USS Challenger
CMO's Office - Cadet Gartenberg Reporting for Duty
Posted by Cadet Adinah Gartenberg (Doctor) in CMO’s Office - Cadet Gartenberg Reporting for Duty
Adinah had regrets, and she rather thought most people had regrets. To err was to be human or something like that, although that should probably be expanded given that it wasn’t just humans anymore and hadn’t been for a while. But back to the main point, Adinah had regrets and her current one was that she hadn’t quadruple checked her DH’s name. What if she got it wrong or pronounced it wrong? What if her DH absolutely hated her?“Dramatic,” Adinah huffed at herself, missing her roommate all the more since Adinah now had to tell herself she was being dramatic instead of having a close friend to do so.
“Just press the chime like a normal officer,” she reprimanded herself. Except, of course, she was a cadet and if she couldn’t even introduce herself to her DH she never would be anything more than a cadet.
With that dramatic thought in mind, Adinah pressed the chime and stepped back a bit, back straighter and body stiffer than it ever had been before.
Cadet Adinah (Medical)
OOC: Welcome aboard, Dane! That’s a great post and I’m really curious to get to know your character better. Don’t be surprised if Aizala comes across as distant at times. She is friendly and all, but tries to keep people as much at bay as possible. It’s nothing personal :)
Also, with our style post writing, you can always inserte parts of your posts between existing paragraphs, when and where it fits. Does that make sense?
IC:
Almost immediately after the chime rang, a voice from the other side of the door called, “Enter!”
As the doors swished open before her, Adinah would be able to see a smallish office. Most of the wall opposite the door was taken up by windows. Against the left hand wall stood a comfortable looking couch with a oval-shaped glass coffee table in front of it and two matching overstuffed armchairs on each side. Slightly to the right of the stood a desk at angle, facing mostly towards the door. Behind the desk was small bookshelf filled with books and a few ornaments. In front of the desk stood two identical chairs, facing the desk. Behind the desk sat a petite Bajoran woman. Her copper hair was tied back into a neat bun at the nape of her neck. Her face was covered in a number of pale brown, almost golden looking freckles and a gentle smile played across her lips and around her jade coloured eyes.
Rising to her feet, Tija Aizala gestured towards the chairs and said, “Welcome aboard, Cadet. You must be Adinah Goldenberg. Please have a seat.” Walking the three steps towards the replicator she continued, “Would you like something to eat or to drink?”
~Lt. Tija, Asst. CMO