Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexander Cochrane (XO) in CNS Office - Attn. Lt. Cmdr. Cochrane

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Roux Delarosa (Counselor) in CNS Office - Attn. Lt. Cmdr. Cochrane

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexander Cochrane (XO) in CNS Office - Attn. Lt. Cmdr. Cochrane Posted by… suppressed (14) by the Post Ghost! 👻 : : : : : : : Once she had managed to find herself in a place of certainty, as opposed to the hectic nature of being a new arrival to a starship, she found that it would be best to get psychological evaluations done. As it would check it off for another year, and allow her to get to know the crew. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Skimming through the list, she chose to start from the top, and make her way down. This would be a long process, no doubt. Tapping the comm, she spoke simply: =*=Delarosa to Commander Cochrane, do you have time to come down for a psychological evaluation?=^= : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Delarosa : : : : : : : CNS : : : : : : : : : : : : There was slight pause and then the comms chirped. =/\= I think I can spare a few moments, Counselor. Is now a good time, or do you want to schedule a time? =/\= came the relaxed and friendly voice of the Executive Officer. : : : : : : : : : : : : Cochrane, XO : : : : : : : : : : =^=Now is perfectly fine, sir. Feel free to come down, whenever you happen to be ready.=^= Roux responded, in tune. She wasn’t almost relieved that he could get the meeting dealt with, now. It marked one more officer off of the list. : : : : : : : : : : Delarosa : : : : : CNS : : : : : : : : A few minutes later, Alex was in front of the door to the Counselor’s office. He pressed the chime and waited, making sure he wasn’t interrupting any crewman’s current dealings with the new CNS. : : : : : : : : Cochrane, XO : : : : : : Roux was currently unbusied, for the very notation that the officer would soon be arriving to have his psychological evaluation done, before he could return to whatever task he had previously at hand. “Come in!” Roux called, remaining behind the desk, her hands clasped on its hard surface. : : : : : : Delarosa : : : CNS : : : : The door opened and Cochrane entered. He smiled broadly and warmly, and said “Lieutenant Delarosa. A pleasure. Are you settling in well since your arrival?” : : : : Cochrane, XO : : “As well as I can be, sir.” Roux rose her head, once more, an amicable smile spreading quietly across her features. “Do have a seat; how are you doing today? Anything bothering you?” : : Delarosa : CNS Cochrane took a seat as directed and said “Actually, I am doing quite well. Still getting the handle of the new role a bit, but haven’t made too many people angry I don’t think.” he said with the same warm smile. Cochrane, XO

Roux offered a gentle chuckle, her head shaking, in a manner meant to be completely friendly. “You are new to being an Executive Officer, then?” She inquired, leaning back into her chair. This could have been seen as two ways, her reasoning was to appear less cold and more inviting. However, to Cochrane, it could have easily been a way to be more comfortable. “If I may ask, what department did you work in, prior, Commander?”

Delarosa
CNS

“Security and Tactics, mostly. But I also studied diplomacy and exo-relations with an emphasis on negotiations and cultural assessment.” he replied.

Cochrane, XO

“Did you ever find yourself in a state where you did not enjoy the department you had chosen?” Roux inquired, making certain that his file was pulled up onto her PADD, for further reference.

Delarosa
CNS

Cochrane smiled a bit and shook his head. “No, Counselor. I’ve had days where things happened that made me hate the circumstances I found myself in. And I have made decisions in the past that I regret. But even with those, I feel I mostly made the best call for the information I had at the time. But these times are indicative of my choice of department.” and he grinned. “I don’t have the patience to be a scientist or the meticulousness to be an engineer. And my bed-side manner is lacking, so that put Medical right out. So… Security it was.”

Cochrane, XO

“Oh, I’m sure you could have made a brilliant doctor, after all, there are so many of the medical field that had undesireable bedside manner.. but get the job done and done well.” Roux mused, tapping her stylus silently against the mid of her small thigh. It was a distraction, for her. Not from Cochrane; no, of course not, but from the remainder of the world around her. Which, unlike Cochrane’s claims at being hardly a meticulous person, Roux was hypersensitive to her surroundings. But that was a story for another time. “Would you say there was any specific event or assignment that was truly rewarding, for you?”

Delarosa
CNS

Cochrane paused and thought for a moment. “Well… I tremendously enjoyed my time at the Klingon War College. It was fascinating. But as far as truly rewarding? I would have to say… My time on the Shambala and the first contact missions. Those were truly and amazing thing to be a part of.”

Cochrane, XO

Roux could not help but offer the tiniest of grins at the name of the vessel. Shambala was something she found interesting, well, any form of religious paradise, she believed was fascinating. “Was it the ship itself? Or was there anyone in particular, who was an influencial force upon you?”

Lt. Delarosa
CNS

“Definitely the crew as a whole. It was a smaller vessel, so I think we were able to form a closer bond than we could have on a larger ship. And we just… meshed… so well. It was a great ship and a great staff. I was actually a little sad to leave. But I wouldn’t change the decision for anything.”

Cochrane, XO

Roux considered his response, writing something down, in the process. “Ah. It is always difficult to leave what you begin to classify as home.” She smiled, nodding. “Have you always been in the aspirations of becoming an executive officer?” She inquired.

Lt (jg) Delarosa
CNS

Cochrane smiled. “I have always wanted to be a Star Fleet officer.” and his face clouded a moment. “Doctor… are you familiar with my parents? Specifically…” and his jaw clenched, “… my mother?”

Cochrane, XO

“Your mother or your step-mother?” She inquired, a gentleness about her tone. She wasn’t sure of how sensitive of waters she was treading within, so she walked on eggshells to avoid any possible issues.

Lt. (JG) Delarosa
CNS

Cochrane let out a sigh. “Oh, good. You do know. I knew it was in my record, I just didn’t know if you had had a chance to review it.” and he leaned back, obviously relaxing knowing that he wouldn’t have to go through the explanation. “My mother. She has been a… distraction… for the vast majority of my life. Still is. And her actions… well, that is a matter of record as well. So you asked about my aspirations? I, and my sister, my brother; as well as my dad and step family, aspire to make sure that her actions do not reflect upon who our family is. That is my aspiration.”

Cochrane, XO

Strength. It was obvious the commander possessed a type of strength that wasn’t generally seen upfront, in people, often in this time period. This elicited a certain silence about the Counselor, as she was torn between what she could and should say. Would she be overstepping, if she spoke her mind? Would she seem dismissive, if she brushed it off? Oh the tangled web she wove, because of the separation from her line of work and the patient.

Though nearly clear she had something else in mind, the woman chose to go the safe route, risking the appearance of dismissiveness over crossing the fine line she had to walk. “Ah, I see.” She remarked, nodding. “Do you believe, by persevering through the ranks of the Starfleet, that you will accomplish this goal, Commander?”

Lt. (JG) Delarosa
CNS

Cochrane watched the Counselor closely, but shook his head at her question. “No, no, Counselor. I don’t see my rank as a reflection of my pursuit of that particular goal. My performance is the indicator. If I am doing a good job, as judged not by me but rather by the personnel I work under and those that work under me, then I am reflecting the type of character that my family taught me to strive for. If that means I spend my career as an Ensign, so be it. As long as the people around me know they count on me, then I consider myself successful.” he answered. When he finished, his cocked to the side slightly and he asked “You had something on your mind just then, Counselor. What was it? Silence sometimes speaks volumes.” and he smiled at her and added “This is a safe place to speak, Lieutenant. Whatever you say stays between us.”, quoting the line every Cadet hears from the ship’s Counselor during their first boarding exam. And he chuckled slightly.

Cochrane, XO

“Judging by your file, it would appear your indicators due to success and perseverance, appear to be working. You have a strong will, Commander; that is something we don’t often see in people, anymore. Majority of them follow a mundane routine, either subconsciously or obviously. They are governed by a specific person, or activity, which ties them to the ground. While it might be debatable that your life is under the dictatorship of your position in attempting to force your mother out of the limelight, and her actions into the dark, you apparently possess a certain kind of individuality. Separate, If to be simplistic, from the rest.” She wasn’t saying that he was special, because she believed that nobody was special. She was merely saying that his goal, if he maintained his endurance, would be within his reach.

“Hmm?” She quirked a brow, finding it to be common that a person was able to read her. She was not an open book, but her eyes were the gateway to her mind, and her mind possessed thoughts which courses through her gaze as if following some kind of mighty river. “Commander,” A soft smile tugged at her small, pale lips. “This is a safe place for the patient, anyone who steps beyond that office door, who is not me, this is a safe place for.” She shook her head, “As a counselor, we are required to follow a strict line of what we should say, and what we shouldn’t. Of course, you won’t find any of us who follow textbook, but there are ethics we must adhere to..” She paused, “Why do you think nobody counsels the Counselor?” She joked, amicably. “Silence speaks volumes, but words shatter silence, Mister Cochrane.”

Lt. (JG) Delarosa
CNS

“My twin sister would probably hug your neck for saying that, Counselor. She always said we were twins in birth only.” and he laughed. Cochrane leaned back and looked at her for a few moments. “Maybe someone should counsel the Counselor sometimes. Even doctors need doctors. That being said… My door is always open to anyone on board who needs to speak to me for whatever reason. That goes for you too, Lieutenant. I’m no Counselor, but I am the Executive Officer of this ship. You are part of our crew, that means your well-being is my responsibility. If you ever need to speak, please don’t hesitate to come see me.”

Cochrane, XO

“Ah, Twins. They can either be the most identical of people or the most antithesis,” A genial nature hung within her words. She had met several pairs of twins in her life, but had never really found one pair that was as identical as people like to claim they were. Often one was different by looks or by personality, almost as if one was ice and the other was fire. Then, sometimes they were somewhat alike, but never the same. She assumed that was what gave them their individuality, despite coming from same sack or the same womb, during the same period of time. Shaking her head, she rid her mind of the thought. “Thank you, Commander.” There was a genuine gratitude in her voice, “It is very much appreciated.”

Glancing down at the PaDD, she saw no reason as to why the commander would be unfit for duty. Lowering her stylus, she signed him off. “You are hereby cleared as fit for duty, Commander. Well, if you didn’t already know.”

Lt. (JG) Delarosa
CNS