Posted by Cadet James Hilton Douglas (Scientist) in CNS Office - Cadet Douglas Checking in for Psych Evaluation

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in CNS Office - Cadet Douglas Checking in for Psych Evaluation

Posted by Cadet James Hilton Douglas (Scientist) in CNS Office - Cadet Douglas Checking in for Psych Evaluation
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James was hesitant at first to go to the Counselor’s after remembering his academy years. He knew that his file would be checked and it could be all over if he says the wrong thing. He paced back and forth in front of the office and every time someone walked by he would just act casual, this continued for roughly 3 minutes before he got the the courage and chimed the door. He was thinking of running before the door opened, but he just wanted to get through this.

Once he chimed the door he stood composed with his hands behind his back trying to look calm although he was not the person in his file.

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)

A bubbly blonde cadet in the teal of medical perked up as the cadet entered the counselor’s office. “Hi there! Commander Korczak is with another patient right now, but feel free to make yourself comfortable as you wait. I’m Cadet Bubbles, welcome to the Challenger!”

Cadet Bubbles

Douglas slightly relieved walked in and sat in the nearest chair, and looked around for a replicator.

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)

Bubbles grinned as Douglas made himself comfortable. “Can I get you something to drink while you wait?” she asked.

Cadet Bubbles

Douglas spoke calmly “Yes please, Irn Bru 10 degrees Celsius, 1901 variant.”

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)

At that time, the doors slid open and an unremarkable man stepped through. Dressed in the teal uniform of the Science and Medical sections, he had Lieutenant Commander pips on his collar. Motioning wordlessly, he indicated the cadet should follow him in and he stepped back through the door.

The office on the other side of the door was unlike any area in the rest of the ship. It 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.

The Counselor was wholly plain looking; in fact so nondescript that he almost blended in with the office. His voice, on the other hand, was distinctive. “Please, Cadet. Do come in. I am Lieutenant Commander Korczak, the ship’s Counselor. Have a seat.” and he indicated the siting area before the desk. The man had a most unusual accent, as if two wholly unrelated accents were vying for control. Even with that, his speech was clear and articulate; with crisp pronunciation and diction. The only other noticeable fact of the man were the glasses perched on his nose… actual glasses.

Korczak took a seat in the seating area and pushed said glasses up his nose a bit higher. “If you would like a drink before we start, you are welcome to the replicator as well.”

Korczak, CNS