Séan was in his quarters tidying things up. Clothes were going through the laundry, plates and silverware getting recycled in the replicator, and various knick knacks went back into their neatly arranged places. He was normally a very tidy person but the sheer stress and workload of working as a counselor on Oed was mind boggling. How the staff, Mika especially, kept things afloat before he arrived to share the load was beyond him. Not that he swooped in to save the day or anything, but he’d done a rotation at Starfleet Medical and even it wasn’t this busy. He sighed to himself as he placed the picture of his mom and dad by the terminal on his desk.

Counselor Iven