Posted by Lieutenant Commander Vanessa Lofton (Counselor) in Counselor’s Office - Dr. Mai Hart Checks-In

Posted by Cadet Mai Hart (Doctor) in Counselor’s Office - Dr. Mai Hart Checks-In
Dr. Mai Hart is quite pale with a bush of orange curls atop his head. His eyes are apple green. And, he’s a little disproportioned, and stands at 3’ 9”.
The doctor looks at a panel by the counselor’s door. He then presses a button to make noise inside the office.
“The doctor is to see the doctor,” Mai’s voice is kind of high as he jokes to himself. “Or, is she not one? Oh, well.”

~Cadet, Dr. Mai Hart

“Come in!” sounded from the door panel, and the doors hissed open. The majority of the room was filled by a large seating area with an L-shaped sectional sofa done up with light blue upholstery, the long end against the back wall, the short end on the right, separating the seating area from a small desk and the food replicator. The carpeting was a lighter shade of blue, complementing but not blending with the sofa. Two end tables sat at each end of the sofa, a red vase with white daisies on the left hand one. A small footstool was positioned against the right end of the sofa, its top in the same shade of red; against the right wall are two beanbags, one in red and one in dark blue. On the back wall hung a painting of a young couple - the man in a tuxedo, the woman barefoot in a red dress - dancing on a wet beach, accompanied by two attendants, both holding their headwear in a way that strongly evoked a sensation of windiness.

“Dr. Hart!” called a feminine voice from near the food replicator. A woman stood there in standard Starfleet uniform, shoulder pauldrons clad in medical blue, black hair done up in a low bun, held in place with a wooden skewer. “I’m Counselor Lofton. Please come in,” she continued, smiling brightly, and gestured toward the seating area. “Sit wherever you’d like.”

“It’s perfect timing actually,” she told him, “as I was just getting myself something to drink. Would you like anything?”

Lt. Cmdr. Lofton - CNS

“Some chai with almond milk would be wonderful,” he says as he enters. “My favorite tea.”
Dr. Hart climbs onto the sofa, and sits leaning back on his arms, lightly kicking his dangling legs.
“I think it’s already in my psychiatric history that I was bullied so much that I felt anxiously self-conscious, and had depression. These days, though, I’m quite happy. A lot of respect came with becoming a doctor.”

~Cadet, Dr. Mai Hart