Posted May 5, 2020, 10:50 p.m. by Cadet Hayley Marshall (Doctor) (Amie Genest)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Counsellors Office - Cadet Marshall check in
Posted by Cadet Hayley Marshall (Doctor) in Counsellors Office - Cadet Marshall check in
Cadet Marshall glanced at her timepiece as she walked past the office door for the third time, wishing, again for the third time, that she had her brother’s much more relaxed temperament. Perhaps then she would have been reading in her quarters rather than pacing the corridor fifteen minutes early for her appointment. Jacob never took anything seriously and yet, somehow, he still managed to be the top of his class and the family paragon. Hayley shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. “Never mind” she mused, “It’s not like I really had any interest in the family business. It just would have been nice to have my presence in the family acknowledged once in awhile.” Hayley was sick and tired of being invisible. It was safe, but incredibly boring.
Thinking back, she realized that the day she told her parents she was joining Starfleet was probably the first time they actually seemed to see her. Glancing at her timepiece, Hayley suddenly realized she had been standing in front of the office door, lost in thought, for at least ten minutes. “Well, here goes,” she thought as she pressed the door chime.The doors slid open silently. The office on the other side of the door was unlike any area in the rest of the ship. It was lit in a more subdued manner than the rest of the ship, with the light coming from wall lamps rather than the typical overhead lighting. Multiple bookcases with glass enclosed shelves lined one wall, filled with copies and originals of many texts on many different subjects, and a quick glance would show multiple languages as well. The desk was set at an angle against the opposite wall to the door in the corner, allowing for a large open space in the middle. Here there was a couch and a few chairs, one of which sat in front of and facing away from the desk. Pictures hung on the walls, some were even old photographs. Each depicted either places, individuals, or groups of people, and many were in black and white.
The Counselor was wholly plain looking; in fact so nondescript that he almost blended in with the office. His voice, on the other hand, was distinctive. “Hello. I am Lieutenant Commander Korczak. Please come in, Doctor Marshall. I trust your trip to the ship was uneventful?” The man had a most unusual accent, as if two wholly unrelated accents were vying for control. Even with that, his speech was clear and articulate; with crisp pronunciation and diction. The only other noticeable fact of the man were the glasses perched on his nose… actual glasses.
Korczak, CNS
As Cadet Marshall stepped into the room, much of the tension obvious in her manner drained away. She couldn’t resist doing quick survey of the bookshelves and photos as she entered and soon had a soft smile on her face. In the few moments between entering the room and approaching the desk her demeanor had gone from visibly frazzled to calm and centered. “Your office is lovely.” she remarked and then realized she hadn’t answered his question. “And yes, the trip was uneventful, thank you for asking.” she added quickly.
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