Posted March 21, 2023, 11:54 a.m. by Ensign Kastarak (Doctor / Counsellor) (Richard A)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Quentin “Q” Dawson (Chief Weapons Officer) in Lt. Q Dawson Psych Eval (Tag Ensign Kastarak)
Q followed the computer directions down to the counselor’s office and pressed the door alert. He had just been transferred over to the Chernov to take over as their Weapons Officer and wanted to get checked out and ready for duty. He was hoping that the counselor could get this taken care of swiftly but understood the protocol of it. He’d been attending therapists since he was a teen. His parents insisted when his older sister died. Even though they eventually stopped going, much to their detriment in Q’s opinion, he continued and found the therapy most rewarding.
Looking in his calendar, moments before the door alert rang, Kastarak had seen Dawson’s name and new position. It had come quickly, a bit quicker than expected, that his friend Umbri would be replaced by this new man. His notes of Mr Dawson were few. He was human, from Earth, England specifically. Lancashire. 30 years old, 178 cm tall.
As the door chimed, Kastarak rose from his seat and walked to the door to greet his new client. The doors opened, and he saw the man.
“Mr Dawson, I presume?” he said, inviting him in. “Please take a seat.”
There were two armchairs and a small coffee table by the window, overlooking a red nebula outside. It was quite the aesthetic view.
– Ensign Kastarak (physician / counsellor)
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