Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in Ensign Ashlyn Trenton: On Boarding Psyche Evaluation

Posted by Lieutenant Siennadye Nox (Counselor) in Ensign Ashlyn Trenton: On Boarding Psyche Evaluation

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

Trenton entered the office and immediately began taking notes of her observations from around the office, noting details of selected art, furniture choices, the fact that the counselor was in a chair rather than her desk. Each aspect a part of her whole, and Ashlyn didn’t care, the careful observation was mostly an attempt to find the cat and the goatee so she would have a reason to burst out laughing. Instead all she was was a ball of nervous energy, no, not nervous, but a ball of energy. After being satisfied that she kept up her appearances that she was being suspicious of her surroundings, she requested a large bottle of water from the replicator and moved over to the chair. Rather than sit in the chair across from the counselor, she moved so that she could stand behind it comfortably. Clearly not one to sit if it can be helped, she would look almost child-like sitting in these chairs given her size.

Ashlyn opened the bottle of water and took a long drink from it, sighed contentedly, then put the cap back onto it. “Hello Counselor Nox, I’m looking forward to working with you during my stay on the Europa.” That felt as stiff as it sounded, too forced to be genuine which makes Ashlyn wince. “Sorry, that felt less genuine than I intended. I am interested in working with you, but right now I have an urge for motion and I just want to…move. Run, jump, dive and climb, it’s been more than a week since the last time I could do Parkour and it’s making me feel…stagnant.” The young ensign rubs her legs and groans before taking another long drink of water. “I really do love Parkour, it’s such a great feeling, difficult to describe. You know, on my way here, I actually learned to write holodeck programs so I could improve on Trenton Park. I think you would appreciate the artistic vision of the city.” Ashlyn moves around the office to analyse the Counselor’s art pieces, “Perhaps not the aesthetic or color scheme, but certainly the effort and vibrancy of it.” Trenton gave Nox a long look as she moved back to her spot behind the chair. “You should come once the program is up and running. Maybe not for the Parkour itself unless you really want to, but certainly just to get a feel for the kind of creativity I can put out there. Maybe even to see how the activity affects me and my emotional state if you’re into that kind of thing.”

Siennadye watched the young person as they moved and spoke. Sometimes being silent was the best thing a counselor could do. In the silence, much can happen as evidenced by Ashlyn’s constant motion and speech. She watched as the ensign wandered around her office, taking in the art that had been used to decorate the space and then move back to her defensible position behind the chair. Even if Sienna had not been a half Betazoid and telepathic and empathic, she would have known the ensign to be full of nervous energy. Was that her natural state of being however? Only time would tell perhaps. Finally, she decided to respond to the unspoken question with her normal genuine honesty, “I think I should be delighted to see your holodeck program when it is up and running.”

Ashlyn takes another long pull of water before continuing to pace around. “You know, I’m actually mildly disappointed you didn’t have the goatee and Persian cat. That would have been funny, and I could use the laugh.”

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

She watched Trenton pace the room again and lifted a brow at the image described. “I don’t think I would look good with facial hair and though Persians are lovely cats, I don’t know that I want one while I am here in this Universe.”

She stood. “Well then, I think I have an idea. Shall we go to the holodeck now?”

Nox, CNS