Ri had gone to her office to get it ready. Some one, at some point would need her services and she wanted it to be perfect. She had just spent the list 30 minutes rearranging this one vase with flowers. On her desk seemed tacky. There was the shelf behind her desk or over the couch where they would lay.<br/><br/>"Damn it,"she hissed, getting frustrated. Sighing, Ri ran a hand through her long red hair and began to pace. Pacing calmed her..helped to cage her inner demons.  Would anyone come to me, she pondered. Here was where her own..baggage would come into play. At her old post..well..the other counselor saw more of the staff then she did.  Closing her eyes, she opened it and walked back to the window. Outside in the darkness of space she knew the stars were there and sought some..comfort in that. Her eyes went back to the offending vase.  "I should throw you into space,"she hissed at it.