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CNS' Office - The Science of a Stable Mind

Posted Dec. 12, 2021, 12:06 p.m. by Lieutenant Visrian Parr (Science Officer) (Trin S)

Posted by Lieutenant Visrian Parr (Science Officer) in CNS’ Office - The Science of a Stable Mind

Posted by Lieutenant Patrick ‘Paddy’ McMillan (CNS) in CNS’ Office - The Science of a Stable Mind

Posted by Lieutenant Visrian Parr (Chief Science Officer) in CNS’ Office - The Science of a Stable Mind
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Visrian slipped from the turbolift, armed with a deadpan cast that effectively masked the chagrinned smile bubbling beneath. She hadn’t meant to put it off this long. But with the staff meetings and the cataloguing and the oh-so-necessary systems analyses—maybe it was her intention. Maybe her subconscious was combating a fear she didn’t know she had. Maybe… Visrian pushed it down, knowing it would only strand her in a bottomless pit she couldn’t claw her way out of. Blinking the thought away, Visrian shook her head and marched up the counsellor’s nook. Before her mind could protest, she flung her finger to the chime and stepped back. Checkmate.

—Visrian Parr, Science

bump 12.08.2021 :)

OOC: Sorry, times getting away from me lately!

‘It’s open,’ came the voice of the Asimov’s Counsellor, Lieutenant Patrick McMillan. When the doors parted, Lieutenant Parr was greeted with a warm grin and a quick, ‘Ahh, our new resident scientist, welcome aboard. Can I get you anything?’

-Lieutenant Patrick McMillan: Counsellor-

OOC: No worries!
IC:

Visrian tore her gaze from interlocked fingers to McMillian, “much appreciated, Counsellor.” A slight smile dismissed her ambivalence as she slipped into his office and promptly found her way to an open seat. “No,” Parr’s voice was terser than she intended, “I’m all right. Thank you.”

— Visrian Parr

“If you’re sure,” Paddy replied with a smile, before replicating himself his third Irish Coffee of the day, “How are you finding your time aboard the Asimov so far, Lieutenant?”

-Lieutenant Patrick McMillan: Counsellor-

Mirth played across Visrian’s otherwise stolid features as McMillan toyed with the replicator. “How many of those have you had, Counsellor?” She waved a hand at the Irish Coffee, referencing in part his curiously chipper disposition.

Asimov is smaller than I anticipated,” Visrian admitted, “but I hope that means I’ll get to know my coworkers beyond their rank and some variant of their name.”

— Visrian Parr, Scientist

bump!


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