Providing Help

Posted on 11/01/2020 @ 4:14pm by Lieutenant JG Siobhan Richards PhD

Mission: S2E2: The Auction House
Location: Counselor's Office, USS Crazy Horse
Timeline: Day 42 at 0730

Siobhan was back on the Crazy Horse. The mission was totally off for her. She just got lost at some point on what they supposed to do and what she was she there for in the first place. The only thing she could do in her opinion was to make sure that the Ferengi and Orion would survive because that was not a common theme around as she learned almost immediately after she came back. With sadness, she found out there were casualties and even more that Larissa killed someone. She simply shook her head. How that happened?

Her return to the office gave her a chance to take a sip of a requested tea when the doors opened and her assistants poured in with recent updates. At least they got the colonists out but they needed help, not just medical but also psychological.

Taking the list of colonists and their locations, she began to assign her people. First of all they needed to confirm statuses of people, reorganize them to ensure that families are together, and provide mental help to those in need. Those latter preferably separate from others. Some likely would require isolation, or at least calm. She had prepared everything down to a few tricks, like some snacks, sweets and calming music, as well as PADDs with numerous materials to read.

Siobhan spent nearly an hour talking to her assistants and on the fly giving orders and passing them to the rest of her subordinates. Finally, she managed to send the assistants away as well, directing them. The tall blonde herself was going eventually to visit to the colonists as well, but for that she needed to change clothes.

Left alone, she plopped on the chair behind the desk and exhaled, tired with this last hour more than with the entire away mission. What she was there for again? She shook her head somewhat disheartened and she was going to talk to the XO for not setting the parameters clear enough.

=/\= Lieutenant Richards, please report to the captain’s ready room. =/\=

Siobhan tapped her commbadge.
“Lieutenant Richards. On my way.” She said, stood up and undressed, getting a pare uniform out from a cupboard. She always had one here for situation like that. A counsellor always needs to look fresh and presentable.

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Lieutenant Siobhan Richards
Ship's Counselor
USS Crazy Horse