Posted by Lieutenant Icarus Remington (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Pre-sim Psych eval with the Counselor

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“If I wasn’t ready to make those life-and-death choices, I wouldn’t be here, and I wouldn’t try to fool myself or the members of my team that we’d all come back in one piece. THAT’s part of the job!!”

Oh good, finally a real answer and not more platitudes. Her job here was to profile the crew, not solve their personal problems. Not yet anyway. She made a note on her PaDD clearing him for duty. “It’s not my job to determine if you are the right person for the job Mr. Remmington. My job is to determine if you are mentally fit for duty. You know your limits, your reasons, your weaknesses, your strengths, and,” here she pauses giving another of those strange tip her hat salutes, “you are not quick to make judgments. You are prepared, despite appearances, to take in the whole story first. As far as I’m concerned, you are mentally fit for duty.”

“Tell me, how do balance your liabilities?? You’ve got no one to cover your six. You’re a loner. Definitely not a team player. You beat up everybody that doesn’t appear to be on the same page as you. How are your ribs by the way?” He looked at her with concern. “Yeah, I’m well aware of your sparring match with the XO. Did you get all that anger out, or was that just a bit of foreplay on both your parts?”

Remington (CIO)

“I’m not a team player, not like you are thinking. So one way to balance that is to leave me alone. There are exceptional loners in the history of intelligence work. We aren’t all bad. I’m a horrible shot after 10 feet, and so I avoid anything requiring distance, it’s not my strong suit, but I practice and work at it because it’s a skill I need. I’m small: short and slight of build. I practice daily to make sure that my size doesn’t give me a reason to be defeated or underestimated. And I have an exceptional team, not like you are thinking though, that will put me in my place when needed. People I trust, that are outside this ship, that have no personal investment in what happens here. And though you would never know it, I do take the advice given me, even when it chafes. It doesn’t appear so because sometimes, there is no choice, but I always listen. It’s a skill needed to survive in the section. Be glad Intelligence got to you before the section did, Remmington.” At this point she would dare him to re-read her file. Read what he could actually get his hands on and do the research on his own. But that didn’t fall into the ‘persona.’ Because if he had he would see she was an exceptional loner, like many before her, but the official story made her out to be reckless and hot headed and irreverent, and she was. But her performance was nothing to look down on. Her successes, as they were, were impressive and certainly not those of someone as ill suited as ‘Casela’ appeared to be on paper. The truth was she didn’t always work with a team, but when she did, her team, those Star Fleet didn’t know about officially were exceptional. But that didn’t fit into the persona that the section wanted known about her.

“As for my sparing match with the XO, I am still the head counselor on board, and any therapy I might engage in with a patient is confidential.” And really that’s what it had ended up being. Ryder had had problems getting the old personalities of the previous hosts to be silent and it was causing him a lot of problems. Noa had been violent and the sparing match had put him to rest. “It’s hard to find someone who can challenge me in a fight, I’m lucky the XO is a skilled fighter. It’s nice to not have to rely on the holodeck. As for my ribs,” and here was the hot headed personality he had heard so much about, and it was practiced and flawless, “You are welcome to a sparing match at any time to see if I’m suffering.” And a flash of anger, personal anger, “As for foreplay, I wouldn’t know,” and she wouldn’t, “but I would hope, Mr. Remmington, that you are man enough if you ever came across someone who uses violence as true foreplay, you put them down. Otherwise you aren’t much of a man.” She had seen where adrenaline and fight or flight response had triggered passion, but that wasn’t true foreplay. It was an after affect, but it happened, and was a response to intense situations and that was what had happened in the holodeck, but at the moment, that is not what she’s talking about.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS (the men on this ship are going to make her jump out an airlock)

OOC: At least we aren’t chauvinists!! Lol!!

A corner of his mouth pulled up into a smirk. “Be careful what you wish for, Casela. You’ll find that I’m just as formidable an opponent as the Commander.”

A challenge? That made her grin slightly. “Any time Mr. Remmington. RTF trains starting at 1800 hours every day. And I have time I can schedule during the day if you feel you need more one on one attention. And Security and RTF will begin cross training next week. Feel free to join us.”

Sitting back in his chair, the CIO continued. “I’m not into the whole BDSM scene. Just not my thing, but if someone is, it’s not my concern. And therapy takes all sorts of forms. I agree with you 100% on that. It just usually doesn’t end with a kiss. Some people in the counseling field might consider a kiss at the end of a “therapy” session a bit unethical. But, hey, who am I to judge. You have your methods and if they get the desired results, who am I to question that.”

Casela sat back and looked at him. “It’s not mine either,” and she holds up a hand to stop any comment about her personality and perceptions. She’d lived with people making perceptions of what she let them see. She was fine with that, it’s part of her job. “I’m not talking about people who are consenting adults and engage in such activities.” She sighs waving her hand. “I’ve seen too much. What people do on their own is their own business as long as it’s consensual. But there are evil people out there, Icarus, who will torture others in such a way. As I said, I’ve seen too much in my time.”

She shakes her head, “No they don’t usually end that way, and that is why he’s been assigned elsewhere. There’s obviously a conflict of interest.”

He stood up and straightened his uniform. “Believe it or not when I say this, Lt. but I think you and I are going to get along and work just fine together.” There was no sarcasm or underlying tone in his comment, just truth. “I think we have each other figured out pretty well.”

He offered his right hand. “I really do look forward to working with you, Counselor.”

Remington (CIO)

Casela shook his hand. “I’ll agree with that assessment. I look forward to working with you as well, Icarus. They keep my schedule fairly full, in an effort to keep me out of trouble.” She actually laughs, but not out of humor, “But if I can help, as ships counselor, or for intel, just let me know. There’s plenty of room to work it in.”
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/RTF/S31