<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 Bridge<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Doctor Un'lar Adaal, Lt.Cdr. Rim Tibbets, Lt.Cdr. Veyea Fontaine, Lt. Kavash Teel<br/><br/>The Catian Commander tried to distract her with all his uptick on hearing what he ought not of. Wolf indeed. He was a kitten, all fuzzy and cute, and she wouldn’t be fooled. He could pass his tender growls at her all he liked, but it would take a lot more convincing for her to find him wolfish. Not with that playful grin he had kept shining at everyone. Normally she would accept the invitation to banter, but she had to focus. So all she did was give him a subtle wink and try to focus on the situation at hand. Mister Distracting, down boy.<br/><br/>Geshinaa watched carefully, as if Veyeas were a skittish feline that must be given space, less it feel cornered and lash out. No matter how much of a façade she presented, the counselor wasn’t buying it. If the higher ups had ordered it, then it was far more pressing than any appearance could present. And she was well trained in looking past surfaces. Not to mention she had a bit of a trick up her sleeve, given her race. While she wasn’t as in tune as a full-blooded Orion, she could<em>feel</em>other people’s emotions when focusing. It was like extra strong empathy. Had she been full Orion, she might have been able to get a bit more, but in her line of work, emotions were all she needed. Standing face to face with Veyea, Geshinaa decided to take a closer look.<br/><br/>Feelings of extreme discomfort directed at Geshinaa and the doctor. Fear that board-lined functionality, the human female was clearly not ‘alright’. Extremely not ‘alright’. It felt almost like a form of post-trauma, the intense fear, the phantom flood of drowning in ice water feeling making the counselor resist the intense urge to shudder and curl in on herself. Slipping out of the human’s intense emotions just as silently as she had slipped in, she kept her body language relaxed and open. But the smile on her face was laced with a counselor’s distant concern.<br/><br/>Whatever was bothering the human female, it went far beyond and far deeper than she presented. Hands still behind her back, her knuckles turned white. "I must insist that we schedule soon,” she let her voice gently caress the insisting words, "While your duty of position is to the ship and her crew, this also includes you well being.” She tipped her head to the side, trying to implore the other woman to see reason without pushing too hard.<br/><br/>The door to the bridge opened once more and her eyes flickered over to the new comer. Second in Command. The counselor managed a bit more of smile towards the commander, not wanting to impress that anything could be desperately wrong, since she didn’t want to embarrass Veyea. Lt. Commander Rim made for a good distraction for the Second though. Not…that there was anything that would ever be hidden from the Second, of course. But humans had delicate egos… She didn’t want to worsen the female emotional state by making uncomfortable<em>and</em>embarrassed.<br/><br/>Doctor Adaal stepped in and Geshinaa had the urge to pinch or nudge him somewhere gently. Men. So pushy sometimes. But leave it to Father to supersede Mother and demand the unruly Child to heel. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. It would have been all with affection of course. The Doctor was growing on her rather quickly. With a small incredulous shake of her head and gave him a look, before turning her attend back on the Lt. Commander. Geshinaa didn’t want to push, considering the thin as fragile glass emotional state she sensed in just her brief ‘glance’, but the doctor was right: this couldn’t be ignored or put off. If the other woman couldn’t serve without harm to herself or others, they needed to know. It was top priority that every person in the crew is optimal for whatever they might face in the journey ahead.<br/><br/>"There is no dishonor in needing help from time to time,” she coaxed as gently as a mother comforting a stubborn child who needed a good long cry, "You don’t need to prove anything to anyone.” It was all an assumption, based on the fact that Veyea was so strongly against her and the doctor and just going in to medbay for a simple appointment. Humans were strong and pridedful, much like Orions. They were a bit more emotionally robust than most races, but that also made them a bit more… difficult to handle. They often felt uncomfortable admitting to anything being wrong emotionally or mentally. They couldn’t view it as a bruise or scratch. It was a badge of honor for them.<br/><br/>"But as the Doctor said, we will be anticipating you for an appearance tomorrow,” she had to delicately show that her support of Doctor Adaal assessment. While she might not agree with his blunt manner, he was correct. There was no questioning that. "We are here to support you Lt. Commander,” Geshinaa tipped her head forwards with a beseeching smile.<br/>