Posted by Ensign “Morning Bright” (Scientist) in “Morning Bright” checks in with mental hygiene. Tag Dr. Argona

Posted by Lieutenant Kadence Argona (Counselor) in “Morning Bright” checks in with mental hygiene. Tag Dr. Argona

Posted by Ensign “Morning Bright” (Scientist) in “Morning Bright” checks in with mental hygiene. Tag Dr. Argona
Keying the door chime, “Morning Bright” waited patently for the counselor to answer. He did not envy the person behind that door, his job was much easier. Examining the material culture and languages of past civilizations was buy far easier than untangling the sentient mind. Tho it was often useful to collaborate with the counseling department, being that the artifacts he worked with were produced buy minds not just hands or their equivalent.

Ensin “Morning Bright”

Kadence came around the corner just then and smiled. “Afternoon. Sorry I’m late. Someone needed my help.” She keyed the door open and invited him in. “Come on in and get comfortable. Can I offer you something to drink? Ensign Morning Bright, yes?” She was smiling and cordial like nothing was amiss.

“Morning Bright” eyed to woman for a second before moving so she could reach the door. “ Quite all right.” He said in a low rumble.

The room was sparsely, though tastefully, decorated. There was the usual clutter of PaDDs on her desk to the side and the table between the couch and chairs near the window had a tray on it with remnants of tea having been left suddenly and unexpectedly. It was to that tray that the woman had wandered to straight away to remove and take to the replicator counter.

The shelves were sparse but here and there were odd tidbits. From small framed holo pics, to an oddity of nicknacks. Twigs, stones, rocks, even broken jewelry littered the six or seven spots scattered over the four shelves as if she had tried to stretch the meager ‘decorations’ to make the shelves look full and useful.

Back by the door, she kicked off her small ankle boots and walked around in her stocking feet with an obvious comfort that made one think it was almost ritual.

Lt Kadence Argona
Counselor

Following the Counselor into her office, “Morning Bright” took in the room, eyeing the small bits of material culture on display, reminiscent of the contents of shamans medicine bag he thought. For most in his mind was how to fit his self into the space with out crowding the young officer. Fitting himself in to human scale architecture was often his greatest challenge as a member of starfleet.

Finding a place to stand, if not lay “Morning Bright” then saw to arranging his tail so the door would close. “I hope one of our crew mates wasn’t in crisis” said as way of small talk wile he wondered as to the meaning of the personal totems on display.

Ensin “Morning Bright”

“No, nothing serious. Old traumas rearing their ugly head in nightmares is all. She had a bad night and wanted to get it off her chest was all.” She moved back to the coffee table and picked up the small cluster of candles and set them in one of the vacant spots on the shelf. She then shoved the chair back against the wall and settled the coffee table back a bit from the couch and smiled. “I’m sorry it’s not overly comfortable,” she said, adding a couple of the chair cushions to it. “But it’s plenty sturdy to hold your weight and I’m sure much better than standing. I’ll also make note to add additional seating to fit you in the common room, mess hall and in here as well.” She smiled and motioned for the large man to make himself more comfortable. “How are your quarters? Have they made appropriate accommodations?” She smiled softly, “And please, be honest. I want you as comfortable as you can be. Not ‘sacrificing’ for the benefit of being a martyr. All right?”

Kadence
CNS