USS Wolverine
Presim - Acadia checks in with the Counselor
The dark haired woman, all five foot eight inches of her, walked towards the Counselor’s office with a bit of a sigh on her lips. The last thing she wanted was to bare her soul to some stranger about her whys and wherefores of her past. She was here, and was going to work. That was all there was to it. She headed for the office and steeled herself for the onslaught of smiling and ‘roundabout’ questions that will leave a bad taste in her mouth. All she wanted to do was go to work.
Lt JG Acadia LeBlanc
Engineer