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Bridge- Lt. Edman reporting for duty

Posted July 16, 2020, 4:29 a.m. by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) in Bridge- Lt. Edman reporting for duty

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Bridge- Lt. Edman reporting for duty

Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in Bridge- Lt. Edman reporting for duty
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻
OOC: If you still need to do an eval with the counselor, please make a thread and I will answer
IC:
Revna had arrived on the Atlantis early that morning. She’d settled into her quarters and then headed to the counseling office to report to the CNS. However she couldn’t find him. There was a PaDD in her office listing all the new crew members who had not yet had their psychological evaluations. She sat down at her desk and quickly sent out a message
To: All crew members
From: Lt. Revna Edman, assistant counselor
I would like to introduce myself to the crew. I am Revna Edman and I am your new assistant ship’s counselor. If you are due for your psychological evaluation please come by my office at your earliest convenience. I look forward to working with all of you on the Atlantis.
Lt. Edman
It was short and probably awkward, and if the officers didn’t make appointments she’d track them down. After that she went to sickbay for her physical. With that now over she reported to the bridge. Revna stepped off the turbo lift and walked down to the command area. Coming to attention in front of the Captain, “Lt. Revna Edman reporting for duty, Sir.”

Lt Edman, Counselor

Nash was at his Tactical station when the message from the Counselor arrived. For a time, he didn’t read it. When he did he just snorted lightly and hit delete. “Nope, not today princess. Your not getting me in that chair,” he muttered, just stopping as the turbo-lift doors opened and the new Counselor herself walked in. Nash’s eyes followed her as she approached the Captain, noting the coppery blond hair and the braids with beads.

Lt Cmdr Nash

OOC: Bump

Jen scanned the message. He was in his quarters, busy, but told the computer to read it aloud. His hands had gloves on, insulated and bordering between functional and bulky. They were thrust through a light force field where an Andorian frost-fern grew. In effect it was the Terran equivalent of a bonsai tree. In one hand he held a small pair of trimmers and he was carefully pruning it before it became a shaggy mess. It’s fine thin leaves were a light blue and bore a pattern not unlike an ice crystal but with thin veins within. He had been thinking of the CRIT meeting. As much as the fine talk was of cross training and the likes, it was to him either an avenue to insisting that it was they who should be on away missions all the time, or for perks. Shy of a Borg cube appearing out of a transwarp corridor in front of them there was always time to assess and determine an away team. In the majority of things, especially in space travel, speed was rarely of the essence.

The transmission ended. “And I thought I had dodged that firefight,” he mused softly to the fern.

=^= Computer, schedule an appointment with Lt Edman at the earliest convenience =^=
- Jen

=^=Appointment has been scheduled for 1030 hours. 1 half hour from now.=^=

OOC: What is it with people avoiding the counselor. I don’t bite, promise....most of the time.

Lt. Edman, Counselor

OOC: It’s a Trap!

-Admiral Akbar

She’s alive, or was an hour ago. If she is otherwise when we find her I shall be very put out.

-Prince Humperdink


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