Posted by Ensign Chloe Harland (Nurse) in Counseling Office - Nathan’s check in - one year ago

Posted by Civilian Aedan Teller (Owner/CEO of OMAP Industries) in Counseling Office - Nathan’s check in - one year ago

Posted by Ensign Chloe Harland (Nurse) in Counseling Office - Nathan’s check in - one year ago
Sabrine Phillips leaned back in her chair letting out a deep sigh as she watched the clock tick out the minutes to her next patient. Normally she did not feel hesitation or anxiety before a session but this was no ordinary patient. Reaching across her desk, she picked up a PaDD to review the facts once again to be sure she was prepared. Scrolling past the basics of his height, weight, and age, she paused taking in his image. He was not only easy on the eyes, his eyes had a gaze you got lost in even in a photograph. They had a penetrating stare that felt almost telepathic. Glancing up at his race, her brow furrowed slightly re-reading that he was again human and not a telepathic race like the Betazed, Vulcans, or Ulians.

Moving to the next page she glanced at his service record. It was not linear but scattered with periods as an officer a civilian, and officer again. This explained why he was only a Lieutenant at thirty-three years of age. “So ask why the back and forth and if he ever found satisfaction with either,” Sabrine jotted down another possible question to ask on a second PaDD next to her coffee cup. Dropping the stylus with a clink, she scrolled to next page which contained all his personal information. The estrangement from his wife was easily understood given that his daughter had died only a few months ago. The death of a child was a major cause for divorce but not often when a person had other children in the home. Writing down a few notes, she circled them with her stylus. Hopefully, he would volunteer the information needed and not make her press him for responses. If he didn’t, it would be her job to ask them.

Standing up she reached her hands above her head stretching first to the left and to the right. It was not that she was stiff, but more to work out the tension building between her shoulders. As the acting chief counselor, it fell to Lt. Phillips to check-in Lt. Harland. The stress came from her having to decide if her new boss was mentally competent to get to work. If she found Lt. Harland unfit for duty, he would probably resent her which was a heck of a way to meet your new superior. If she found he was unfit for duty and claimed he was, she could lose her license. Either option was a lose-lose situation for her. “Please don’t be bat butt crazy,” she said as a soft prayer looking at the clock as she waited for the chime of the door to signal his arrival.

Lt. Sabrine Phillips, counselor
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Nathan hated the fact that Starfleet had insisted he have his own check in before joining the Outpost. It was a condition of the transfer to make certain he wasn’t himself out of his mind. The sorry was a fair concern giving all that had occurred, but he wasn’t willing to admit that. He had a suspension his father had pushed for this when he learned of the transfer. Despite being civilian in his work he had to handle so many duties where he worked with Starfleet on a private basis in his practice. This allowed him some pull despite the lack of pips he carried.

Still, Nathan reminded himself he was doing this for his family. Getting them to agree to be on the ship was vital to getting them back in his life. Chloe wanted a position that didn’t have chances of danger as well being docked at one location all the time, an outpost was as close as you could get without finding a gig planet side.

Pausing as he got to the door he felt an almost involuntary eye roll as he chimed to enter. “Please don’t be bat butt crazy.” He said to himself as he waited for the reply to let him in.

Harland, CNS

Sabrine paused and stared at the door with deer in the headlight look. The second set of chimes popped her back into reality. “Cuh,” she started before quickly sitting down instead of standing up. “Enter,” she altered her reply straightening her shoulders and sitting upright in her chair. The room was more austere than cozy with little personal effects on display. The only decorations in the room were a vase of flowers on a small table to the right and a photograph of her and what could presumably be her parents next to it. A large poster that read “Some of the most comforting words in the universe are ‘me too.’ That moment when you find out that your struggle is also someone else’s struggle, that you’re not alone, and that others have been down the same road.” – Unknown with a group of people sitting around a campfire.

“Please take a seat,” she gestured to one of the seats facing her desk. “Can I get you something to drink? Are you a coffee or tea man,” she asked standing up and moving to the small unit on the wall.

Sabrine Phillips

“Nope, not needed,” Nathan said as he handed Sabrine a PaDD as he sat down across from her. “That’s my evaluation I performed on myself, need anecdotes and such… I added your notes about how you found me charming, and a little personal background on how you wish you could be like me but couldn’t perform at a level at…” Nathan paused as he took a moment to remember all he wrote.

”…at IUP… quant university as it is. I really just need you to sign this, it has some blanks fill in what you want and I can be about my way,” Nathan said as he smiled as he sat down as he looked up waiting for something from Sabrine. She wasn’t moving which perplexed him for a moment as he seemed to click what was missing. “I’ll have a rum and coke, or if you can’t do that maybe just a Russian coffee… something hard I didn’t sleep well need a pick me up,” he added, remembering her question regarding a drink.

Harland, CNS