Counseling Appointment

Posted Aug. 21, 2020, 7:34 a.m. by Crewman Taw Yllek (Nurse) (Russell Watt)

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Counseling Appointment

Posted by Crewman Taw Yllek (Nurse) in Counseling Appointment

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Counseling Appointment
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It was the time that Yllek loved more than any other. No, it wasn’t Shoes Optional Tuesdays or even Bring your Tribble to Work Week, but it was for her annual Psychological Appointment. She thought she was in fine mental health in the main, but it was coming up to the anniversary of her father’s death, and she wondered how that would play out. Plus, of course, she took the news of Ryley with Cane … that is Doctor Ryley leaving pretty hard and she supposed there may be latent issues from that preying on her mind as well.

So the young Bajoran Nurse clicked on her Bajoran earring, set her hair and straightened her uniform before leaving for the Counselor’s Suite.

  • Nurse Taw Yllek

John-King McKenzie had been having issues of late, after his run in with the CoS (OOC: sorry about my disappearance there), he’d mostly remained in his assigned quarters on board the ship. He decided today to do something he’d tell anyone else in his situation - he went to get help for it. He’d heard of the new Counselor, and decided he needed to see her for advice on what to do.

He had just arrived outside the Counselor’s office and was on the verge of ringing her chime, when he saw a young Bajoran nurse coming along.

“Crewman,” he greeted her.

“Mr …” she replied, apparently trying to remember his name.

“McKenzie, John-King McKenzie,” he replied, “ex Lt Commander, ex Counselor, now just a Bartender. Are you here for the Counselor?”

“Ah, that’s right, you had that encounter with the CoS,” she said softly, looking him up and down, “strangely, I thought you would have been bigger, from the rumours. And yes, my annual check up. Good mental health, as mum used to say, is most important for Starfleet officers.”

“Yeah, I’m in disguise,” John-King joked, “I approve of what your mother said, as an ex Counselor. But, shouldn’t you play hard to get? They say being overly keen to see the Counselor is a sign of insanity.”

“That’s the Crane Psychological School isn’t it?” she asked and after he nodded, continued, “we were introduced to that school at Starfleet Medical. Did you really have to have a theme song?”

“Oh yes, that was an essential part of the process, I mean any old Counselor can have training, and clients, but to graduate with top honours from Crane Psychological School, the composition and performance of a theme song was a required part of the course. Of course, we had to include an … unusual object, a piece of furniture you’d find in a psychologist’s office and a Shakespeare play title in our theme song … I got chicken suit, couch and Taming of the Shrew.”

“Fascinating,” she said, “did you want to see the Counselor first, or should I?”

“Ladies before gents, and all of that,” John-King replied, “I’ll come back later, it’s been nice talking to you, Crewman Taw.”

And John-King left her to her own devices as he went down the corridor and probably into another thread.

  • John-King McKenzie, Bartender
  • Taw Yllek, Nurse

Yllek watched him leave her and shuddered despite herself, how did he get to be a Counselor, she wondered, it’s amazing he ever assisted anyone, he seems crazy.

She reached out and rang the bell, hoping against hope that he hadn’t run the bell before her arrival, the Counselor may have thought she was impatient if he had, and that was not the first impression she wanted to give him.

  • Taw Yllek, Nurse

“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. I’m Lt. Revna Edman. Would you like something to drink?”
Lt. Edman, Counselor

“A kava juice, please Lieutenant, I’m Crewman Taw Yllek,” Yllek answered, smiling, even as she sat down in a chair, she took everything in as she glanced around the room, before her eyes returned to one of the abstract pictures, “that’s an interesting picture,” she commented, pointing to it, “who was the artist?”

  • Taw Yllek, Nurse

Revna stepped over to the replicator and requested the kava juice and an Arnold Palmer. She walked over and handed Yllek her kava juice before sitting down across from her. She glanced at the painting Yllek was looking at. “That was done by Ellesworth Kelly, late 20th century. Do you enjoy painting, or just looking?” Another reason Revna had art in her office, it always got people talking.
Lt. Edman, Counselor

“I’m a dabbler in art,” Yllek replied, “my parents encouraged us to appreciate art in all its forms and to try our hand, our foot, our voice at whichever ones took our fancy. My older brothers were singers in the main, but my interest in art and in medicine was piqued by the former CMO here, when I was toddling, he had me in sickbay telling him what colours various pieces of medical equipment were. Some colours meant the equipment was working, others meant it wasn’t working. Reilly was getting me to do his work for him, lazy and clever man that he was.”

“There is an art form that comes with age, when our ‘elders’ realize that they can ‘mentor’ us by making us do their work for them. If they are bad at it, we resent it, but do the work anyway, and if they are good at it, we volunteer to do even more.” Revna sounds like she’s been on the mentored end of both scenarios. “Were you interested in medicine before you met Reilly or was he the reason you pursued it?”

Yllek smiled, “I was a toddler, 3 or 4 at the time, Counsellor. Reilly-with-Cane answered my ‘why’ questions with real answers. He didn’t treat me as something to pity or to entertain or to talk to with baby-talk. I felt safe with him and my interest in medicine was certainly piqued by him. Throughout my life, he was my hero. But I discovered that I didn’t have the patience to become a doctor, or the ability to do the training required to become one. But I still wanted to join Starfleet in Medicine. Not even my father’s death and my mother’s blindness in the line of service to Starfleet and the Federation stopped my desire to join Starfleet in Medical, if anything, they made me more determined. My brothers both went into Starfleet, Noremac in Science and Yeldarb in Security. So when I finished school, I entered the NCO medical training to become a Nurse. I learnt that Reilly was back here as CMO and I was fortunate enough to be placed here. Mum carved me a walking cane that I could give him and a fellow student was able to hook it up to act as a combadge for him. Mum got artificial eyes, much like the Enterprise D Chief Engineer ended up getting. So, yes, Doctor Alexander Reilly, who only allowed me to call him Reilly with cane because I was a toddler at the time.”

Yllek sipped at her drink, “you know the replicators never get the essence of the kava juice correctly, the real fruit has a certain zing to it that the programmers of the replicators don’t get it right, still, it is refreshing.”

“How about your drink, have you ever had one of those unreplicated?” Yllek asked.

  • Taw Yllek, Nurse

“Harry, the bar tender, in ten-forward makes an excellent Arnold Palmer. Though he uses more tea than lemonade. I have heard though, that Mike in Mike’s bar can get anything. Nothing replicated in his bar. Perhaps he or Harry could get some real kava juice for you.” Revna set her glass down and observed Yllek. Nurses were the backbone of the medical department. Sickbay couldn’t run without them. Doctors were important but they couldn’t do much without their nurses.
Lt. Edman, Counselor

“I will have to ask one of them,” Yllek replied thoughtfully, then her mind went to the encounter she had outside Revna’s office, the one with the strange ex-Counselor, “what do you know of John-King McKenzie, Lieutenant?” she asked, “he claims to have once been a Starfleet officer, a Counselor, but he seems rather unusual, but now he’s a bartender or similar in 10 Forward … exactly how many bartenders do we have and need on board this vessel?”

  • Taw Yllek, Nurse

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