Posted Jan. 10, 2019, 4:38 a.m. by Ensign David Harrington (Doctor) (Cass Young)
It was a strange feeling walking through the hallway of the Viking. With the way the shadows seemed to reach out to him trying to suck him in, it almost felt like he was the only living being on a ghost ship. Even the crew were… strange. He’d expected to elect a few stares from the other crew members he passed, but he’d recieved nothing of the sort. Rather his rough looks almost fitted in along with everyone else. He vaugly remembered a passing comment Harry had made about it being a ship fill of regects, Star-fleets cast offs and what not. He hadn’t believed her then, but a part of him wondered if maybe she had been right. He was now here after all. Mentally he shook his head, although his face maintained it’s neutrality. He should be focusing on the task at hand, which was finding the Counselors office.
The Counselor was always the first place David went to on a ship. As a personal rule, he liked to get both of his evaluations done before meeting his superior officer, although being a doctor, he had frequently killed two birds with one stone (so to speak) by getting his pyshical done when he reported in. Logically it meant that his Psychological was done first. And with one of the conditions of his return to Star-Fleet had been that he see one regularly, he was eager now more than ever to meet the person who was unlucky enough to have to delve into the mind of David Harrington.
Abrutly he stopped walking and looked about him. He knew he was on the right deck, but as he looked around himself to get his bearings, he had a sinking feeling that he’d over shot the mark. Turning around he retraced his steps, paying more attention to where he was going now. He’d politely already radioed ahead to let the Counselor know what time to expect him and he hoped that this wouldn’t make him late. Rounding the corner of the corridor, he found he had indeed overshot by at least three doorways, and he quickly hurried to ring the chime.
Ens. Harrington
Doctor
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