Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Counselor’s Office - Cadet Woolley Check-in with Ship’s Counselor

Posted by Cadet Maximilian Woolley (Doctor) in Counselor’s Office - Cadet Woolley Check-in with Ship’s Counselor

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Counselor’s Office - Cadet Woolley Check-in with Ship’s Counselor
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Max was feeling more comfortable on the ship since his arrival. His mind had been put at ease with this big transition after meeting his new CMO. Still, he was reminded that he had thus far neglected an essential part of his check-in; meeting with the ship’s counselor. He carried a PADD in his left hand containing his full background and his meager service record to date. Though not exactly a fan of having people dig into his mind, Max also saw great value in self-reflection and the importance of having a therapeutic presence on a ship like this. At least, that was what he would keep reminding himself to put his mind at ease as he approached the Counselor’s door, pressing the button and hearing the chirp to announce his arrival. Upon being granted entry he entered confidently and stood at attention before speaking.

“Sir, Cadet Woolley reporting for check-in evaluation.”

Cadet Woolley, Medical

OOC: Just a tip. Try to stay away from writing in other player’s actions, even in a small manner. Sometimes it can ruffle feathers. I don’t really mind, especially when it saves some time, but just as a heads up.

IC: When the chime rang and Korczak pressed the release, he looked up at the new arrival. “Greetings, Cadet. Please have a seat. Would you like something to eat or drink?”

The man asking the question was of average build and had a somewhat nondescript appearance. The only thing, actually, that was at all memorable were the actual glasses perched on his nose. Brown hair, cut and combed in a tasteful manner, topped his head and brown eyes peered through the lenses.

The office was different from the rest of the ship. It was more a old fashioned den than an office. It was lit in a more subdued manner than the rest of the ship and bookcases lined one wall, filled with copies and originals of many texts on many different subjects. The desk was set against the opposite wall, allowing for a large open space in the middle. Here there was a couch and a few chairs, one of which sat in front of and facing away from the desk. Pictures hung on the walls, some were even old photographs.

Korczak, CNS

OOC: Thanks for the tip.

IC:

Max walked into the office when summoned. Upon entry he graciously received the greeting of the counselor.

“Good afternoon, Sir. Thank you” he replied upon being offered a seat. Moving into the seat he took a quick glance around, noting the old pictures and the books, certainly not a common sight in many quarters of the modern world. Though Max admittedly didn’t really know if this was the norm for ships, or for ship counselors, as this was his first taste of the fleet.

“No thank you, sir. I ate before I came. Would you like to review my records?” he said, offering the PADD to him before settling in too comfortably in his chair.

Max Woolley, Medical

“Do you think I should, Cadet? Is there something glaring in them that would give me pause with regards to your mental and emotional health?” the man asked with a slight smile. As he spoke, he came around the desk and took the seat in front of it, facing Woolley. He crossed his legs and then sat a PaDD on his lap.

Korczak, CNS

Max smiled cautiously. The counselor certainly was more difficult to read than many others. Max sensed that he was speaking in jest though he couldn’t be sure. And, perhaps, he was only half-kidding. While he enjoyed a good laugh from time to time he decided to forego some obvious jokes, for now at least. Max also noted that it wasn’t a terrible idea to work on his military bearing in not prodding a superior officer.

“No sir, nothing that I can think of that comes to mind. ” Max was calm, he didn’t feel particularly nervous in his dealings with the ship counselor. He understood why the role was important. He also saw a sort of kinship with his counselor colleagues, some of them being physicians as well, but both roles being the sort of people that many others on board want to avoid.

Just as Max viewed his role in providing a physical, he slipped into the role of patient for the purposes of the counselor’s examination. His body language revealed that he was comfortable, generally content and wishing to comply but was clearly not going to just spill his guts and begin speaking, at least without prompting.

Max Woolley, Medical