<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/45/1b/dc/451bdcd030daeca003fd23945982e03c--star-trek-costumes-alien-costumes.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Counselor Geshinaa Nollad<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Briefing Room<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>passing mentions on others<br/><br/>Geshinaa smiled and gave a small bow of gratitude to the caption before taking a seat at the table. Beaming from the honor, she looked over and realized she certainly wasn't the last one in. The Chief Security Officer entered with an overly casual flop into a seat and a grumble of complaint. The Counselor seemed to perk in interest at this odd security officer commander. Most that she had seen had always been overly rigid and needing a hand at relaxation. This one had not a worry in the world as far as that was concerned. In fact she looked a bit unruly and overly casual for a meeting. But then again...it wasn't her place to judge now was it?<br/><br/>Blinking a bit and blushing as she spotted an untamed fluff spot on her volumously styled hair, she tried to descretely tame it with fingers and claw-like nails. This meeting seemed as though it would be short and sweet- Ah. Leave it to the Doctor to go against her presumptions... But he wasn't entirely wrong, though he was a bit stiff in his presentation, which could more than ruffle a few feathers. Glancing over at the rebellious crewmemeber of subtle question, Geshinaa tried to smile. It wavered a bit.<br/><br/>She was a bit hurt that her attempts to try to sway the human woman to see reason had backfired. She knew people who had avoided her for many reasons, but her hide never thickened to it. It made her feel like a little kid surrounded by others who sneered at her with disgust, as if she had a horrible disease. Old memories were deep scars. If anyone could understand, Geshinaa could. But how do you help someone you can't even get close enough to say a few words to? It would be extremely uncomfortable, but the human female may indeed have to be actually<em>foreced</em>to just sit in Geshinaa's office for an hour or two. Her fingers knotted a bit and she tried to smile, really she did.<br/><br/>Of course the distraction of Lt. Co. Rim Tibbetts and the fierce Chief Security Officer helped give her a moment to collect herself. Her first stationing on a ship this may be, but she would work her hardest to help the crew. Even those who didn't think they needed help. She could not afford to fail them. The Counselor shook her head a bit and smiled with a renewed strength.<br/><br/>"Now, now everyone," her voice was warm and soft, as soothing as a mother's gentle hug, "Let's not get too energetic on our first meeting." Laughing warmly, a warm sea of soothing treatment to the tense air, the Counselor looked over each person at the table. "Our faithful Cheif Security Officer would not have been selected for her position unless she were well and apt," she looked to Lt. Co. Rim, "And of course your many talents of observation are a great asset Commander, but I believe it is in the Doctor and the Captain's hands to decide on which drinks are best for the Cheif Officer's health. Though I am sure your kindness and attention is more than appreciated. It is good to know you are so readily looking out for your fellow crew members."<br/><br/>Her pitchless black eyes went to the Doctor and she raised a brow. "I find the idea of practice very useful Doctor, but it has only been very shortly that we've been aboard," she beamed with warmth as if to press sunshine into the Cardassian's very pores, "I believe there should be some time to allow everyone to adapt to their new stations. Perhaps a slow and steady induction of your practice drills would be better suited for their schedules, so as to keep them from becoming overly stressed."<br/><br/>"With of course the full attentions of our esteemed Chief Secuirty Officer and the Captain of course," she was humming with inducing tenderness in her smooth transitions between each crew member of high rank. This was no time for arguments or ill will to be born. Geshinaa would not seem them quarreling so soon. "Practice is important after all," the Counselor calmed, "It should always be second nature to move to keep oneself or others from harm, rather than be harmed in a moment's hesitation."