Posted by Ensign Kylie Brecker (Engineer) in CNS Office- Ensign’s Psych Eval

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vanessa Slade (CNS) in CNS Office- Ensign’s Psych Eval

Posted by Ensign Kylie Brecker (Engineer) in CNS Office- Ensign’s Psych Eval
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Kylie stepped off of the turbolift onto deck 8. The ensign walked around the corridor of the deck until she was able to find herself standing infront of the door to the Councilor’s office. Wasting little time the woman reached up and pressed the call button next to the door.
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

From inside the room there was the sound of loud clacks and clicks. From where Kylie was standing she might hear the sounds or possibly the muffled voices of two people that seemed to be yelling. The buzzing of the call button immediately silenced the yelling. A few seconds later the door opened.

“Slade you are mine the next time I am in here so prepare yourself,” a large man dressed in a security uniform replied exiting the room. He took several steps into the hall before stopping and looking back at the counselor’s office and Kylie at the door.

“Ensign,” he nodded and jerked his head toward Vanessa inside the room. “See you next week Lt,” he addressed Vanessa before leaving the space.

“Ensign Brecker,” Vanessa extended her hand, “come in come in,” she pushed some loose hair off her face. The counselor’s cheeks were blushed and she seemed to b breathing a bit faster. Gesturing to the room, Vanessa took a step out of the doorway so Kylie could enter.

Slade CNS

Kylie blinked giving a nod to him and adressing him by his rank as he had done her. She raised an eyebrow and stands in the doorwat for a few moments more. “If this is a bad time I can come back in a few hours…” she shook her head as the Lt. offered her hand, Kylie reached and grasped Slades hand firmly. When she stepped inside she just looked like she was at a loss for words at least a little bit. “Did I intrupt something?” She asked two ideas of what could have been happening formed in her head.
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

“No not at all,” Vanessa sucked one of her knuckles and then shook out her hand. “It just got a bit physical in here but it tends to happen with the security types.” Gesturing with her head over to the Foose ball table in the corner, she let out a laugh. You would think that game is safe but your knuckles can sure take a beating if you are not careful. Can I get you something to drink,” she motioned for Kylie to take a seat in the room. There were a lot of options and depending on what Brecker choose would key Slade into her personality. There were the two chairs facing her desk, two recliner-like chairs, and a couch.

Standing at the replicator, Vanessa ordered herself a coffee and waited to see what Brecker wanted if anything.

Vanessa Slade CNS

The ensign looked a little relieved, she stepped further into the room and took in her surroundings. She looked thoughtful for just a moment before she spoke. “Coffee, black would be nice, thank you.” The ensign gravitated towards the desk, and sat in one of the chairs facing it. She felt that it was only right. She saght straight and placed her hands into her lap. She kept her head turned at an angle that allowed her to keep the councilor in bsight, not wishing to be rude. “I’ve seen the game played… but I admit I dont understand its purpose.... or function.” She said somewhat honestly as she indicated the same table as she had earlier.
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

Vanessa moved to her desk and sat down handing the Ensign her coffee. “Well, the purpose is to have fun and to win. The function is to give some people something to do as they talk. It’s the equivalent of a kid’s spinner or fidget. A colleague of mine named Heathcliff Rinker was the one that inspired me to use it. He was treating a kiddo once who had zero interest in therapy. So instead of just sitting and staring at her for an hour he did a modified take on play therapy and kept throwing a ball at her. The physical nature of tossing the ball took the tension off and subliminally encouraged a back-and-forth exchange. The foosball table serves the same purpose. Sometimes people come in and are not ready to talk but really don’t want to leave.” Vanessa took a sip of her coffee and leaned back in her chair. This was a simple check-in and meant to get to know each other so Vanessa started off as casually as possible.

“So how was your trip over? No headaches I hope?”

Vanessa Slade CNS