offer his help. It's difficult to do so though. Charles never knows if it might be taken badly. ]

[musicalhost]

Not really. It's just confusing sometimes. It was a lot worse when I was first joined.

[Some Trill tried helping her? As best they could.]

[axiomed]

[ His smile is wry. ]

I can imagine.

[musicalhost]

Mm. [She doesn't disagree. And the guilt hits again.]

I can't be making things easy. Three-hundred and fifty seven years of memories rattling around in one head.

[axiomed]

That's quite a bit.

But my range is the entire planet when my powers are magnified.

[musicalhost]

Oh jeez-

That's a lot. [She can't even imagine. And she's not sure she wants to try.]

That can't be easy at all.

[axiomed]

It's not, but I seem to manage.

[musicalhost]

You're obviously very skilled. I don't think I know anyone who would be able to do something like that.

Does being here make that any easier? [Wait, wasn't he the curious one?]

[axiomed]

Easier? I suppose it is at times.

[ Easier isn't quite the word he'd use but it's complicated. ]

[musicalhost]

Except now.

[She's trying to make this lighter.]

[axiomed]

It's really not that bad. Just unusual. Give me some time and I'll adapt.

[musicalhost]

The farthest I'll probably be going is the Caprine and to visit Beverly so you definitely have that.

You were curious though?

[axiomed]

Oh, my telepathy is limited to the ship.

[ Which he doesn't mind, but it feels odd. ]

Mostly I wanted to know why your mind was like that.

[musicalhost]

That's good at least.

And I'm a joined Trill. There have been eight other Dax hosts before me, so all of their memories are a part of me an Dax.

[axiomed]

And you can recall of them clearly?

[musicalhost]

Pretty clearly. Their memories work kind of the same way anyone elses memories do. Some thing fade and some don't.

[axiomed]

And they're fully conscious as well?

[musicalhost]

No, it's just their memories. Though I suppose they kind of could be, if I ever performed a zhian'tara but I don't have enough friends to embody them. Then they'd more or less be conscious, for a little while.

[axiomed]

It feels like they're there. I've never known memories to feel so . . . active.