Posted by Cadet Lillian Anderson (Security Officer) in Counselor’s Office - Calling All Cadets Who Haven’t Checked In (Tag Cadet Anderson)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Counselor’s Office - Calling All Cadets Who Haven’t Checked In (Tag Cadet Anderson)
Lieutenant Commander Korczak reviewed his files and scowled. One Cadet who had not checked in. ‘That simply won’t do.’ he thought to himself.

Tapping his comm badge, he said =/\= Lieutenant Commander Korczak to Cadet Anderson. Please report to my office. Thank you. =/\= and he reviewed her file for a second time in five minutes.

Korczak, CNS

Lillian was just stealing to her sheared quarters on the lower decks of the Challenger when she was interrupted by her com badge chipping at her and it was lieutenant Commander Korczak The ships counselor she should have known he would catch up with her as she was making a point of missing his office and the check in that was meant to be done when you came on board but she was so over counselling sessions as after the dominion war and what her family had been throw it was normal for starlet to debrief families involved in traumatic evacuations.
Lillian decided she could not avoid him if he was calling her.
=/\= On My way Sir =/\=
she left her quarters and started making her was thro the ship to the last place in the whole universe she wanted to be.
As she approached the office door she made sure to right her uniform and set her face to a neutral expression, she reached out and pushed the buzzer for the door.

Lillian Anderson security

There was no sound from the inside, but the door slid open and revealed a space unlike any other on the ship.

The office was lit in a more subdued manner than the rest of the ship, with the light coming from wall lamps rather than the typical overhead lighting. Multiple bookcases with glass enclosed shelves lined one wall, filled with copies and originals of many texts on many different subjects, and a quick glance would show multiple languages as well. The desk was set at an angle against the opposite wall to the door in the corner, 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. Each depicted either places, individuals, or groups of people, and many were in black and white.

Seated at the desk was a plain looking human male with brown hair and brown eyes. He average looking; the kind of person that would be lost in a crowd of more than four or five people. He wore the blue uniform of the Science and Medical Sections, and Lieutenant Commander pips showed on his collar. There was one distinguishing feature about the man, however. Actual glasses were perched on his nose. He looked up, and a very odd accent issued forth, as if multiple accents were vying for control. “Hello, Cadet. I am Lieutenant Commander Korczak, Ship’s Counselor. Please come in. Would you like something to drink?” he asked and gestured to the replicator on the wall.

Lt. Cmdr. Korczac, CNS