The dimmed lights of Renveer’s office and the soft instrumental meditation-like music playing in the background gave the room a dream-like atmosphere. In the early morning, Renveer preferred a slow, smooth transition from sleep to wakening, which meant no coffee or tea, no exercise, just a steady climb to full consciousness through a routine much like the reverse of what one does to prepare for bed. So even half asleep, here he sat in the dawn of the overhead lights, quietly reading his PaDD for the daily reports that came in from around the ship.
Although the typical routine memos did nothing to improve his alertness, he did pause and blink at the report of a new ensign coming aboard. Ensign Winter, who had apparently boarded yesterday. From the look of things, she was fit for duty. Renveer almost scrolled on past the file when the word ‘psychology’ automatically trigger his attention and directed his eyes to focus further on her profile. A degree in forensic psychology… well, Renveer was certainly intrigued.
The executive officer spent the next several minutes reading over her file. He took particular interest in the information about Ensign Winter’s mother, a counselor who had died tragically rather recently… Kerilah herself had indicated interest in being a counselor, based on her studies in the academy. A small smile graced Renveer’s lips.
=^= Renveer to Ensign Winter. This is the executive officer of the Dresden speaking. I’d like to give you a proper welcome aboard if you have a moment. I know the first couple of days are hectic, so stop by my office at your leisure. =^=
(Lt. Cmdr. Renveer, XO)
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