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USS Atlantis

Head Shrinking

Posted by Lieutenant Cara Esmé Mardusk (Counselor / Education Specialist) in Head Shrinking

Posted by 2nd Lieutenant Gillian “Gilly” Adams (Marine) in Head Shrinking

Posted by 2nd Lieutenant Gillian “Gilly” Adams (Marine) in Head Shrinking
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Gilly left sickbay and headed to her next stop, the Counselor’s office. It never failed to amuse her that Star Fleet insisted that everyone talk to a CNS. She had done so when she was in San Francisco because she had been ordered to if she was going to work with Star Fleet. It was not something that the Marine Corps really held to, but in order to avoid any conflicts before she even reported for duty, she followed protocol. Finding herself now standing outside the Counselor’s office, she rang the chime and waited.

Gilly

The door opened, and a woman with curly bright red hair, green eyes, and classic pale skin marked her as having strong Irish Terran heritage stood there. A very strong Irish accent flowed from her as she offered her hand, “2nd Lieutenant Adams? It’s nice te meet ye. I’m Lt O’Farrell. Come on in.” She pressed the control on the office door and stepped inside.

Immediately to the left of the door was a desk. A variety of places to sit and low tables dotted the rest of the open area. The right wall was taken up with a wall to wall, floor to ceiling storage until. Books, various pieces of art, and nick knacks covered the shelves. “Help yerself te the replicator and have a seat.” O’Farrell grabbed a glass of tea off her desk and had a seat in one of the chairs.

Lt. Mardusk, counselor

Gilly smiled “Nice to meet you as well Lt. I’m here for my boarding visit.” She said standing at a loose attention and then walked over to the replicator “Klingon coffee strong, one cream 2 sugar” she said and waited for the drink to appear “Ahhh nectar of the gods.” She said as she took a seat with a small table next to her. Looking at Mardusk “So what would you like to know Lt. I will let you know that there are somethings in my file/history that are classified and I won’t be able to discuss them at any depth. I hope that’s not going to be a problem.” As she finished, she took another drink of her coffee. Very few people enjoyed Klingon coffee, she found it quite good and it did wonders if you were exhausted.

Gilly

“If it ever comes ta ya needin’ ta talk about yer work directly we’ll talk ta Captain Styxx and get it approved, or get ya set up with someone that is cleared for ya ta talk ta.” That was one thing Cara hated. The red tape around getting people the care that they needed. It was something she had faced personally, so she it was a headache she was more than willing to have in order to help people. “Why don’a we start with something’ I hope is simple. What brought ya ta the Atlantis?”

Lt. Mardusk, counselor

Gilly smiled “That one’s easy, my previous post was ‘stale’ and I found myself requesting more and more dangerous missions and my Command team decided that it might be good for a change of scenary.” Gilly said as she took another drink of the coffee “So, here we are and I figure that this will be a good change of pace. I know my family is a bit more at ease.”

Adams (Marine)

Gillian thought for a moment “If you call more at ease, not calling me every 5 minutes to make sure that I’m still alive.” She said only half joking.

Adams (Marine)

“Family can be that way. They love us, but can be a bit… over zealous in their worry.” The Lt grinned. Her family never stopped worrying. Especially her mam. “When was the last time ya saw yer family?”

Lt. Mardusk, counselor

Gillian thought for a moment “Six months ago, I was on leave and spent two weeks with my parents and visiting everyone.” She said “I usually talk to at least one of them every week and of course when they start calling and messaging.” She said “I guess I should clarify, their worry is not unfounded.” She said “I was a section leader at my last post and some of the missions we were sent on were....interesting.” She said without saying too much. If a Marine said something was “interesting” it usually meant that everything was in chaos and they were dropped right in the middle of it and expected to bring order…which they did…some times inch by inch… but order was brought

Adams

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