<br/><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>Redemption Counselor's Office<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Doctor Un'lar Adaal<br/><br/>Geshinna returned the doctor’s smile with one of her own. He claimed not to care what others thought, but he tried to never step on any toes. Who knew a Cardassian could be sort of sweet and modestly humble? She held back a light laugh, dark eyes dancing with intrigued interest. Colleague against colleague, she could see them either being friends who argued or a joint force on Deck 4…who argued. Amused, she grinned her almost full watt smile.<br/><br/>“Indeed, it becomes a bit of a habit to try and solve everyone,” the Orion muni said rather cheerfully, “As unfortunate for them that it is.” Seemed she wasn’t the only one good at adapting themself to those that they interacted with. She made a small bow-like motion. “I find ‘off-putting’ to be a rather tender compliment these day,” she hummed pleasantly, all warmth and musing.<br/><br/>Taking the offered arm, she was careful to keep herself in perfect check. No reason to give a sour spin to a rather pleasant interaction with a possible new friend by letting her pheromones, no matter how weak they were, get in the way. Troublesome at times, she was sure to keep constant check on her emotional balance. The lightly sweet scent, like just a hint of mellow perfume oil, still hugged her close, but it was only enough to put people in a slightly more pleasant mood. Had she been all Orion she wouldn’t have allowed herself to get too close to others without an inhibitor shot every week.<br/><br/>“Yes, a Doctor and a Counselor joining forces is fearsome for all,” she laughed warmly, the sound like sun peeking through a cloudy day,  “They may all very well cower and hide when they see us coming.” Playful banter. This was more her usual territory. Leaning in as if he shared a terribly important secret, she laughed again, patting his arm lightly. “Well, you have nothing to fear, Commander,” she winked at him, “I am certified in keeping secrets.” She gestured to the door, head held high as if they were a pair of dancers about to enter a fully lit stage in front of a massive audience. “Shall we?”<br/>