Seeing psych before medical wasn’t the best choice she could have made. The woman outside of the Counselor’s office had set her off and she wasn’t sure why. Even now, she wondered how the woman knew things that weren’t in her records. Sure, the Head Counselor would see she was Betazoid, and would know that only Medical and the CO would know. Sure, they would see Arur wasn’t her birth name. But they wouldn’t see her real name, or her service record or her past. Her childhood records were sealed a buried. A necessary evil in Spec Ops. Since she had changed her name at 18, she hadn’t had to change it again when she joined the Elite.

So how had that woman come to be thinking of her childhood name? And more over, what nerve did she had claiming to be her cousin. She had no family! If she had, they would have found her. Even the orphanage staff had told her as much. Over and over till she had realized it was true. No one was left. No one was coming for her. So why here, why now?

She was so distracted that she hadn’t even realized she was in Medical till the door whooshed shut behind her and the bustle of the place hit her senses. She glanced around for the first person to catch her eye. “I’m here for my boarding physical.” She stated it simply guessing that whoever the NE was, they would know who she had to see and point her in the right direction.

Ensign Juliet Anders
Security