USS Genesis
Side Sim - David's psyche evaluation
Posted by Ensign David Michaels (Science Officer) in Side Sim - David’s psyche evaluation
Shortly after his arrival back on the Genesis, David found himself heading to the Counselor’s office. It was a space he knew well, having been occupied previously by the man he had fell in love with. But things were different now, and he was expecting a much different outcome with this Counselor.Standing in front of the door to the office he rang the chime.
-Ensign David Michaels
“Ensign David Michaels,” a woman said walking up the hall to the man standing at the counselor’s door. There was no reason Micheals would know or recognize the woman. She was not dressed in the standard uniform of the ship but looked more like a security officer in a pair of what used to be camo-colored cargo pants and a matching shirt. Instead of the dark olives and greens, the material was covered in bright splotches of pinks, blues, and yellows. Her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that swayed slightly as she walked. “Oh my god, I am so sorry I am late. Lt. Vanessa Slade,” she extended her hand before realizing it was not just covered in paint splotches but also holding some sort of long weapon.
“Um Slade,” the man next to her let out a chuckle holding out a small rag. “How about we switch? You give me that and I will give you this.”
“Good plan,” she traded off and began wiping her hands for any bit of residual paint that had not already dried. “Okay, next week I need a lighter gun. That thing weighed so much it threw off my aim.”
“Sure it did,” the man walking beside her covered in far less paint smirked. “Same time,” Lt. Hicks hoised her weapon over his shoulder with a smirk.
“Of course,” she let out a laugh tucking a chuck on hair behind her ear. “See you, Hicks.” As Lt Hicks left Vanessa and Michaels at the door, she turned her attention to the science officer. “So you are here for your check-in,” she casually remarked as if nothing was out of the ordinary as she palmed the controls to her office opening the door.
As the door swung open, the room inside was decorated in blues and whites with numerous ferns dotting the room’s corners. A foosball table was sitting at the entrance along with a huge tapestry of Fenway park. There were also several areas to sit including two chairs by her desk, a couch, two armchairs, and a large white bean bag chair shaped like a baseball.
Vanessa Slade CNS