Posted June 7, 2021, 12:29 p.m. by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in Check In - Psychiatry Department - Meeting With The Head Honcho - Tag Dr. Howell
Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in Check In - Psychiatry Department - Meeting With The Head Honcho - Tag Dr. Howell
Posted by Lieutenant Elin Mairwen Howell (Chief of Psychiatry) in Check In - Psychiatry Department - Meeting With The Head Honcho - Tag Dr. Howell
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Kane walked through the doors and into the psychiatry suite and went to the desk. His hair fell over his face as he looked down at the receptionist and said “Kane. Here to see the Psych Chief.” flatly. Kane hadn’t had much use for these kind of ‘doctors’ in his previous life; and their much greater numbers in Star Fleet now made him even less of a fan.Kane, R&D
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Heather looked up from her knitting with a warm smile and a somewhat mischievous sparkle in her eye. “Of course dear, I will let her know you are here.” She paused and tilted her head to one side as she relayed and received a message in reply. “Dr. Howell is expecting you.” She gestured toward the floor where a green line lit up leading the way to the correct office.
Holo Receptionist “Heather”
Kane just shook his head slightly and walked the green line to the office. He gritted his teeth. Ever since his unexpected ‘forced relocation’, he had been to he didn’t know how many counselors, interrogators, therapists, mental health professionals, psychologists, psychiatrists… hell, he was half-convinced one time they brought in an astrologer. They asked the same questions in different ways and expected to get different answers. And they didn’t. For all of his abrasiveness and hostility… he was at least honest. Sometimes too honest, but he didn’t mince words.
Coming to the door, he pressed the chime.
Kane, R&D
The doors opened silently, revealing a room still in the midst of being rearranged and personalized. A small table with a couple of chairs was set up in a homey manner on one side of the room. Several images had been hung on one wall and a wooden bookcase stood off to one side. It was partially filled with old fashioned books and there was another stack of the same on one side of the desk. Elin turned from moving books as Kane entered. “Dr. Kane, welcome, can I offer you something from the replicator?” she asked with a gentle smile.
Dr. Elin Howell, COPscyh
Kane waved her off and said “No thanks. And no offence, but I’d like to just get this over with. I’ve really had my share of therapy for a while.” and he looked around trying to figure out where she wanted him to sit.
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“None taken,” Elin replied, the smile stayed in place but gained some humor at his brusque response. She gestured to the table and chairs off to the side. “Have a seat, over there Doctor.” She gave him a moment to do so before making her way to the table herself. When she did so, she pulled her chair a little further back from the table before she sat. She was usually a pretty good judge of personal space and had a sense that Kane would prefer a bit more of it then most. Generally she’d spent a few minutes on pleasantries before jumping into eval mode, but trusted her instincts when they said it would be unnecessary, and possibly even counter-productive in this case. “So, why don’t you give me a quick summary then?” She asked forthrightly.
Dr. Elin Howell COPsych
Kane looked at her for a moment and then said “How about no? But you can give me your perspective and I’ll fill in any blank spots, how’s that Doc? Again, not trying to be difficult, but I’m sure you can understand my… trepidation… about talking about myself to a perfect stranger… even one I have to.” His eyes were focused on the seated figure, and a predatory fire shown in them from behind the unruly hair that cascaded down most of his face.
Kane, R&D
“Fair enough,” Elin replied. Her expression remained calm and while a hint of her own steel (and perhaps a bit of “challenge accepted”) could be seen in her eyes she showed no sign that she had taken offense in any way. “The way I see it, you’ve been through hell and back, in more ways than can be counted. You started out your career as a helper, and despite everything you’ve been through, managed to keep hold of that core part of yourself. You’ve made competence and resilience a way of life and live by the age old tenet of ‘failure is not an option’. Unlike many others who have tried the same you’ve been remarkably successful at it and that in and of itself is something rare. You are sick to death of telling your story to every Tom, Dick, and Harry, because all they want to hear are the dramatic and gory ‘entertaining’ details of the how’s and not one thing about the who and why’s. How am I doing so far?”
Dr. Elin Howell, COPscyh
Kane visibly relaxed slightly and leaned back a bit. “Pretty good so far. Keep going if you think you can take it all the way home. And if you do, I’ll talk. So let’s see what you got, Doc.”
Kane, R&D
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