((Counselor's Office - Deck 7, USS Artemis-A))
Smiling as the human deftly avoided the verbal trap she’d set for him, she opened the door to her office and stepped inside. She was a little surprised, pleased even, that he’d avoided the innuendo.
Jashkaa: Take a seat, and please remember. In this office, I am Jashkaa, and you are Vitor. No sirs, no ma’ams and certainly no ranks. Understood?
Vitor nodded and sat down, crossing his legs and resting his hands in his lap. She paused at the replicator, ordering herself a glass of water before turning to him as if to say “what would you like?”
Silveira: I understand Jashkaa. And before you offer me something I just had a coffee so I might only take a glass of water if you please.
Jashkaa: As you say.
Vitor tipped his head and leaned a little back, making himself as comfortable as possible. She placed the glass of water next to him on a small end table, before taking her own seat.
Silveira: I am certain you read my file so you know this isn’t exactly my first counselling session. Well, where do you want me to start? I have more than enough to keep you busy.
Jashkaa took a small sip of water, before looking at him intently for a moment, her green gaze holding him firmly as she crossed her legs.
Jashkaa: Why don’t you begin by telling me what it was precisely that brought you to my office door this fine day.
Vitor frowned slightly but kept his grin. He leaned forward, taking the offered glass of water and held it with both hands as he slowly looked at Jashkaa. She could tell, although his file supported this, that he was a deflector, someone who tried to defer and deflect their emotions as much as possible. This was opposed to a dealer, who actually tried to deal with their problems. Successfully or not, as the case might be.
Silveira: Very well. I suffered a loss more painful than I could have imagined. In our last mission I realised one of my hero figures was only human. And during the last and the previous missions I might have let my emotions run my decisions, although not as dramatically as before.
He took a sip of water, leaning back.
Silveira: Enough of a starting point?
Jashkaa: Why do you do that? ::she pointed at his body language with a slender green emerald finger:: You announce your trauma like it’s a bomb to be dropped, an effect to be awed at. Why?
Silveira: Response
Jashkaa: ::pursing her lips at the response:: Anyway, about this loss. ::she didn’t need to look up his file, she’d committed it to memory:: Jovenan. Tell me about her. And not the facts, I can look those up. Tell me what isn’t in the file.
Silveira: Response
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Lt. Cmdr Jashkaa
Counsellor
As simmed by
Commander Genkos Adea MD
First Officer
USS Artemis-A
G239502GS0
"You know, I'm really easy to get along with most of the time, but I don't like bullies and I don't like threats, and I don't like you, Culluh. You can try and stop us from getting to the truth but I promise you that if you do I will respond with all the 'unique technologies' at my command." - Kathryn Janeway