Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Gotta Eat Sometime

Posted by Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Gotta Eat Sometime

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Gotta Eat Sometime

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Revna was curious but not put off by the seeming conflicting statements and posture. She came wanting to make Revna uneasy to push her, and now was overtly friendly. Sore spots of her own indeed. “It’s not a secret, but not something I advertise either. People tend to latch on to such things and assume that’s all I am. And it’s not. Good for you though. If you didn’t make it awkward that means it’s comfortable. And comfort is good but not nearly as much fun as awkward. As for sore spots , hit all you want. My Da would tell you that having sore spots means you’ve lived a life worthy of retelling in the great epics. And so far, I’ve discovered, he’s right.” She picked up her mug and cupped it with both hands, bring it to her face and letting the steam warm her before sipping at the strong black tea. Next trip back to the station she was making Mike give her the honey he used when he made it. She smiled to herself, he’d probably refuse, telling her he needed to hold on to something that would make her come home. Like anything could stop her from going home to him.

McKenzie, DA

“He probably not wrong, but later maybe I’ll tell where that goes a little sideways for me,” Faye said more sombrely.

The counselor entered the officer’s mess starving! The increase in hormones was reeking havoc with her system and she didn’t have the nuances down yet. As always, her grey/blue eyes scanned the people there and she was strangely happy to see Calloway. “Faye? I feel like I haven’t seen you in a week!” Zef walked over to the table as she spoke. Not wanting to be rude, her eyes settled on the other woman. “Hi, I’m Cmdr Zef Rollo, the ship’s counselor. I believe you are Revna McKenzie?”

—Rollo, CNS

Revna looked up at the counselor confused and concerned. They’d met while the Manhattan had been docked at the station. Revna had had an hour appointment with Rollo. They had agreed to meet twice a week. Formally and informally. Zef had even said that she needed someone to talk to herself and had asked Revna if she would do that for her. Revna had of course agreed. She had even given Revna permission to call her Zef if she was comfortable with it. Perhaps she was trying to protect Revna’s privacy by not hinting Revna had seen her, but everyone did mandatory regular evaluations and Revna was not ashamed that she was still in need of counseling. The strange unnecessary introduction concerned Revna instantly however. Revna half stood and pulled out a chair for the woman, “Perhaps you should sit down. Are you feeling alright Cmdr? We met last week. In fact we have an appt. tomorrow.”

McKenzie, DA

Well that was awkward, and it wasn’t even her this time! “Speaking of appointments, yeah, we need to sit down too. It’s been a rather huge whirlwind and I feel like I’m still on some sort of shuttle speed racing course.” It might seem uncaring to others, but Faye was attentively watching Zef with a hint of concern that the counsellor would know was genuine.

~Faye Calloway, Counter-Intelligence