Posted by Lieutenant Commander Pilar Halcyone (Counselor) in A Much Anticipated Meeting [Tag CMO]

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Rahm Vesta (Chief Medical Officer) in A Much Anticipated Meeting [Tag CMO]

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Pilar Halcyone (Counselor) in A Much Anticipated Meeting [Tag CMO]
Pilar had heard a lot about the new CMO and she couldn’t wait to meet the woman for herself. It had been a while since she had encountered another Bajoran. Pilar immediately thought of her dear friend, Brey, also godmother to her first child. Brey had gone missing on a Starfleet mission and was presumed dead per her official Starfleet record. Pilar never believed that. She always knew in her heart that Brey had defecting and joined the Marquis, similar to what Ro Laren had done when she was apart of Picard’s crew. While she was on leave on Vulcan, a small package had been delivered to her. When she opened it, inside was Brey’s d’ja pagh with a small handwritten note that said Worst Case Scenario. They were the same words Brey said would be the cause of her leaving Starfleet. There was no sender to indicate where package had come from. Savid wanted her to discard it, reminding her that if Brey had in fact joined the Marquis then she was a traitor. But Pilar refused. It was her only reminder that her friend was alive.
Pilar tapped her comm and said, =^=Counselor Halcyone to Dr. Rahm. Are by any chance available for a chat?=^=

Halcyone, Counselor

=^=Absolutely, Counselor Halcyone! I’ll be right there,=^= Dr. Rahm Vesta said.

Since she wasn’t officially on duty, she’d been exploring the ship. She’d spent the previous evening in Nine Forward, chatting with one of the ship’s civilian support staff over synthale and peanuts and had spent the morning chatting with a Risan contact she’d made years ago during a theater festival on Bajor.

She wore a bright yellow dress and a big blue sweater over it–still too cold on the ship–and made her way into the turbolift and then to the Counselor’s Office. She rang the bell.

“Ramh here! May I come in, Counselor?” she called, breathing heavy, resting her hand against her hip to straighten her right leg. She was still getting used to all the walking on this ship.

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Of course, Dr. Rahm!” Pilar hurried to assist her. “Here have a seat,” she guided the woman to a chair.

“Thank you, Counselor. I appreciate the offer, but I can manage,” Vesta said, giving Pilar friendly pat on the arm and landing on the chair in a poof of yellow fabric.

“Can I get you anything? Water, Tea, something stronger?”

“Stronger!” Rahm Vesta laughed–a distinctive laugh that sounded like a gong. “A glass of Moscato, ice cold, sounds absolutely lovely. I thought you’d have to go to Nine Forward for the good stuff. It’s lovely to meet you, by the way. I’ve read up on what little files they gave me–you served on the Genny, didn’t you?”

Pilar sat and said, “You know I have heard so much about you and I have been anticipating a meeting with you. I hear you taught at the Academy? What brings you aboard the Challenger?”

Halycone, Counselor

Rahm touched her earring reflexively. “It was very random, actually. And a bit of a tale.” She dropped her arm and looked Pilar in the face. “I occasionally lecture at the Academy, and officially I’ve been traveling on behalf of Starfleet as a diplomat, but when the position opened up, I had to take it. I love mentoring new physicians, and your graduating Ensigns, Dawes and Baptiste, seem like good ones.”

Rahm Vesta continued, “It seemed like you all could use a CMO with some broader experience in field medicine and strange phenomena. Especially after hearing about the accident with Ensign Morton. I thought, perhapsthis would be the next place for me to land for a little while.”

-CMO Rahm Vesta