Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Counsellor’s Office - Daizi checks in

Posted by Ensign Daizi Orin (Scientist) in Counsellor’s Office - Daizi checks in

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Counsellor’s Office - Daizi checks in
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Daizi arrived outside the counsellors office in good time for her introductory session. After such a busy start to her posting aboard the Leviathan, she was looking forward to meeting her new counsellor and starting to work through some of her issues that had come to the fore since her arrival.

She had quite often sought out the counsellors at the Academy and also at Starfleet Medical during her brief posting there, and had always found the sessions to be of great benefit, helping to sooth her mind and spirit, and work through her troubles in a safe and calm space.

She hit the door chime and waited to enter, eager for what she was sure would be the first of many beneficial sessions.....

Ensign Daizi Orin - Scientist

En Watkins opened the door to her office. “Welcome! I’m En Watkins and I will be handling your onboarding today. Please come in and have a seat.” Watkins’ office was super comfortable, indulgent really, and soft lighting. “Drink or food?” She bustled around getting herself an apple juice and grabbing a PaDD with Daizi’s service record on it.
En Watkins, counselor

“Oh. Errr.” Daizi checked the name plate on the door again.

“Errr Apologies Counselor, I seem to have gotten myself turned around again. I’m meant to report to a Lt Synthi-er for a boarding evaluation?”

Daizi held up her PaDD for the Counselor to see, the appointment did indeed state that she was due to see Lt Synthi-er specifically, with a file attachment marked ‘eyes only’ for the Lieutenant attached to the appointment.

“Errr.....Could you point me in the right direction please? I’d hate to be late for another appointment....”

Ensign Daizi Orin - Scientist

“Oh you aren’t late or in the wrong place, ensign. Lt. Synthi-er is scheduled for surgery tomorrow and she is off duty today.” Watkins took the PaDD and not for the first time on this boat she saw the ‘eyes only’ marking. She didn’t sigh out loud, that would probably make the ensign even more nervous than she already was. She ushered the young woman into the office anyway. She turned and looked at Dean, the counseling administrator and nodded. She turned back into Lt. Synthi-er’s office. “Let me get you something to drink ensign while we wait for Lt. Synthi-er to get here.” She walked over to the replicator and returned with a drink for the young ensign. “Now, while we wait, how are you settling in? Anything we can do to help the process?”

“Errr I’m fine thank you. Thank you for the glass of water.”

Outside Dean sighed. The Lt was right, they needed more than just herself with higher level security clearances. With all her duties so many people had to wait to see someone. Ziecast was the closest. He had a higher level than the rest of the staff, but most of the time it still wasn’t enough. Dean shook his head. It was a good possibility that he’d call the Lt down here and she’d cancel her surgery for the next day. But there was no one else to call in her place. =^=Dead to Synthi-er. We have an officer down here with one of those only you can see it files. I’m really sorry, Lt.=^=

=^=On my way Dean. Don’t worry about it.=^= Longer than normal Casela appeared on the counseling deck. Dean handed her a large cup of coffee as she passed his desk. “Hey keep this up Dean, and I’ll get to avoid going under Dr. Knox’s knife,” she grinned at him. On a ship like Leviathan things like this couldn’t be avoided, they all knew that. But Dean shook his head and put a hand on her arm. “I don’t think so Lt. As of Gamma shift tonight, I don’t care how long they have to wait.” Casela shook her head and walked into her office. She smiled at Watkins. “Thank you Watkins. I’ve got it now.” Watkins left with a smile and a nod. The door closed behind her and Casela, leaning casually against her desk hit a button and the room went into lockdown. “Alright En, we’ve got all the privacy in the world in here. Why don’t you start by telling me your name.” She sat down in a chair across from the ensign and sipped her coffee.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Ensign Daizi Dink…errr....Orin” Daizi gave the Counsellor an apologetic look, whilst looking somewhat flustered herself.

“I’m sorry, I’m still getting used to the whole name thing.”

Daizi perched on the edge of her chair, and took a sip from the glass of water the nice ensign had fetched for her.

“I’m not sure why Mr Watkins couldn’t have done my evaluation… he seemed very nice.” Said Daizi, clearly on edge about receiving ‘higher up’ attention.

Ensign Daizi Orin - Scientist

“Watkins is amazing. I’m not sure what I would do without her. I’m not quite sure how she maintains that constant bubbliness that everyone loves about her. But your file has been marked for my eyes only. Though she could probably have simply done your on boarding eval and we could have dealt with the other later. Unfortunately, after today I would not have been available for quite awhile.” Casela eyed the ensign for a moment her previous comment nagging at her. “You’ve recently changed your name?” There were many reasons for such a thing. The most benign and happiest would be marriage. But this was Leviathan and Casela knew it was probably much more complicated than that.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Well yes.... that is no..... well sort of I guess” Daizi furrowed her brow as she thought how best to explain the whole ‘possibly comatose/possibly brain dead Trill Symbiont that now resided in her abdominal cavity’ situation.

“Well it’s complicated… My name used to be Daizi Dinkley… but someone decided to try and kill some famous Trill General guy and I was nearby so I kinda sorta volunteered to try and save his life by having him implanted in me until we could get a Trill, but now he/it won’t leave but won’t wake up either, everything got very complicated and political, the Trill Symbiosis Commission are not very happy but say I have to call myself ‘Orin’ now and Star Fleet agree to try and smooth things over and I’ve been posted out here to keep out of the way until everything blows over…”

A Trill general named Orin. Casela had heard of the attempt on his life. The misinformation and patterned release and type of information led her to correctly believe he was dead. And now this young human girl was stuck with his symbiote.

Oh Orin, T’Jal warned you. But you thought you were invincible. Too many years giving the orders you didn’t know how to take advice anymore.. Officially Casela had never had contact with Orin. Unofficially was another matter, but it was years ago, during her training with T’Jal.

“Well ensign you are not Trill. So you can choose to take the name Orin or not. You did the symbiosis commission a great gift by taking a symbiote who had no host. You are responsible for keeping Orin safe and healthy, but if he won’t wake up for you then you are still Daizi Dinkley. You must respect their culture, but that doesn’t mean you have to adopt it as your own. There are other Trill onboard. I can arrange for you to meet with them if you like.”

Daizi took a deep breath as once she had started the words had just come tumbling out of their own accord.

Daizi Orin - Scientist

“Now tell me about you, Daizi. Not this whole Trill business but you. What is your greatest strength?”
Lt Synthi-er CNS

Bump

“Ummmmm........”

Daizi furrowed her brow as she tried to think of a sensible answer to the question. Everything in her life had been ‘Orin’ for what felt like forever, she had trouble remembering what her life had been like before.

Daizi had bumped along at or around the lower reaches of her academy class, never really failing badly enough at anything to draw attention to herself, but certainly not being marked for greatness either. Her best grades had been in the labs and on field trips where her natural curiosity had shown itself as an ability to stick with a problem until she had worked out a solution.... but she could hardly call that a strength could she?

Daizi ‘ummm’ Orin - Scientist(?)

Casela watched her, some thing had come to mind, but Daizi was unsure of herself. “What is it? Tell me, even if you don’t think others may agree, something occurred to you. And that’s all that matters. What was it?” Casela sipped at her coffee and waited. Poor girl, she wasn’t sure who or what she was anymore, she could tell from the look on her face. But she was still ‘her’ she just needed to be reminded of that. She wondered if talking with Raauhl might help her.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Umm.... well....I can sometimes be a bit single minded when I think I’m on to something when I’m researching in the lab or problem solving…” her voice trailed off as she realised just how ironic referring to herself as ‘single minded’ was these days....

Daizi Orin - Scientist