USS Saracen
Clearing Mental Cobwebs (Tag CNS)
Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Clearing Mental Cobwebs (Tag CNS)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Security) in Clearing Mental Cobwebs (Tag CNS)
Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Clearing Mental Cobwebs (Tag CNS)
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Breena made the appointment with the new CNS as soon as a schedule was opened up after her arrival. Breena was sure the officer had a lot to do, so she took an appointment a few days out. Never one to avoid such things Breena arrived a few minutes early and took a seat, waiting for the counselor to call her.Atoded, CoS
By this time Shaleah only had one or two errant boxes to deal with but they could wait until the first appointment of her day was over. Stepping out of her office, she smiled at Breena.
“Hi. Looks like you’re up first. Would you like to come in for coffee and a chat?” she asked.
-Sheleah, CNS/DO
Brenna stood up with a smile. “I would love to.” She held out her hand, “Lt Cmdr Brenna Atoded.” Brenna was average in height, slender, fit, and long hair pulled back in a braid, and the all black eyes indicative of her Betazoid heritage. “I know you’ve only just arrived, but I hate putting off appointments.”
Atoded, CoS
Sheleah ushered their way into the office and set about making coffee.
“You know, I’m the same way, when life doesn’t get in the way that is. Are you a new arrival also?” she asked.
The office was small but fairly well appointed. Most of the chairs were comfortable and Sheleah’s small plant had actually survived the trip. On one corner of her desk was a holo-cube that showed pictures of various backgrounds interspersed with a live feed from her quarters so that she could keep an eye on Rex. She had thought to bring him to the office but that might be too much too soon.
- Sheleah, CNS/DO
Brenna looked around the space, it was cozy, she liked it. “I am. I’ve only been here a week.” Brenna took a seat in one of the chairs, brushing her braid back over her shoulder. Her gaze traveled to the holocube where she watched a moment before asking, “Is that an Ocelot?”
Atoded, CoS