Having completed the rest of his check-ins, D’vash made his way to the counselors office. Lt. Edman was another recent addition to the Atlantis’ crew and he looked forward to meeting her. He had gone over her personnel file (as an intel officer should) and had discovered they had something in common: their Nordic heritage, though D’vash’s was a bit diluted with Orion blood.

The CIO had no problem finding the counseling suites located on the port side of Deck 11. His previous ship had been the USS Olympic, also a Mythology class.

He stepped into the main reception area and checked with receptionist. The ensign behind the desk looked up and smiled. “Good afternoon, Commander. How can I help you?”

“I’m here for my check -in with Lt. Edman. 1400 hours. Cmdr. Odinson.”

“Thank you, sir. You’re all checked in. I’ll let the lieutenant know you’re here.” She commed the counselor’s office and informed her of the new arrival. “She’ll be with you in just a moment, Commander.”

“Thank you,” D’vash replied. He stepped away from the desk and waited patiently, admiring the artwork displayed on the walls. . . .

Odinson (CIO)