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USS Manhattan

Councilor's Office- Checking in with the CNS

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sovrk (Chief Science Officer) in Councilor’s Office- Checking in with the CNS
The turbolift chimed quietly as a Vulcan male stepped off out onto the corridor of deck 8. He pulled out a PADD and pulled up a map of the ship as he slowly navigated down the corridors of the deck. He moved a bit more quickly after a few minutes of studying the map. After a few minutes of careful navigation the man stood outside of the councilor’s office. He took in a small breath before he reached up and pressed the call button next to the door.
Sovrk, CSO

“Come in,” a voice sounded from the door.

Inside, Sair was pulling a mug out of her replicator. Standing fairly tall for many humanoid species, the Kobliad had lilac coloured hair pulled back off her face with a black soft headband. Her light brown eyes were deeply set amongst the prominent vertical facial ridges that split her hairline, intersected by thinner horizontal ridges. Most definitely on the lean side, the counsellor wore simple black trousers and a dark blue tunic that she had adopted as her version of a uniform. She did have a standard commbadge though.

A large area rug in muted blues, greys and greens spanned half of the therapy area in front of her desk and she had set a small round coffee table in front of a small sofa and two arm chairs, all in a blue-grey colour. Behind that was her desk with two basic chairs in front and a pale wooden shelving unit to the left by the replicator.

Next to the door was a stone sculpture that was half the height of the door. Carved out of white dolomite, it was a miniature replica of the giant tree that was in the lobby of he Assembly Complex in Kobliad’s capital. The tree had a wide trunk with the appearance of a thick bark and was easily deciduous with sweeping branches with teardrop shaped leaves. Carved around the trunk of the tree were arms with hands seeming to hold the tree and they wound themselves up the trunk.

She smiled at the Vulcan and gestured towards the sitting area. His choice. “Welcome to my office. What can I help you with today?” she asked before sipping from her cup, sweetness wafting through the room though there was a spicy undertone.

~Sair Songz, CNS

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