Posted March 31, 2022, 12:19 a.m. by Lieutenant Alan Dysart (Communications Officer) (Sage Pennington)
Posted by Lieutenant Laural Corynn Witley, Ph.D., M.D. (Counselor) in CNS office: an officer from the past
Posted by Lieutenant Alan Dysart (Communications Officer) in CNS office: an officer from the past
Posted by Lieutenant Alan Dysart (Communications Officer) in CNS office: an officer from the past
Alan had spent a while in medical, getting checked out. He still wasn’t quite sure what had happened, so he was referred to the Counselor. He wasn’t sure what a psychiatrist would be able to do, but he went where he was told. He walked down the halls feeling out of place. When he came to the door, he pressed the door chime. Even the door panels felt different under his fingers.-Alan Dysart
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“Come in,” Laural called out, the doors to her office opening as she had programmed. She turned her gravchair to face her visitor, grateful to get a break from her report reading and writing. That never seemed to change no matter where she served. “Hello, I’m Laurel Witley.”
~Dr. Laural Witley, Counselor
“Hi there.” Alan waved from inside the doorframe. “Um. I’m Alan. They told me to, uh, talk to you once I recovered from the whole time travel thing.” He smiled weakly. “I don’t know if it’s technically time travel or if it’s more… accidental wormhole travel. Six of one, half a dozen of the other.”
-Alan Dysart
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