The Marine Aviator made his way through the Chimera. Having changed out of his flight suit and into his duty uniform of deep kelly green, he took the turbolift to the drck with his destination: the ship’s Counselor. It was unusual that a Marine would check in with the Counselor, but Hannibal had a philosophy when working on Fleet vessels: minimize differences to maximize cooperation. Marines weren’t required to have a psych assessment upon arrival… the majority of Counselors from the Fleet side of things most often lacked the specialized training to provide that service to Marines anyway. But Lardel knew that the Fkeet personnel sometimes resented the Marines not having to do that, so he was here to make sure that didn’t happen.

Arriving at the door to the counseling suite, he pressed the chime and tugged his uniform top straight.

Lardel, CAG