Shakedown #143"
By: Patia Zoei, Chief Counselor, [PC]

Stardate: 58203.01 0800

==Counselor’s office==

Patia arrived in her office early for the day. She had no actual appointments on her calendar, other than the meeting with the MWR officer at 1700. There had been an uneasy feeling settling by her heart since she had left Miranda’s the evening before. Patia knew it had to do with Ensign Favor. Something happened here last night, something that wasn’t at all what she had expected. Fortunately, she felt resolution would be happening soon. On occasion, Patia felt it would be far easier if she could turn her empathetic side off for awhile. She would never want to lose her abilities, but the constant influx of information about other people was tiring at times.

Patia paused at the replicator. “Computer, Coffee, black, extra hot.” The replicator sounded and Patia picked up her steaming mug of coffee. She gingerly carried it to her desk. She chuckled softly as she set it down. When she had requested extra hot, she hadn’t expected scalding. Funny how things work so much better on a brand new ship than they had on the old, decrepit transport ship, she smiled to herself.

“Computer, pull personnel files on Giuseppe Silvio and Teilani Dane,” Patia requested. Due to the issues they faced on board the Kittyhawk, she would need to be visiting with them as they prepared to actively join the Zion. Hopefully, they would only need a cursory meeting and would be ready to begin their duties. Scrolling through the current medical reports on Silvio, Patia shook her head slowly. Unless he was a stronger man than any she had ever met before, they would be meeting more than one time. She had a strong suspicion, he wouldn’t readily agree to this, though.

Patia reached for her mug, tentatively touching the cup. It had cooled, marginally, but enough that she could safely touch it. She wrapped both hands around the mug, drawing in its warmth through her palms. The horror the Kittyhawk had experienced chilled her thoroughly. This afternoon, she would put together her action plan. At some point, she may need to approach the Captain with it. She had very limited exposure to the Captain and how he ran his ship. Now might be the time to see how much latitude he would give her.

She glanced at her chronometer. As she looked up, she felt a knot closing in, deep within her chest. It was so tight, it was actually painful. Someone was waiting outside her office door.