USS McNair - Counselor's Office [archive]
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				Title: <strong>USS McNair - Counselor's Office [archive]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 05:53:56</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 14:42:23</strong>
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				Without any hesitation in his step, Alexi made his way directly from the transporter to his office.&nbsp; Nodding congenially at those he passed, he realised he was looking forward to putting faces to names.&nbsp; So far all he had was written records that he had briefly skimmed through on the transfer from his old assignment.&nbsp; It was not the workload the he was finding faintly daunting, it was the responsibility that came with stepping into his first department head role - previously, there had been some faint comfort in the knowledge that the decisions and consequences made on the behalf of the department weren't something he had to worry about.... even though he consciously worked to ensure that everything he did was precise and good for the staff he took care of.<br><br>Now, however - he knew the Captain would be asking him to explain not only any missteps he made but any of his staff as well.&nbsp; With a faint shrug, he turned the corner into a currently empty sickbay and made his way straight to the door that he knew led to his office.&nbsp; Noting the minimal numbers of doors adjoining his office, he remembered that the McNair was a fair smaller ship than the Pegasus and, as a result, came with a far smaller Counseling compliment.&nbsp; Maybe his previous worries were over-exaggerated he realised, with a wry grin, and perhaps a small department may be the best way to ease his way into the new role of senior officer.<br><br>With a slight stretch and roll of his shoulders, he dropped his pack into the private adjoining room, and slouched back in his chair.&nbsp; Typically, it was expected that Senior Officers presented themselves to the Captain but Alexi was not sure if this Captain Mitchell was one who welcomed their Chief Counselor onto the bridge - only a few captains seemed to so Alexi hoped that he would be forgiven any insult for not appearing in person until his boundaries were known.&nbsp; Quickly, so as to minimise the time spent before reporting, he scanned through his secure datapad and put faces to names so that he was prepared as best he could for his new roles.&nbsp; Alexi could not help but be impressed with the combination of youth and confidence reflected in the file photos and reports of the crew.&nbsp; Wondering if, indeed, he would have much work ahead of him given the apparent surface level mental stability of the crew, he pressed a button on his desk illuminating a viewscreen on his far wall.<br><br>"Visuals please Computer." he said, his inherent manners coming to the fore.<br><br>"Counselor Rei to the Captain, reporting for Duty." he said, eschewing the rank he held as Counselors were prone to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 16:44:38</strong>
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				To say that Dyar Renn was excited was a dramatic understatement. He had enjoyed serving aboard the USS Da Vinci, but as much as he was going to miss the friends he had made there, he looked forward to making new ones more. And Morale Officer! It wasn't anything much to most people, but his greatest joy in life came from seeing joy on others' faces.<br><br>He had spent the last weeks of his assignment aboard the Da Vinci going over the personell records and ship layout diagrams for his new assignment. So when he beamed aboard, he knew exactly where the lounge was and made a beeline for it, not even stopping by his quarters to drop off the few personal possessions he had brought with him in the old Bajoran leather rucksack he kept as a memento of his past. The room was smaller than the lounge was on the Da Vinci, which made sense since the McNair was a smaller ship, but his face brightened with a broad grin anyway. Small, yes, but his. Empty at the moment, but he hoped to see plenty of smiling faces in it in the days and years to come at all hours. And he would spend most of those hours here. He never really considered himself "off duty" when it came to making sure that his fellow crewmates were enjoying themselves. He wondered briefly if the captain would let him set up a Dabo table...<br><br>Shaking his head at the idea (of course not! Why even think such a thing?) he left the lounge. He stopped off at his quarters for a moment to drop off his bag. Like the lounge, the room was small, but again, it was his, and he would make the best of it.<br><br>"Computer, has Counselor Rei beamed aboard yet?"<br><br>"Counselor Rei has beamed aboard."<br><br>"Where is he?"<br><br>"Counselor Rei is in his office."<br><br>Renn nodded, silently acknowledging the ubiquitous presence of the omniscient computer. He headed toward the nearest turbolift and couldn't help smiling and waving or shaking hands with every crewman he passed in the corridors.<br><br>Finally, he stood before the ship's counselor's door. He took a deep breath and rung the door chime. He had read up on the Betazoid, of course, but he had yet to meet him in the flesh. He wore a smile, as he almost always did, but knew that the telepath would be able to sense the deep anxiety within him. He hoped they would get along.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 16:59:04</strong>
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				Hearing the soft tone just as he requested to talk to the Captain, Alexi concentrated slightly and could feel an exuberant yet slightly anxious presence outside his office.&nbsp; Reaching out, he pressed a button on the desk and with an almost silent movement, the doors quickly slid open to reveal the broad smile of the morale officer, Chief Petty Officer Renn.&nbsp; <br><br>With a gesture of his hand, Alexi motioned to Dyer to come in and take a seat across from him before quickly continuing to speak so as to appear as to have continued his sentence flawlessly.<br><br>"... together with Chief Petty Officer Renn."<br><br>Knowing that this could not ease the man's anxiety but knowing there was nothing that could be done about it, Alexi gestured again towards the viewscreen.&nbsp; Hoping that Dyer had picked up on the cues, he awaited the Captain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 17:12:59</strong>
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				And so it had begun. After meeting the First Officer, the other senior officers came in droves. It brought a smile to Airik's face. It was all real. This time it was his Betazoid Counselor and the Bajoran Morale Officer.<br><br>=/\= "Welcome on board, Counselor and Chief. I hope you're finding your way around. At your convenience I'd like to meet with you, Counselor." =/\=<br><br>Having a shared background in psychology, Airik was interested in meeting Alexi. He was sure the Betazoid would be a valuable member of the senior staff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 17:33:28</strong>
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				There it was again. It seemed like he would spend his entire life correcting people at their first meetings. Although he had done it countless times, it was still difficult, especially when the person in question was a superior officer. Most especially when it was his direct superior. Better to get it out of the way early, though.<br><br>"Actually, sir, it's Chief Petty Officer Dyar. Renn is my given name. It's the Bajoran custom to put the surname first."<br><br>He mentally crossed his fingers, hoping that the other man took no offense. It wouldn't be a good sign to get his boss angry at him at their first meeting.<br><br>Still, though, Betazoids were unusually empathic as well as telepathic, so he supposed the other man would understand. Understand, too, that Bajorans as a people were very headstrong and unafraid to voice their opinions. Even though he didn't share his people's faith, he still respected it and admired and was proud of his cultural heritage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 17:44:32</strong>
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				Recognising the Captain immediately from his profile picture, Alexi nodded in companionable acknowledgment of the welcome.&nbsp; While phrased as a request, Alexi recognised a dismissal and also knew that meeting with the Captain would be something that he would have to do as a priority.&nbsp; Casting a brief glance at Renn, Alexi chose to respond succinctly.<br><br>=/\= "Thank you Captain.&nbsp; Ahh, that would be Chief Dyar but ah, yes, I think we're both settling in well.&nbsp; I'll make my way to the bridge presently, Sir." =/\=<br><br>As soon as the connection dropped, Alexi quickly assessed the man, impressed at how professionally the man had corrected his gross error as well as explaining and teaching him something in the process.&nbsp; &nbsp;Despite being impressed, he could feel the nervousness increase in the other man and knew that a forthright and personal approach was needed.&nbsp; Standing up, he walked around the desk to approach the other man, holding his hand out.&nbsp; Looking the other man directly in the eye, he let an honest yet casual smile appear with a slight hint of apology obvious.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hello and welcome Chief Dyar.&nbsp; My name is Alexi, Alexi Rei.&nbsp; I've heard that you have had some significant success in boosting morale and I really admire your positivity.&nbsp; I suspect we'll work together very well.&nbsp; I do apologise however for my error in introducing you - I should have known that fact already."<br><br>Pausing slightly, he ran his hand through his hair, fingers brushing through the white spot on the side of his head.&nbsp; Looking across at the blank viewscreen, he looked back at the man in front of him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now, I think I've been called to make a personal appearance so we may have to cut this first meeting short even though we only got a bare second to talk.&nbsp; Perhaps after I have talked to the Captain, I could meet you in your lounge and we could look at what we have to work with together?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 19:21:00</strong>
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				Renn was visibly relieved by Alexi's reaction. He accepted the other man's outstretched hand with a warm, open smile and shook it.<br><br>"Thank you, sir. And it's really not a problem. No one knows everything, after all."<br><br>He, too, recognized the dismissal from his superior and stepped to one side to make the door available to the Betazoid.<br><br>"I'll be there, sir. I've seen it already, in fact. It may be a little small, but that just makes it more cozy, right?" He had wanted to say 'intimate' instead of 'cozy', but he wasn't sure how Alexi would react to innuendo of that stripe. He'd have to be careful until he'd gauged the crew as to how far he could let his naturally flirtatious demeanor go. But that was one of the exciting things about making new friends, and he looked forward to it.<br><br>"I'd say good luck with the captain, but he sounds like a good man from everything I've read. See you later, sir!"<br><br>Renn turned and headed down the corridor, back toward the lounge. He couldn't wait to get started.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 04:08:52</strong>
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				Alexi moved quickly into the sickbay and onwards to the corridor, nodding as the Chief spoke.<br><br>"With such a small complement on board, we don't need something extravagant.&nbsp; A small lounge for those off duty to gather and get to know each other sounds perfect.&nbsp; I'll pass by later."<br><br>He hid a smile at the man's enthusiasm, nodding instead, and made his way to the nearest turbolift.<br><br>"Bridge." he said and immediately the lift whirred into operation, taking him to the command centre of his new home for the first time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Counselor's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Riona</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:11:09</strong>
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				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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; "I should throw you into space,"she hissed at it.
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