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Counseling Center - What In The Nine Hells Happened? (Tag CNS)

Posted June 4, 2023, 10:58 a.m. by Lieutenant LeKeitah Naisyr (Counselor) (Mika Jackson)

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Krin “Hannibal” Lardel (Commander, Air Group (CAG)) in Counseling Center - What In The Nine Hells Happened? (Tag CNS)

Posted by Lieutenant LeKeitah Naisyr (Counselor) in Counseling Center - What In The Nine Hells Happened? (Tag CNS)

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Krin “Hannibal” Lardel (Commander, Air Group (CAG)) in Counseling Center - What In The Nine Hells Happened? (Tag CNS)
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Lieutenant Colonel Lardel, Commander of the Marine Fighter Group, walked with steely determination that caused Marines and Fleet personnel to push up against the bulkheads as he moved down the passageways to his destination. Reaching the Counseling Center, he walked in and went to the desk and said “I need to speak to Lieutenant Naisyr. Now, please. That’s an order.” His tone was not belligerent or aggressive… but it also held no room for negotiation.

Lardel, CAG

Keitah really didn’t have time for the shenanigans of the Marines. After her encounter with Major Shinzo she had determined that maybe she wasn’t the best person to counsel them. They really did need a counselor who was equipped to handle them. She’d learn that they can turn on you in an instant and they ultimately twisted words to fit their own agenda. She walked from her quiet office and said, “Yes, Colonel Lardel. How can I help you?”

Naisyr, Counselor

Hannibal walked past the desk and nodded at her as he walked into her office.

Once the door slid closed, he exhaled deeply and looked at Naisyr. He shrugged and said “Well… could you please tell me what happened with the Major? I have him confined to quarters and removed from flight status because he came to see you and then the next thing I know I find him in his room, drunk off his ass with a lacerated hand when he was supposed to be on duty. So before I destroy the career of an otherwise stellar aviator and Marine, I figured I’d try to figure out what the hell happened and if there is anything I can do try and salvage him.”

Lardel, CAG

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“I am not sure where to start Colonel. As you know I must tread carefully here. While I am not able to reveal any details of what was discussed, however I can tell you generally what happened.” She sat at her desk. “I can assure you the injury to his hand he did on his own. After he asked for a refill on his drink, I obliged. He said thank you, which was very nice of him to do and I said there was no need to thank me. Then…he lost it. Squeezed the glass until broke in his hand and accused me of being insensitive.” She shrugged her shoulder as she recounted the events. “I was speechless and a little frighten.” She admitted hesitantly.

Naisyr, Counselor

Lardel looked at her for a long moment and then said “If that is how it happened… and I am inclined to think that there are some missing pieces there… that would lead one to think he had a psychotic break of some kind. And if that is the case, he will stripped of rank and expelled from the service. He will also be sent to a psychiatric care facility until such time as he is deemed not a threat to anyone or himself. So… unless you can tell me about what happened prior to his asking for a refill… I have little choice but to do so. Unless you can give me reason to pause that.”

Lardel, CAG

Keitah motioned to a seat, “Please sit, Colonel.” She took a seat as well. “I will tell you what I can. Before he crushed the glass with his bare hands, he was confiding in me about how he has spent his time in the Marines and talked about various coping methods to get through missions. There was nothing substantial. It seemed like it was a good conversation and then he quickly became agitated. I assume I wasn’t able to react in the way he expected after he expressed gratitude for me refiling his cup. I simply told him he didnt have to thank me. It was meant to indicate that I was there to make him comfortable....well I know you understand what I meant, but Major Shinzo did not take it that way.” There was another pause. “I also suspect I remind him of someone who he once admired and has possibly lost but my personality does not fit that of this person. When I don’t live up to the characteristics of this person he gets frustrated and lashes out in anger. I know he does not like me. He tries to be kind but again if I do something that does not align with his expectations he becomes frustrated.” Keitah paused again. “I do not think stripping him of his title will be productive. He very much associates his identity and self worth with his rank and military standing. If you strip him of his military accolades, then he wouldn’t have anything left.” Keitah could not also discount that this may enrage Shinzo and he could seek revenge by taking on his Oni persona, hunting her down and taking her out like he had done to others so many times before on missions.

Naisyr, Counselor

Lardel looked at her for a moment and then said “He scares you, doesn’t he?” He shook his head and leaned back in the chair. “Doc… do you remember our first conversation? When I came in here when the Wing first arrived on board? Remember what I said about Fleet and the Marines?” he asked, genuinely curious if she remembered because it was germane to their current predicament.

Lardel, CAG

Keitah shifted in her seat at the question and there was pause before she answered, “I certainly did my best not to show him any fear, despite him crushing a glass with his bare hands and not flinching.” She clasped her own hands together, “I remained calm and ended our session. But, yes. I was terrified. I have never had anyone introduce that type of fear in me before.”
She thought back to their conversation, “We spoke about many things that day. Are you referring to the conversation we had about the division of authority between the Marines and StarFleet and how you handle your officers?”

Naisyr, Counselor

He shook his head and said “No. Not that. I’m referring to when I said that we aren’t what you are used to dealing with. That our needs… our priorities… how we think is not what you would be used to. Now, regardless of what the Major did to himself, I can assure you you weren’t in any danger. Regardless of what he’s got going on, he wouldn’t hurt you.” He paused and thought for a moment.

“You know any Vulcans, Doc? Know anything about them?” he asked.

Lardel, CAG

Keitah agreed with him. “Yes, Colonel, understand what you mean.” She wasn’t entirely convinced that Major Shinzo wasnt going to hurt her but appreciated Colonel Lardel’s reassurance, “I might have taken on more than I am capable of handling. I am familiar with Vulcans,” she continued. “They are known for their logical and rational nature. Their ability to adhere to logic and suppress their emotions is fascinating. Not to mention their exceptional strength and long lifespans. I am aquainted with a few who are full blooded and some who are half blooded. Why do you ask?”

Naisyr, Counselor

“Because Marines, in a way, are a lot like ‘em.” Lardel said. “Oh, not in the logic and emotional repression, mind you. But in the matter of focus. Vulcans are singularly focused to a cause, right? Logic. Marines are the same… singularly focused on the mission. ‘Mission First’. It’s a mantra that is ingrained in us from the first day we arrive at Marine training. Hells, even before we have earned the title of Marine, it’s there. Mission First. Do whatever it takes to make the mission a success. Train. Practice. Train some more. Prepare your equipment. Plan. It’s not just what we do, Doc… it’s what we are.” Lardel paused and rubbed his face with his hands, his facial folds flopping about for a moment.

“Fleet personnel just can’t… or won’t… understand that, Doc. You all look at that mindset… that determination and focus… as a bad thing. Most of you see it as negative. Like we are brainwashed or psychotic or something. You see it as if we are somehow less than because of the life we chose and the service we volunteered for. Maybe Honda picked up on that.” and he held a hand up to her. “Not saying you did anything like that intentionally, Doc. Or that you consciously think that at all. But maybe somewhere along the line those core differences in outlook got wires crossed. And maybe the frustration we all feel from time to time got away from Oni. I dunno… I’m no shrink. But this isn’t the first conflict between Marine and Fleet personnel… and it sure as shit won’t be the last.”

Lardel, CAG

Keitah listened to Colonel Lardel’s words highlight the perspective of Marines and their unique mindset, drawing a parallel between their focus on the mission and the singular dedication exhibited by Vulcans in their pursuit of logic. He emphasizes the mantra of “Mission First” that is deeply ingrained in Marines from the beginning of their training. She nodded to show understanding as he compared Marines to Vulcans in terms of their singular focus on the mission. She recognized the value of such dedication and determination, and she could see how it might be misunderstood by those outside the military.
“I can see the parallel you’re drawing, Colonel,” Keitah responded, her voice thoughtful. “The commitment to the mission is indeed a characteristic shared by both Marines and Vulcans. It’s a quality that can be both admirable and intimidating, depending on one’s perspective. I can assure you it is also a trait we Starfleet officers have as well.” However, she still didn’t understand what all this had to do with the intimidation Major Honda had exhibited in their session.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing. “As a Counselor, my role is to prioritize the well-being of the individuals under my care. I will admit that sometimes, the focus on individual needs and emotions can come into conflict with the mission-oriented mindset. I can understand how this can create tensions and misunderstandings between Marine and Starfleet personnel. Particularly personnel such as myself.” Keitah paused, her expression empathetic. “Colonel, please know that I have the utmost respect for the Marines and the sacrifices you make. I don’t view your dedication as a negative trait at all. In fact, I believe it’s crucial for the success of any military operation and Starfleet needs your officers for the special missions we are not equipped to handle onnour own. I apologize if there have been any misunderstandings or frustrations between us. My intention has always been to support and assist, and I want to bridge the gap that exist between us and find common ground. Ultimately, I believe we all share the same goal of serving our mission and ensuring the safety and success of our people. However generally by profession, I am no fighter and I do not argue with anyone, therefore confrontations and any acts of aggression make me uncomfortable.”

Naisyr, Counselor


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