Posted by Lieutenant Commander Peter Sigmundsson (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Counsellor’s Office - Intelligence Annoyance
It was a standard day on the USS Atlantis, members of the crew walked around going about their business. each and every one was ignoring the giant pacing outside the counsellors office.

Peter Sigmundsson didn’t generally like seeing a psychologist, especially not when the matter was so personal but he needed advice and advice that no one could speak about. He’d already booked a meeting with the counsellor and had been pacing outside her office for a food half hour. Finally he tapped the chime to her office.

CIO

The door opened immediately. “Cmdr Sigmundsson, come in,” Cara stepped back out of the way. The Intel officer was far over due for his regular eval. He was one of those that Cara had to chase down, but he’d requested this which was curious. Whatever brought him here, she was sure he would tell her soon enough.

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. Including a large and reinforced couch. 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