Posted by Lieutenant Commander Vanessa Lofton (Counselor) in Cadet Aramis Bijou Checks In With The Counselor

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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Vanessa Lofton (Counselor) in Cadet Aramis Bijou Checks In With The Counselor
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Aramis Bijou is thin; and fit with a bob of brown braids over brown skin; his eyes dark, narrow, and tilted a bit; his face square with a square jaw; and, with high cheekbones.
Ari, as he prefers to be called, named after one of his favorite past singers, is but five feet tall.
He walks up to the counselor’s office door, and presses a button to sound a chime for anyone inside.
Waiting outside the door feels him with an excited nervousness at meeting the counselor.
He starts to remember fondly his psychiatric-professioned mothers.
“Please, be great,” his voice warmly crackles between high, and low notes as he thinks out loud smiling.

-Cadet Aramis Bijou, Security.

The doors parted to a large seating area, filled with an L-shaped sectional sofa, upholstered in light blue. The carpeting complemented it in a lighter shade, while not blending in. Over the couch hung a painting of a couple in formal wear - the woman wearing a red dress, and the man a tuxedo - dancing on the beach with two attendants holding umbrellas. The air was filled with a light scent of jasmine, with a hint of mint.

A dark haired woman in a Starfleet uniform adorned with medical blue on the shoulders stood in the middle of the room, carrying a vase the same shade as the painting’s red dress, with white daisies sprouting from the top. “Cadet Bijou!” she called, a wide smile spreading across her face. “Please come in. I was just moving this vase, trying to balance the color a little.”

There was an end table at each arm of the sectional; she placed it on the table on the short end of the sectional and took a few steps back.

“What do you think?” She pursed her lips, cupping her chin with her hand.

OOC: Hi Jeannette! In this thread we’re going to develop your character, get into their backstory and their motivations. You have a great bio started, and hopefully we’ll be able to add to it a little here. I look forward to writing with you!

Lt. Cmdr. Lofton - CNS

“Wow. You’re room is lovely,” Ari responded.
It took him a pause before continuing. He ever so slightly tilted his head to the right as he spoke again, his voice smoother, “I was told to see you.”
He picked up into animated happiness, smiling and gracefully lifting his arms, his hands closing part-ways, “I was excited to meet a new psychiatric professional.”
He calmed from his joy, lowering his arms back down, “My mothers are in psychiatric, you see. I find it quite beautiful of a profession.”
He realized after, “I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable.”
He smiled again, gently, as he shook his head while lowering it from anxiety, looking to the floor, “Sorry. I’m not being very professional. I should focus on work, for which I am here.” He lightly laughed.

-Cadet Aramis Bijou, Security

Vanessa laughed lightly. “Not at all. We’re always excited by things that remind us of home, don’t you think?” She looked at the vase again and nodded. “Yes, I think it looks better there, with the painting there, keeps the red accents balanced.” She held out her hand to the cadet. “And forgive me! I’m Counselor Lofton. Please, have a seat.” She gestured to the sectional right next to the vase, and seated herself on the other leg of the sofa, crossing her left leg over her right, her left arm along the back of the couch.

“My job here is to help get you settled into life aboard the ship, help you acclimate to really working in a team environment. This first session is really just to get to know you, and isn’t an evaluation, really.” She laughed again, a light, airy sound. “You wouldn’t have made it this far if Starfleet didn’t think you had what it took.”

She paused for a second. “You mentioned your mothers both worked in psychiatry. My mother did as well - I always had to wonder when she was sing those skills on me! What was it like for you?”

Lt. Cmdr. Lofton - CNS

Ari entered the office, and answered, “Whenever I would act up as a child, my biological mother evaluated it, then explained to me what I was really doing. Whenever I had a problem, she evaluated it, and gave wise counsel, along with what I really seemed to want to do, and whether it was right or wrong, then she guided me toward what she felt was right.”
He seemed a little amused as he continued, “My other mother was more like a sidekick. She hasn’t studied as much in psychology, but is about as intelligent, applying it greatly to vehicles. She loves cars, farm tractors, boats, spaceships. Of course, she only hobbies in mechanics, and never pursued an official education in it, but she’s passionate about it.”
Then, he got personal, “Mind you, I haven’t always listened to them, or believed them. And, I don’t think they’re always right. I’ve always preferred to make my own choices, to their dislike. And, to try to hone my own skills. I don’t like, or trust simply being told what to do, or how to do it. Sure, I’ve made mistakes. But, it’s my life to make mistakes in.”

-Aramis Bijou, Security