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Meeting With the Captain

Posted on Wed Dec 8th, 2010 @ 7:33am by Lieutenant Commander Deanna King

Mission: Flawed. Season 2, Episode 3
Location: Counselor's Office

Deanna was sitting in her office thinking about the crew. She really had not talked with the CO since she set foot on base.

=/= Commander King to Captain Ramano =/=

Romano was just finishing up on his meal in the replimat with the pleasant young women who had identified herself as Gin Gallia when the call came through.
"Go a head Counselor... What can I do for you?"

"Do you have the time to meet with me," asked Deanna.

Having come down the Psychology and Counseling track himself, Zor understood why the Counselor was tip toeing around him on a matter that could be something very serious, he had taken the approach many times before himself. This in turn only fueled his curiosity.
Of course Counselor. Would you like me to come down to your office?"

"If you want to my office, that would be fine. If you prefer, I can though come to your office instead," said Deanna.

"I'm on my way now Counselor!", he kept his answer clipped as her indecision was something that had always been a bug bear of his. If a decision needed making then make it, and that had always been his position, it was just unfortunate that it irked him when others were incapable.

The turbo lift journey was a short one, but the walk from the turbo lift once on the right deck took a lot longer. The designers of the station had very little thought in destinations or turbo lift coverage when it was built. Still, that was a minor concern.

As he rounded the last corner he nodded at two engineers that were working on some form of power transfer before depressing the chime on the door.

Deanna was grabbing a cup of coffee from the replicator when she had heard the door chime. She was full aware of whom was at the door. "Come," called Deanna.

With the customary whine that came with Cardassian design the doors parted admitting Zor into a room that came from very left field. With most of the rooms in the station, again with Cardassian design, they were stark and utilitarian and no matter what one did to make it more homely and comfortable looking, they still had a sterile air to them, or at least every other home and office other than this. It came across as comfortable, warm and a sweet scent licked the air making one feel at ease instantly. This was the point that Zor came to the understanding that Commander King wasn't just a Counselor, but a good one at that.
"Counselor, you wanted to see me?"

"Oh yes," said Deanna. "Would you like to sit down?"

With the practiced ease he had gained over his years of navigating his own suit as a Counselor, he moved around the room and took the seat looking out of the oval shaped window across from him. Its vista as breathtaking as the one from his own office, only this office was in the main of the habitat ring. The docking ring could be seen across with one of the massive pylons atop and below stretching out into the distance. Beyond that lay a gaseous blue and red Hughes nebula some distance out. "I still can't believe what this Station had been used for before the Cardassian withdrawal. Its surroundings don't hold to the horror that happened here!"

Deanna sat down in the couch in front of the Captain. The way she had the room set up is that the two couches were in front of each other, but had a table in between them so they faced each other. "Captain, I hope I am not taking you away from anything important," said Deanna. "I wanted to meet with you though and pretty much wanted to hit base with you. I wanted to see how you were doing as I know its hard sometimes to get used to different assignment. I also wanted to let you know, I am here to listen and be your sounding board if you need it.

Watching and hearing her sent a pang of envy through his conscious mind. His heart was still firmly entrenched in helping people and listening to their problems and trying to help in what ever way he could, but Command also had its high points and he wouldn't change that. It was just one of those reminiscences for times past.
"I know Counselor. I came from the same career track, so I know and I appreciate the reminder".
Again, his gaze fell onto the vista that stretched out in front of him from the view that the oval window offered. "Whats the crews mood like after the changes of late?"

"Most of the crew is doing good, but there is a couple that concern me though."

One little nugget of information that almost all other Commanding Officers would no doubt overlook stood out to him. 'a couple that concern me'.
"Would you care to explain that in more detail Counselor!", he asked, posing it more as an order than a question.

"I really can't say. Privacy issues" said Deanna. "But what I can say to you is this. I have one officer that is resistant to counselors and it was like pulling teeth to get them down here to talk to them and then I have another officer that dealing with a loss that recently happened.

Zor had a funny feeling one of those officers was someone who had just returned from a trip in time that had meant the end of something other than just the trip itself, as for the other he had no idea.

"Captain, don't worry. If I feel either one need to be relieved of duty, I will notify you. I don't want to be too hasty if they can do their job just fine."

"So captain, how are you doing? How are you adapting? It can't be easy getting used to new surrounding and crew."

So far his time on Deep Space seven had been mundane, just the way he liked it. If his life was mundane then it meant everything was running like clockwork.
"So far my time here has been enjiyable... I know Counselor... A career in Starfleet is never a dull moment, but so far, its been pretty quiet here".

"I know the feeling." Deanna felt it was too quiet, but right now she felt a bit alone."Captain, that is all I wanted to see you about. I wanted to see how you were doing. I am here for you when you need to bend an air or have a hard choice to make. Don't forget that."

"Thank you for the offer Counselor, I'll bare that in mind. Now if you will excuse me, I have several other appointments to keep."
Zor rose to stand and circled around the room and just before exiting he bid the Commander one last farewell and passed trhough the slidding doors.


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