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CNS' Office- Troubleshooting

Posted Dec. 6, 2021, 1:25 p.m. by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) (Lindsay B)

It was a strange feeling, this uncertainty. It swirled around in the pit of her stomach and made awkward appearances at the most inconvenient of times. So far, most of her interactions with the crew had been pleasant and productive. Mostly evals and sessions and naturally she felt comfortable in those situations. They allowed her to do what she was good at: help people. But the rest of it? Well, that was a bit more difficult.

A part of her thought that it was mer Kobliad culture shining through. After all, her people liked a good hierarchy. They like order. Sair herself, meh, she could take or leave it. As a doctor she had worked in those hierarchies and understood why they were necessary. Here on the Manhattan, she felt… perhaps adrift was the right word for it, but all she knew for sure was that she needed to sort out her place here very concretely before her son Koro arrived. And time was running out too. He was going to be on his way here very shortly.

Sitting at her desk, she knew that the only way to figure it all out was to talk to someone about it, and who better in an hierarchical situation than the person at the top. She opened a message box on her computer to Captain Cochrane and made a simple request: Do you have time today to discuss a personal matter that affects my work?

~Sair Songz, CNS


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