CNS Office - Re-Evaluation

Posted March 30, 2020, 8:18 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) (D Grisham)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in CNS Office - Re-Evaluation

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in CNS Office - Re-Evaluation

: It had been a while since Tyv really interacted with anyone, he did prefer to keep to himself, but there was a small part of him that wanted to learn how to earn the respect of his fellow comrades here now in Starfleet. Things were normal for him if he were aboard an Andorian vessel, but he knew things Starfleet did things very differently. He depressed the chime leading to the Counselor’s Office as his expression could easily be identified as one sorting through or organizing ones complicated thoughts. He rested his hands impatiently on his waist, hoping to hear a voice from inside quickly.

Ensign Tyv (Security)

There was no voice. The outer door to the corridor was set to open automatically when it sensed a DNA signature on either side of it. Yeoman Brooks looked up at the Andorian in the doorway from his desk. “You must be Ensign Tyv? You’re right on time. Please come in and I’ll let Cmdr Rollo know you’re here.”

The Andorian just tilted his head to the side almost dismissively at the automated door almost wondering why he hit the chime in the first place. ‘Mmm.’ A small murmur of agreement was all he mentioned to the secretary as he walked in and began pacing with a furl upon his eyebrows, lost in his own thoughts as he waited, not even hearing the name of the Counselor.

He waited for the male to have a seat and then disappeared into the inner office. A moment later, Dave reappeared and motioned Tyv forward. “She’ll see you now.”

—Rollo, CNS

He walked in and murmured another small grunt as a thanks to the secretary before he walked through the threshold to the Counselors Office and just immediately began talking, “Sometimes I just really don’t quite understand you pi - .. humans. They’re always going on about one thing or another and can’t even make up their mind on some matters. “He turned and paced back towards the door and his hands exaggerated everything out of proportion.” Then there’s always the matter of them always liking this ridiculously hot temperature. Perhaps there a better way to understand, I could use your assis-” It was at this moment where he looked at the desk while turning again and recognized that this counselor wasn’t the same counselor he remembered. Had he really been so distracted and isolated lately that he didn’t even hear about the change? His antennae instinctively twirling this way and that, scanning the room for another individual that was no longer there. His head tilted back in, not an offended way, but more a skeptical one as he analyzed what was before him. “You’re not the counselor I remember…”

Ensign Tyv (Security)

Rollo smiled patiently. “No, I’m not. How do you do? I am Zef Rollo, new to the Manhattan.”

—Rollo, CNS

Tyv for only a second just stared at the Officer as if attempting to judge the depth of their character from only their brief interaction before giving due respect to their rank. He straightened himself and stood at attention. “My apologies Commander, I was unaware of such a change in command and do not have any excuse for not realizing such an important change.” He was already annoyed at himself for not following through on recent news. It just seemed to reinforce why he mustered the courage to come to the Counselor’s office in the first place. Most Andorians would just power through such things in their stubborn-ness, but when dealing with others that aren’t Andorian, he wasn’t objected into seeking advice.

Ensign Tyv (Security)

Zef chuckled. “No apology necessary, Ensign. Replacing the previous counselor happened quickly and quietly, I suspect.” She stood up from her chair and walked around the desk. Gesturing toward an intimate grouping of chairs, Zef offered him a seat.

—Rollow, CNS

“I’m usually much more attentive, I assure you. I should have known about this being in Security and it appears that I have failed in my duties.” His jaw clenched for a moment before he followed her over towards the other chairs. “I will have to be more vigilant in the future.” He looked at the chairs for a moment as she offered, antennae swiveling this way and that, collecting little bits of information on the environment just to be sure that nothing was out of place. He sat, though it was quite professional, rigid almost, clearly uncomfortable in being in such situations.

Ensign Tyv (Security)

Zef sat opposite the Ensign. “Like I said, not to worry. Besides, it sounds like you might have something on your mind that’s taking your focus somewhere else. Did you have a close relationship with the last counselor? I thought I might have heard some dismay when you realized she wasn’t here.”

—Rollo, CNS

“Preposterous, purge the idea from your thoughts.” He waved his hand dismissively , though more defensively. “Though .. since I’m already here..” He shifted uneasily. “You do not appear to be Human and have a striking resemblance to a myth we have on our planet .. the Aenar.” He frowned, mostly at himself by getting off track. “I mean no offense of course, but how do they live on such hot ships? Couldn’t they have it set for a nice 0 degrees or something?” Of course not being the real topic at hand he decided to lead with that question mostly just to learn about the Counselor by how she responded.

Ensign Tyv (Security)

“There is nothing mythological about my people. I am Bajeen. We are a species in flux. There are varying levels of advancement on Baj, but we’re trying to catch everyone up.” She crossed her legs and folded her hands in her lap. Although the Ensign didn’t appear to be dealing with strong emotions at the moment, he did seem to be flustered a bit. Zef spoke to the computer. =/\=Computer, drop room temperature 12 degrees.=/\= Within twenty seconds they could feel the coolness begin.

She observed his rigid posture in the chair. “Ensign, please relax. I promise I don’t bite. I just wanted to meet with everyone and have a few words. That’s all.”

—Rollo, CNS

: Tyv’s eyes darted across the room making sure of his surroundings before he gave a small nod, “Very well Counselor, I can stay a while. What sort of questions do you have? I’ll do my best to answer.”

Ensign Tyv (Security)

She looked at him thoughtfully, noting he seemed satisfied with the short answer about her species. “Since I’m the newest addition to the crew, why don’t you tell me how life aboard the Manhattan is? I know its different for everyone, but I’m interested on your take.”

—Rollo, CNS

: Tyv seemed somewhat puzzled with the question. He understood that she was new, but he was relatively new to the crew as well. “Well, uneventful.” Tyv paused before continuing, “Though I suppose that fault lies with myself. I recently got here as well counselor, however, I seemed to have engrossed myself with daily tasks and just performed what I needed to and spent most of my other time in the gym or in my quarters. This is what I’m aiming to .. adjust.” Tyv shifted uncomfortably.

Ensign Tyv (Security)

“Uneventful? I find that a tad disappointing, myself. I have spent a great deal of time with only my own company, but I have to admit I prefer socializing with others.” The Ensign didn’t need to know WHY she’d had to spend so much time alone, or how often it had happened. “I know some species are more gregarious than others, but the Bajeen are quite normal about gatherings and such. It’s a personal choice for me. I like people and I like to be around them.” Zef brushed at a tiny piece of lint on the leg of her uniform.

“You say you are aiming to adjust your social interactions—how do you plan to do that?”

—Rollo, CNS

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