First Secretary Aitas - The Past, Ever Present

[Aitas]

((Counseling Care Center - Medical Center - Amity Outpost))

Aitas had just come off of work and was still wearing a knee-length deep purple dress, sleeveless and with a filigree of silver that spread across her shoulders and up over her throat. 

While she had encountered Counselor Nevark before, such had been only briefly, and not exactly in this capacity. She had seen a lot of counselors over the years, and some had gone far better than others. She expected that this one would go better than most of her visits as a child, at least.

Not that that was saying much. 

Aitas: Ah, Counselor. They’ve not been keeping you too busy, I hope.

She gave the counselor a smile but didn’t offer a hand. 

Nevark: Response

Aitas took one of the chairs; her posture perfect, hands relaxed in her lap. Not stiff, no. Simply calm. Her emotions restrained to something undetectable. 

Aitas: It’s not my first experience with such storms, but it has been some time. I find myself glad they’re not a frequent occurrence.

Nevark: Response

Aitas: I was pregnant with my son for the last one. So over seven years. 

She followed the words up with another brief touch of a smile. 

Nevark: Response

Tag/TBC

First Secretary Aitas

Federation Diplomatic Corps

Amity Outpost

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