Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Counselling Centre - Cobb comes to meet Gen

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Counselling Centre - Cobb comes to meet Gen

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Counselling Centre - Cobb comes to meet Gen
As Cobb followed Synthi-er out of the turbolift and along the corridor that led to the Counselling Centre, she might have noticed him lagging behind somewhat, like a small child on their way to school. He’d avoided this deck until now, for several reasons. One, he’d considered this very much the Counselor’s domain and had no desire for a discussion on how the colour of the walls aided one with achieving zen-like peace, or how the scatter cushions on every single bloody seat were strategically placed to invite an atmosphere of tranquility and openness. And two, he’d been making every effort that he could to distract Synthi-er from the fact that he hadn’t yet allowed her to rummage amongst the debris of his thoughts as part of his damned psyche assessment!

And now, because clearly the gods felt that wasn’t nearly enough discomfort for Zachariah to face, he had to come and talk to the child. Not that he had any issues with this particular child…yet. But when he couldn’t preface a meeting with a few measures of whiskey then he usually found his conversational skills…lacking. But, duty was duty and he had pledged to Casela that he would protect Gen from harm. He just hoped the child wasn’t going to be a bloody pain in the ass about it.

• Captain (and grumpy old sod) Zachariah Cobb

Casela did notice Zachariah slowing down and so she simply slowed her own pace to match. Reigning back her own urgency to get back to make sure Gen was still where she had left her, and unharmed. Most people avoided the counseling deck. She hadn’t take the time to change it from it’s previous incarnation. There were no throw pillows out here though. It was more like the lounge. Tables and chairs around the lobby. Gen had been busy playing with puzzles and painting and so those things were scattered around the lobby. There were comfortable chairs, but no frilly-girrly stuff. Casela couldn’t stand it. Now the mediation rooms down the right hand corridor, those she had taken a lot of time with. She glanced over at the CO. “Oh so you know, you’ve already been cleared for your ‘psych’ evaluation. They aren’t that hard or complicated to do. I can do it with a 5 minute conversation on the go. So don’t worry, I’m not going to trick you into staying down here.” She grinned. She didn’t need to read his mind to know that he was concerned about that.

His relief was palpable, even for those who lack the ability to read minds. Although almost as quickly it was replaced by a nervous curiosity as Cobb wondered exactly which interaction of theirs she had used to determine his mental state. Their first meeting, when she woke him from a drunken stupor? Or their last, when they had talked about the war. And the loss of his son.

She entered the main lobby and looked around. “Gen?” Her mind reached out as well for the girl, Gen, Captain Cobb would like to met you. Is that okay?

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Ah…hello, Gen,” Cobb called out into the room, as gently as a bear of a man such as he could manage. “I just thought we could have a little chat, if you don’t mind?”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb

In the corner of the room some chairs had been organised with some throws over it to have created a small fort like structure in which Gen sat with a puzzle and twisted it. She looked up and raised her eyebrows. ”Hello Captain…” she said calmly.

Gen