Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jessica Teller (XO) in CNS officer What does a sponser really do

Posted by Lieutenant Nathan Harland (Counselor) in CNS officer What does a sponser really do

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jessica Teller (XO) in CNS officer What does a sponser really do
Java Bilbringi stood at the psychiatry’s door. She had no clue why sickbay sent her to the counseling chief. It was not like she had a problem and even if she did, the old joke of medical had a hypo for everything wasn’t that far off base. Unfortunately Java felt like a ping pong ball right now. A month ago she was on medical’s radar. Three weeks ago Ensign Touskoulis, or who she called crazy hair man, claimed she was not counseling’s issue and sent her back to medical. That dropped her on Ensign Harland’s radar who never let her butt hit the biobed before she sent to women back to counseling this time with a referral to the big man himself. Lt. Nathan No nonsense Harland. Java debated if this was something nice on Chloe’s behalf or a way to end this insane ordeal. Either way she was here now and needed to get this over with. Ringing the chime she waited to be allowed inside the office.

Java Bilbringi

“Enter Java.” Nathan said, alerting her he was very much ready for their appointment. If he had predicted wrong that it was her showing up he might have looked foolish, but he suspected she was going to try and get this over with as quickly as possible. Almost everyone that was referred to him wanted to, wham bam thank you ma’am psychiatry. It never worked that way, but they always assumed it would.

Harland, CNS

Entering the room she was rather shocked at the interior. She had thought that it would be more austere but the bank of greenery behind the couch and the two potted plants gave it a softer feel. It was probably the influence of his wife. Stepping down the small set of stairs as she entered the office, Java ran her fingers over a few blades testing the texture. “You have real plants,” she cocked an eyebrow at him. “You don’t seem the type.”

“I hear it humanizes me… plus my wife enjoys things that are real so I keep life plants” he said as he motioned for her to begin her way down the steps.

Moving to the couch she sat down and took a long sig of coffee from the cup in her left hand. With enough cream and sugar it was tolerable but not as good as the coffee in science’s lobby. those people knew how to pick and grow a coffee bean but then again they were sciences. The small counseling symbol imprinted on the paper sleeve showed it was the generic brew offered in the lobby. “Oh and for the record, my name is not Ja..va. It is Ja..vay…uh,” she corrected him.

Java Bilbringi

Nathan stared at the woman for a second as he rolled his eyes. “Sure, Javay it is… how can I help you today?” He asked her as he crossed his legs as he waited for her to begin.

Harland, CNS