Once the meeting with the CO had been wrapped up, they were well aware that another evaluation remained. Of course, the physical could wait until they had overlooked the staff of the Sickbay and determined exactly what was going on within it. Thus, they left them the psychological evaluation. Most people resented this, as if it were some kind of voodoo or black magic, which the Counselor used to manipulate and control each of the people they come across. However, Obiah saw it as something quite curious. They were always inquisitive to the people around them, making them quite the people watcher, at times.

Running their hand along the back of the opposing, they pulled down the sleeve of the uniform, as if subconsciously trying to hide the tattoos that were placed on their bicep, far from the sleeve. It was an odd habit, but something they still did. One might consider it to be an act of nervousness or anxiety, which it could have easily been, but they considered it to be something that was almost calming, sort of like people rubbing the inside of their wrist or tapping their fingers against their arm or leg. It was simply one of those small habits that everyone had. Other people bounced their leg, Obiah tugged on their sleeve.

Pausing before Sinclair’s Office, they made certain they were in the correct spot, before tapping the chime, notifying Sinclair of their arrival.

Lt. Torrirs
CMO