Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Deja Vu with the Counselor

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sharah Fayth (Medical) in Deja Vu with the Counselor
Sharah carefully dumped the water from the water bowl and refilled it, adding 1 ml of plant food to it before gently settling Hope’s basin back into the water bowl. She wondered how Dinui’s trees were doing. Her previous ship’s counselor and she had spent many long hours taking care of the 9 different plants. She’d even taken a few cooking classes from Dinui, the first attempts were dismal, but Sharah was getting better. Her focus was excellent, her cooking skills…not so much, but it was fun. And as Dinui always reminded her, that’s all that mattered. And as long as Sharah had a replicator cooking could just be for fun. She set the small tree down on the low central table. “Well smaller than on the Ark Angel, but I think I like it better,” she commented to the small tree. She picked up her PaDD as it beeped reminding her of her counseling appointment. She glanced down at the reminder, “Time to start over.” Or not…Cmdr Korczak? A shiver of apprehension travelled down her spine. She’d liked the man, but she wondered how he would deem her now, a year and a half, almost two years later. Would he find her improved? Would he even remember her with the number of cadets that paraded through his office?

Several minutes later, tugging her uniform straight, Sharah pressed the chime to Korczak’s office.

Lt jg Fayth, Med

The door slid open and the office on the other was unlike any area in the rest of the ship… But an almost exact mirror of the office on the Challenger when she first encountered the CNS Korczak.

It was lit in a more subdued manner than the rest of the ship, with the light coming from wall lamps rather than the typical overhead lighting. Multiple bookcases with glass enclosed shelves lined one wall, filled with copies and originals of many texts on many different subjects, and a quick glance would show multiple languages as well. The desk was set at an angle against the opposite wall to the door in the corner, allowing for a large open space in the middle. Here there was a couch and a few chairs, one of which sat in front of and facing away from the desk. A low table graced the middle of the area, and on it was a small bowl filled with softly glowing crystals that now cast soft multi-colored lights around the room.. Pictures hung on the walls, some were even old photographs. Each depicted either places, individuals, or groups of people, and many were in black and white.

Sharah stepped in and was inordinately pleased to find the space to be so familiar. Sharah had been in a lot of therapist offices during her life time, and Korczak’s was so unique. The feeling of the room seemed to clearly reflect the feeling of the man’s presence.

The Counselor was still wholly plain looking; in fact so nondescript that he almost blended in with the office. His voice, on the other hand, was as distinctive as ever.. “Hello again. It seems we are destined to get through at least one full check-in.” and he chuckled softly.

Korczak, CNS

Despite Sharah’s apprehension she smiled. She was aware that her apprehension was more a reflection of her own self judgement than, in this case, Korczak’s. “Cmdr Korczak, how have you been?” Compared to the last time he had seen her, there were still signs of strain present but she was also more confident than she had been on Challenger, and there would still be moments of apparent distraction.

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