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Pre-Sim: CNS Check-In

Posted May 6, 2021, 5:46 p.m. by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aandras Kaa (Chief Science Officer) in Pre-Sim: CNS Check-In

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Pre-Sim: CNS Check-In

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aandras Kaa (Chief Science Officer) in Pre-Sim: CNS Check-In
Aandras walked up to the entrance door to the Atlantis Counselor’s office and extended his right hand to activate the chime to notify the Revna that he had arrived for his appointment. He had set it with her earlier in the week and looked forward to begin getting to know the various members of the Atlantis crew. He knew that his evaluation with the Counselor was Starfleet mandated and had to be cleared by her prior to beginning his duties as the Chief Science Officer. He was a Starfleet journeyman having been on several vessels in the past. This was routine and definitely not out of the norm for him in any way, shape, or form. He had just arrived on board as scheduled and had several appointments to get through on his first day on assignment.

  • LT. (j.g.) Aandras Kass, CSO

Revna heard the chime and got up from her chair. It was easier these days, after the surgery. She could tire easily if she wasn’t paying attention, but that was to be expected while she got used to the fact she could take truly deep breaths and actually breathe. she had just been reviewing her appt list and her next patient was one Aandras Kass, a Betazoid. Revna always found the counseling experience with a Betazoid an eye opening experience. Betazoids were an emotional people, and many believed that meant ‘sappy,’ or ‘weepy’ but in fact it meant they embraced every emotion with gusto and honesty. They allowed themselves to feel their emotions completely no matter what it was. Revna found them an emotionally enlightened people.

She walked across her office, smoothing the wrinkles of her dress style uniform created from too much sitting that day and knee high boots clicking across the floor. She pressed the button and the door slid open. “Please come in.” Upon entering the office it was very subdued. The harsh grays and blues that came standard were replaced by earth tones of browns, bronzes, greens, yellows, oranges, and deep reds. There were several areas to sit, couches, chairs, floor pillows. There didn’t appear to be a desk anywhere. The shelves were filled with pieces of art and memorabilia that honored her heritage. The pictures were a mix of landscapes and abstracts, carefully placed around the room so as not to clash with each other. The shelves also included an array of different objects, from singing bowls, to art supplies, to mandalas. There was also a computer interface to allow patients to choose the background noise of their choice.
“Please have a seat Lt. Kaa. I’m Lt. Revna Edman. Would you like something to drink?” She marvelled at how just 2 short months ago her voice was barely louder than the air through the conduits, and now it had regained it’s lily and richness. Many things to be greatful for indeed. Kaa would fine Revna refreshingly easy to read for a Human and calm.
Lt Edman Counselor

Andraas entered the room and his eyes immediately darted towards the artwork adorned along the walls. After just a moment, he pivoted off of his right heel and turned to face Revna in a wide stance. He and Revna were the same height so he was able to meet her gaze head on as he was below average in height for a man. Naturally, he sensed her thoughts and had an understanding of what she had been through in the past with her surgery along with her making steady progress in her recovery. There was no need to tell her that he was reading her thoughts as that would make him appear both creepy and invasive. What the Lieutenant did not know would not hurt her and besides he was a Betazoid after all, that was part of their culture as a whole. He admired her calm demeanor and felt a lovely vibe from her. He pondered what he wanted to drink, but could not think of any beverage in particular, “I will have a water please, ma’am.” He said in a polite tone as she was the ranking officer.

Revna moved across the room to the replicator and ordered a glass of water for the new science chief, and a Solo for herself. “Things move fast the first few days on board, would you like anything to eat as well?” She placed her drink on the small end table next to her chair and then walked over handing him the glass of water he had requested. She followed his gaze towards the art work.

While he waited for her to fetch him his glass of water from the replicator, he studied the artwork once again, “I love your artwork. Is it of Earth origin? I do not like to assume due to your species.” He then turned around and walked towards his seat, “It is a breath of fresh air to see someone else aboard have an appreciation for art.” He arrived at the chair, sat down, and made himself comfortable leaning back against the cushion. Andraas actually looked forward to getting to know the woman. He was typically introverted and preferred to keep to himself most of the time. However, he was quite fond of one on one conversations and Revna made a solid first impression with her taste in artwork accompanied by her relaxed demeanor. He already could see why she pursued a career in counseling and assumed that she would be nothing short of effective in their session together that day.

  • LT. (j.g.) Aandras Kass, CSO

Revna nodded, “The landscapes are. They are from the Scandinavian lands on Earth where I grew up. My family still lives there.” She pointed to one of a mountain, “At the base of this mountain there is a resort run by my oath brother’s family. Beautiful place, raw, primal, makes you believe in myths we were told as children.” She pointed to the abstracts. “Now those,” she laughed softly, “I have no idea. They were in the office on my last posting, and I liked them, so I got copies. My own personal taste lends towards landscapes and natural subjects.” Revna sat in her chair, across from him, and took a moment to regard Kass. She knew he was Betazoid and so she knew he was able to hear her thoughts and emotions. How much he chose to hear was usually a personal choice among telepaths. This did not bother Revna, she tried to be an open book and had nothing to hide. Did she know if he was ‘listening’ no, but she wasn’t concerned about it either. “How do you prefer to be addressed?”

“What brought you to Atlantis, other than orders?”
Lt Edman, counselor


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