Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sharah Fayth (Medical) in Deja Vu with the Counselor

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in Deja Vu with the Counselor

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sharah Fayth (Medical) in Deja Vu with the Counselor
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Sharah carefully dumped the water from the water bowl and refilled it, adding 1 ml of plant food to it before gently settling Hope’s basin back into the water bowl. She wondered how Dinui’s trees were doing. Her previous ship’s counselor and she had spent many long hours taking care of the 9 different plants. She’d even taken a few cooking classes from Dinui, the first attempts were dismal, but Sharah was getting better. Her focus was excellent, her cooking skills…not so much, but it was fun. And as Dinui always reminded her, that’s all that mattered. And as long as Sharah had a replicator cooking could just be for fun. She set the small tree down on the low central table. “Well smaller than on the Ark Angel, but I think I like it better,” she commented to the small tree. She picked up her PaDD as it beeped reminding her of her counseling appointment. She glanced down at the reminder, “Time to start over.” Or not…Cmdr Korczak? A shiver of apprehension travelled down her spine. She’d liked the man, but she wondered how he would deem her now, a year and a half, almost two years later. Would he find her improved? Would he even remember her with the number of cadets that paraded through his office?

Several minutes later, tugging her uniform straight, Sharah pressed the chime to Korczak’s office.

Lt jg Fayth, Med

The door slid open and the office on the other was unlike any area in the rest of the ship… But an almost exact mirror of the office on the Challenger when she first encountered the CNS Korczak.

It was lit in a more subdued manner than the rest of the ship, with the light coming from wall lamps rather than the typical overhead lighting. Multiple bookcases with glass enclosed shelves lined one wall, filled with copies and originals of many texts on many different subjects, and a quick glance would show multiple languages as well. The desk was set at an angle against the opposite wall to the door in the corner, allowing for a large open space in the middle. Here there was a couch and a few chairs, one of which sat in front of and facing away from the desk. A low table graced the middle of the area, and on it was a small bowl filled with softly glowing crystals that now cast soft multi-colored lights around the room.. Pictures hung on the walls, some were even old photographs. Each depicted either places, individuals, or groups of people, and many were in black and white.

Sharah stepped in and was inordinately pleased to find the space to be so familiar. Sharah had been in a lot of therapist offices during her life time, and Korczak’s was so unique. The feeling of the room seemed to clearly reflect the feeling of the man’s presence.

The Counselor was still wholly plain looking; in fact so nondescript that he almost blended in with the office. His voice, on the other hand, was as distinctive as ever.. “Hello again. It seems we are destined to get through at least one full check-in.” and he chuckled softly.

Korczak, CNS

Despite Sharah’s apprehension she smiled. She was aware that her apprehension was more a reflection of her own self judgement than, in this case, Korczak’s. “Cmdr Korczak, how have you been?” Compared to the last time he had seen her, there were still signs of strain present but she was also more confident than she had been on Challenger, and there would still be moments of apparent distraction.

Fayth, med

“I have been well. I trust you have been improving since our last meeting, brief as it was?” and he smiled a warm smile. “Come. Sit. Would you like something to drink? I was about to make some tea.” and he stood from behind the desk and took a small wooden box off a shelf behind him.

Korczak, CNS

Sharah found a seat in one of the chairs and got comfortable. The idea of tea mad want almost chuckle sneak out. “Tea would be nice.” Most of the time she drank water. She didn’t mind tea. Dr Zarath though thought horrible concoctions of herbal teas would fix whatever was bothering her…and some of them were vile. But she missed the Andorian CMO. “I am doing much better than when we last spoke.” Especially considering she had been sick from a parasite at the time.

Fayth, med

Korczak pulled out some small, white triangles from the box and went to the replicator. He ordered hot water in a tea pot, and pulled the container form the replicator and dropped in the triangles and then closed the lid. He set the pot on the small table and took a seat. He had no PaDD, no way of taking notes, just sat and smiled. “I am very glad to hear that. Tea will be ready in a moment. Until then, why don’t you tell me what you have been up to since last we spoke?”

Korczak, CNS

Sharah took a deep breath, ordering her thoughts above the never ending noise. “After Challenger I was assigned to the Europaalong with most of my class. Dr. Zarath helped me expand my cadet project into a full research project. I had the opportunity to return to the Academy to present it. It got me noticed by the captain of the Ark Angel and I was transferred there as a botanist, and some how I ended up being made the CSO. After Ark Angel’s last mission I realized I wasn’t the right person for that job. I did well, I enjoyed the challenge, but it wasn’t what I wanted to do withy career, and I don’t feel I was a match for the position. I wanted to go back to medical, but there were no openings on Ark Angel, so I took a transfer here.” That was a brief synopsis of the whirlwind her career felt like. “I made a very good friend on Ark Angel, Tabris Asam. He is very different, and has some of the wildest stories. I guess that happens when you’re over 200 years old. He’s El-Aurian. He adopted 4 children. Neltus, Vedi, Mecona, and Julin.” Her face brightens at the thought of them. “Tabris asked me to be their godmother. I adore them…Oh I’ve started learning how to cook. It’s a disaster most of the time, especially if I’m caught off guard and get distracted, but I’m enjoying it.”

Fayth, med

Korczak nodded and smiled. “That is excellent. Yes… very good indeed. And a far cry from where you were as a Cadet on the Challenger. You said then ‘I just want to do a good job as a doctor and graduate. I think it’s better that I stay to myself.’ It seems that perhaps that perspective has shifted a great deal. Tell me about that.”

Korczak, CNS