Posted by Ensign Juliet Anders (Security Officer /RTF) in Side Sim - Is my head on straight? Juliet with CNS
Juliet sighed. This was the part she hated the most.

Medical was easy. “Yes, I’m fine. No I’m not in any current pain or discomfort. No nothing has changed since my departure from my last duty station. Thank you, can I go now?”
Checking in with her Supervisor was easy. “Yes, Sir, I am not going to cause any trouble. No, Sir, it won’t happen again. No, Sir, I don’t need additional warnings. Yes, Sir, can I go now?”
Even checking in with Security wouldn’t be half bad. “Yes, Sir. I’m aware I am not longer a Lieutenant with supervisory clearances. No, Sir, I won’t be trying anything funny or trying to get where I shouldn’t. Yes, Sir, I will behave. Can I go now?”

But Counselors. They were different. Different environments, people, questions, even their manners. Would this one try and play the best friend you can count on me card or the I’m here if you need me but I’m not going to make it easy for you? Or perhaps they will simply look at her, shake their head and tolerate her as a lost cause they were sacked with. That was the problem… one never knew.

Juliet arrived on the deck and stepped free of the turbo lift. Her hand rose to brush an errant strand of jet black hair behind her ear as eyes of crystalline blue gazed around. Slowly she stepped up to the receptionist desk and tugged down the front of her impeccable tunic top. One she she hadn’t lost, her ability to maintain an inspection ready uniform no matter where she went. “Lieu.. Ensign Anders here to do boarding check in.” She still slipped now an then. Hard to say ‘Ensign’ again after having been a Lieutenant for a few years. She was still adjusting. And still turned her head when someone called out to a Lieutenant in her vicinity.

She stood, half at parade rest, waiting to hear how long her wait would be till she had to play ‘nice and well adjusted’.

Ensign Juliet Anders
Security

Crewman Dean looked up and did a double take. His eyes widened slightly but his professional on duty mask stayed in place. “Yes En. Anders. I have you here. Would you like anything to drink or eat? The trip out to Leviathan is always long and those transports, well their environmental controls were always too warm for me, making me sleepy. XO told me once they do that on purpose.” Dean wasn’t making chit chat, simply talking. It was part of his job to help pass the time for those waiting, but he tried to be genuine about it. While doing that he paged En Watkins.

Just a few brief moments later En Watkins came around the corner. She was wearing her standard uniform looking professional and crisp. Her brown hair pulled back in a a tight bun. She took one look at Anders and thanked her training for keeping her from stopping and her jaw hitting the floor. Except for the eyes....did the Lt know about this?

“En Anders. Welcome to Leviathan. If you’ll come this way to my office we’ll get started.” Watkins went over what she had read of Anders file, and it wasn’t all that different from anyone else, but now that she’d seen her, the similarities to the Lt were bizarre, and that was saying something for Leviathan. Once in her office she waved to a seat. Her office had a desk in a corner and a choice of a chair or a larger two seater. Some people liked more room. But the Lt was very clear on this point. Coddling and hand holding were not for the office. There were other rooms on the deck for that. The office was for fitness for duty evals and consultations. Making such a distinction was important for the amount and types of work they did on Leviathan. “Alright En. So you are here for an onboarding. Which means we aren’t going to delve into your psyche today. You’re here to make sure you are mentally fit for duty. So tell me, how did you end up here? By choice, by orders, or by the lesser of two evils?”
En Watkins, counselor