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SideSIM -- Psychiatry Suite -- Steady as the Sea

Posted April 12, 2021, 10:07 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Isyme zh'Siaqir (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) (Trinity Fister)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Isyme zh’Siaqir (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in SideSIM – Psychiatry Suite – Steady as the Sea

Posted by Lieutenant Elin Mairwen Howell (Chief of Psychiatry) in SideSIM – Psychiatry Suite – Steady as the Sea

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Isyme zh’Siaqir (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in SideSIM – Psychiatry Suite – Steady as the Sea
Isyme stepped from her quarters and stole a glance at the PaDD nestled between her fingers. She took a second to review its contents, pleased to find a handful of ‘to-do’s had earned an all-too-satisfying strike. Among its remnants, Psych Check-In slithered to the top.

With Zahir in the care of a willing, reliable crewman, Isyme wove through the Ogawa’s serpentine halls without the company of quick-footed, inquisitive seven-year-old. Her trip was strangely unremarkable. Minutes crept by before Isyme slipped through double doors, paused and made her way into the reception area.

“Excuse me,” she cleared her throat and patiently awaited a response.

– Isyme zh’Siaqir, ACMO

A somewhat matronly seeming woman appeared in the seat behind the reception desk. She had bobbed brown hair lightly streaked with grey, largeish, kind brown eyes, and a gentle smile. Oddly enough, she appeared to be knitting some kind of garment as she sat behind the desk. She looked up and her smile widened. “Lt. Commander zh’Siaqir isn’t it?” She replied. “You are exactly on time for your appointment. “She gestured toward the COPsychiatry’s office and a line lit up on the floor also showing the way. “Why don’t you head right in. Dr. Howell is expecting you.”

Holographic Receptionist “Heather”
(OOC: Modeled after my ‘honorary mom’ :D)
Amie/Lt. Howell

OOC: Aww! I love her. :)
IC:

Heather shattered Isyme’s expectations, reconstituting her vision of a cheeky, prematurely balding man into the warmth of a doe-eyed, motherly knitter. She faltered slightly. A tempered smile slipping onto her lips, Siaqir returned a nod.

“Thank you,” Siaqir hummed. Her gaze wandered to the hall, her feet shortly after, and she picked her way along the illuminated path. Within seconds, she found herself standing before Howell’s door curtly lifting a hand to palm the chime.

– Isyme zh’Siaqir, ACMO

bump for the boards! 12.04.2021


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