Lt. Robin Hopper: Let’s Talk

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Robin Hopper

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Nov 1, 2022, 6:38:39 PM11/1/22
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((Amity Outpost – Counselor Carter’s Office))


Since arriving on Amity and completing her medical and security check-ins, Robin had held a pending appointment with Chief Counselor Carter in her calendar to complete her mandatory counseling check-in as well. In a way, she was sort of glad that she had put it off in lieu of preparing for the mission. The simple truth was that, after a few weeks on Amity – and after that brutal mission – she would have far more to talk about with the Counselor than she would have previously.


As such, she had arranged to complete her counseling session at his earliest convenience and, finding an available spot, had booked it at last. Walking through the counseling services lobby towards Carter’s office, she straightened the gold bangles she wore on her left wrist. While she hardly nervous, she had only barely met the man and hoped to make a good ‘first impression’. He was, after all, the member of Amity’s Command Group that she would report to most frequently, given his association with Sciences.


Hopper: ::Pressing the door chime::  Commander Carter? Lieutenant Hopper. I’m here for my appointment.


Carter: Response


As the door slid open, Robin stepped in with a smile on her face. Since it was shore leave, she had opted not to wear her duty uniform – but had still aimed for something professional. She wore a black wide-strapped tank top with a coordinated black-and-white pencil skirt, the pattern on which loosely resembled houndstooth without being quite so antiquated.


Hopper: Morning, Sir! It’s nice to meet you in a less life-or-death scenario.


She reached a hand out to him warmly.


Carter: Response


Hopper: Please, call me Robin. Especially when I’m off duty.  ::Laughing::  A few of the crewmen in the SRC insist on calling me “ma’am” and it’s extremely surreal…


Carter: Response?


She took a seat opposite Carter and crossed her right leg over her left. Without the skant uniform tights covering it up, her prosthetic left leg – made of matte-finished white aluminum – coordinated nicely with the simple palette of her outfit.


Hopper: Sorry for putting this off over the last few weeks, by the way. I’m sure you understand I’ve had a lot on my plate.  ::Clasping hands and resting them on her knee::  But I’m happy to dive right in!


Carter: Response



TBC



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Lt. Robin Hopper (she/they)
Chief Science Officer, Amity Outpost
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