Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in Ensign Ashlyn Trenton: On Boarding Psyche Evaluation
The physical had been mostly okay, there were some rather invasive questions regarding the requested medications but all of it was smoothed over rather easily. The next stop was the one Trenton had the most trouble with every time, the Counselor. Each one always starts off eager and ready to help in any way they can, then they request to see the records kept by Starfleet Intelligence, then they back off and try to focus on most of the other problems. So this time, Trenton decided to skip the change and just requested her previous Counselor to transfer the files in question to this one so they would already have the hang-ups this will cause. It’s easier to deal with it from the start rather than build trust and have it suddenly vanish without explanation. Ashlyn stood at the door, facing it as if it was the prelude to an executioner and she was trying to keep her calm. Her ‘conference’ was actively planning out the worst of possibilities, as usual, her worst habit by far.

Trenton of course had to remind herself that the Counselor was a Betazoid like her friend Sharah and could probably hear the noise of the Conference just as much. So of course she’s going to ask about all these silly conspiracy theories about herself. Theories ranging from as mundane as constantly asking ‘how does that make you feel’ while making grocery lists and silly art to ideas as extreme as the Counselor using her position to subjugate the lesser minds of these Starfleet imbeciles so she can take over the universe! Okay, that’s not going to happen but the thought put Ashlyn at ease enough to get going. However, if the door opened and she had a Persian cat and evil goatee, she would have to walk away. After coming to terms with herself, Trenton reached out and activated the chime for the office, all the while thinking to herself ‘Please don’t be a stereotype villain, I am not going to be able to hold it together’.

When the door opens, Trenton steps in with her neutral mask in place. “Ensign Ashlyn Trenton, Reporting for Onboarding Psychological Evaluation.”

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

The doors opened with an office broken up into two sections. The first and most immediate upon walking into the doorway was the official desk space. Her desk was uncluttered, with only a few PaDD’s on its surface. A lovely watercolor print of two people dancing sat on the wall behind the desk. It had been created by the counselor sometime in the last year… a part of her own therapy perhaps? Sienna was not sitting there though.

The other side, a little angled away from the desk area, was a sitting area with nice size window looking out into space. In front of the window was a cozy looking warm dark green couch with low coffee table and two cozy matching chairs opposite. The warm wood table had a tray of coffee for herself but she left the replicator exposed beside the couch for Ashlyn if she wished to have some refreshment. Someone with hyper-vigilance might be unlikely to drink from already prepared nourishment. Two rather long planters of flowers sat on the wide windowsill between the window and couch. A multi colored glass shard mobile hung in the corner beside a series of floating shelves. On the shelves, she had a set of real books and a statue of the USS Korolev.

Sienna smiled and stood as the newest crewman of the USS Europa entered her office. Her smile was kind and genuine. She loved meeting all of her patients for the first time. There was something unique in every one and Sienna enjoyed getting to know them all. She had a hot cup of coffee in one hand and had been sitting on the right side of the couch nearest the glass mobile. She didn’t always have her appointments in her office, but had a feeling the Ensign would have a hard time with anything unconventional at the start of their counselor/patient relationship. “Good afternoon Ensign Trenton. Come in, get yourself something to drink if you like and have a seat.”

Nox, CNS