Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Samuel Andrew McIntyre (CNS) in CNS: Check In

Posted by Ensign Derek Snowden (Security Officer) in CNS: Check In
Ensign Snowden paused outside the counseling office before tapping the panel.
the door wooshed open
He stepped inside.
“Ensign Snowden, Security. Requesting a moment, Counselor.”

The office on Deck 33 remained calm and controlled, the quiet strains of classical music threading softly through the air.
Lieutenant Junior Grade Samuel McIntyre sat behind his desk, his posture straight but not rigid, his presence measured—professional, and grounded. His eyes lifted the moment the doors parted.
“Ensign Snowden, Security. Requesting a moment, Counselor.”
McIntyre regarded him briefly, taking in the uniform, the stance, the tone. Security officers rarely came in without a reason—rarer still without being ordered.
“Of course, Ensign,” McIntyre replied in an even, composed voice. “You’ll find this office operates with a bit less formality. Have a seat.”
He gestured to the chair opposite him. As Snowden moved, McIntyre reached for the panel at his desk, lowering tmusic’s volumesic to a near-inaudible level.
Once Snowden was seated, McIntyre leaned back slightly, hands resting together in a relaxed but attentive posture.
“What brings you in today?”

Lieutenant Jr. Grade Samuel A. McIntyre
CNS USS Chimera

Ensign Snowden sat across from the Lt.JG shifting in his chair under the gaze of the Counselor.
“I’m here for the on-boarding check ins” he said, his tone calm and collected
-Ensign Snowden
Security Officer USS Chimera