Songz's Office - The Psychology of a Wandering Mind

Posted Sept. 25, 2021, 2:27 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Namid Argimeau (Scientific Intelligence Officer) (Trinity Fister)

“And…” Namid chewed their lip and hoisted their gaze to the monitor, “…done!”

Tempted to fistbump the air, Namid submitted to a ragged sigh. Data extrapolation was second nature to them. Reports, too. But disinterest moulded passion into a chore, making an enjoyable process tedious. Teeth-grindingly tedious. Alas! They finished. With a few moments to spare–

Beep! They winced. Beep!

Namid screwed their eyes shut and prayed a tiny wormhole would appear to suck the alarm into Cardassian space. Such please fell on empty space. Pity. Tapping their fingers against the table top, Namid snagged the device and pulled it toward them. “What…” they touched the popup, “…oh.”

CNS Appointment at 14:15 - 20 minutes.

It was safe to say Namid Argimeau forgot about the appointment until it decided to show face. Fortunately, they had little else planned beyond a few routine tasks and another episode of Heghlu’meH QaQ jajvam. Namid hesitated. Maybe they should wait for Visrian to catch up… it was already hard enough to keep quiet about episode 7.

Beep! Namid glared. Beep…

The journey from Gen Sci Lab 1 to Counsellor Songz’s office was quiet and relatively uneventful. Not that Namid minded. They meandered up to her office, pausing to check the time, and lifted their hand to palm the chime. Now, all they had to do was wait… and pray they had the right time.

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

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