Posted by Lieutenant Trevor Michaels (Counselor) in Pre Sim - Trying to find herself again (CNS)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Pre Sim - Trying to find herself again (CNS)

The night had been a rough one. Between nightmares of being controlled and killing Ric, and waking up crying only to find him alive and holding her, Xandra hadn’t slept much. She and Ric had finally discussed things and she’d agreed to counseling. Sure, she had been ordered to by both him, the Captain and the Doc. But No one had pressed it. She guessed it had been Ric’s doing. He knew she would eventually volunteer. And till she did, going to see the Counselor wouldn’t be productive.

Now, she stood outside the Counselor’s office, her hand coming back to her side after palming the chime. She knew she had to do something. Two times she had succumbed to mind control. She didn’t consider herself weak minded… but…

A shaky breath was inhaled and released as she shoved the thoughts behind her and murmured, “You aren’t a Counselor, Xan… don’t try and diagnose yourself. You’re already crazy enough as it is.”

Lt Alexandra Primage
“Little Sehlat”/Pilot
Red Squad Ldr

Trevor stepped up to the door to open it up. “How’s it going?” The Counselor asked as he led Alex to his office. “I’ve read over your file after the recent mission, why don’t you tell me what happened.” The Lieutenant said, pointing to an empty arm chair in front of his desk.

CNS

Ric

That’s what went thru her mind as the Counselor opened the door and invited her in with the greeting he did. Ric must have left him a message to expect her this morning. She was going to contemplate whether that was a good or bad thing and decided to brush it out of her mind. She was here as she promised, so it made no never mind one way or the other, anyway.

Shaking her head with a smile, Xandra recovered quickly and stepped inside. “I would say ‘ok’ but I’d be lieing. Though I guess that’s why I am here, isn’t it?” Moving to the armchair he had indicated. “Well either I have a weak mind that is so easily overtaken I am a magnet for mind control. The other option is my mind is so strong, I attract them anyway. So it seems I’m screwed either way.” Her final words punctuated by the heavy thud her backside hitting the chair as she all but collapses in it. “Oh yeah, and I almost killed my supervisor who is also my lover. Other than that… I’m just peachy.”

The final words were punctuated with a bit more acidity than she planned but she didn’t apologize. This wasn’t the time to be waffling about etiquette. She was mad and scared all at once. And mad was an easier emotion to deal with.

Xandra
Pilot