Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Pre Sim - Counselor’s Office - Updating Records… Yay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Pre Sim - Counselor’s Office - Updating Records… Yay
The giant Orion made his way to the office door and knuckled the chime. He was preoccupied, but his calendar reminded him that the new Counselor needed to a (now long overdue) assessment of the Security Chief. He had grunted at the notice and then made his way to this spot, but his mind was still in his office.

Mardusk, CoS

Revna heard the chime and took a deep breath. She’d seen Mardusk in passing, and he was intimidating. It didn’t help Nash had told her he’d crushed the admiral’s hand.
She was sure this Admiral Perkins deserved it, but still. She berated herself for having an over active imagination and reminded herself of his record that she had access to.
Mardusk was a warrior, the kind her ancestors would have written ballads about. The man had the cunning and skill for battle, and the intellect for negotiation and leadership. She went to open the door. “Lt. Cmdr. Mardusk, please come in.” Upon entering the office it was very subdued. The harsh grays and blues that came standard were replaced by earth tones of browns, bronzes, greens, yellows, oranges, and deep reds. There were several areas to sit, couches, chairs, floor pillows. There didn’t appear to be a desk anywhere. The shelves were filled with pieces of art and memorabilia that honored her heritage. The pictures were a mix of landscapes and abstracts, carefully placed around the room so as not to clash with each other. The shelves also included an array of different objects, from singing bowls, to art supplies, to mandalas. There was also a computer interface to allow patients to choose the background noise of their choice.

“Please have a seat Lt. I’m Lt. Revna Edman. Would you care for anything from the replicator?“

Lt. Edman, Counselor

Mardusk looked around. When he spoke, it was a lie rumble, like boulders rubbing together. “Hope I’m not late, Doc. Honestly, I had forgotten our meeting before the alarm reminded me. Have to say, it’s a been a few since my last eval.” and he sat on the couch, which protested as his mass settled onto it. “And no, no thank you to your offer. I’m good.” He leaned back and put his arms on the back of the couch, his wingspan slightly longer than the piece of furnitire.

Mardusk, CoS