Posted May 16, 2019, 2:15 p.m. by Ensign Barvan (Security Officer) (Luke Paris)
Barvan had met with the chief of security and sorted out his medical evaluation in the sickbay. All that was left was to get his brain prodded by the ship’s shrink, or what was referred to less colloquially as the CNS.
Barvan walked through the ship to find the CNS’s office and sounded the chime, asking to enter.
Ensign Barvan, Security
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