Psych Evaluation

Posted on Wed Jun 1st, 2022 @ 11:38pm by Lieutenant Freya Savette & Major Damon Griffith

Mission: The Chase Into Danger
Location: Counsellor’s Office

With the arrival of the new Exec Freya had decided to catch him for his psych evaluation. She tapped her comm badge.

=^= Commander Griffith, please report to the Counsellor’s office.

After his watch shift, He had been taking a nap in his quarters. The chirp of his comm badge is what made him wake up. It was only a light nap after all. He yawned and sat up. Still half asleep, he moved his hand around his dresser until he found his badge. Before he tapped the badge, he yawned again and rubbed his eyes.

=^=Griffith here. On my way.=^=

Damon slowly rose out of his bed and moved himself to the center of the bedroom and changed into his off-duty attire. He then moved to the replicator and pressed a button for a preset drink.

Soon enough, a travel mug appeared with plain coffee and cream in it. With that, he left his quarters for the Counselor's Office.

Freya was taking a moment to organise some PADDs away while waiting when her senses picked up on an arrival, popping her head out of her office door she smiled warmly. “Hello Commander, please come on in.”

He entered the office with his drink in his hand. "You wanted to see me counselor?"

Freya nodded motioning for Damon to take a seat. “Please call me Freya, I don’t stand on ceremony here. I thought I’d catch you for your psych evaluation while I had the chance.”

"Very well" he sat down where Freya had motioned for him to sit down. As he sat down, he set his travel mug on the table beside him. He looked up at her. "Given this is a psych evaluation, there is probably a lot to talk about, given I'm relatively new here. Where do you want to begin?"

Freya smiled as she took her seat. “How’s about telling me how it feels to be Executive Officer of a starship? Do you have any worries, or any concerns?”

Damon looked at Freya. "In terms of command, it's actually not much different from what I'm used to. Before the Liberty I transitioned between the Marine Corps and Starfleet on a few different occasions. In my last assignment, before I transferred from the corps, I was the Andromeda's Marine Detachment Commanding Officer. Before that, I was the Marine XO of Outpost Saratoga, at least before..." he paused and sighed giving off a hint of sadness. Freya was a counselor, but he didn't want to divulge on Outpost Saratoga's battle. Not yet. At least that's what he thought was best for himself.

"But that's beside the point. To actually answer your question, being an XO of a starship is also different because I'm not in the corps. I'm not commanding ground troops anymore. In this role, it feels more tame in the sense that I'm not fighting in nearly as much combat on the ground. It's more domesticated, if that's one way to put it. But for me, that isn't a bad thing."

Freya nodded and gave Damian a curious look. “You paused a few moments ago when you were talking about Outpost Saratoga, it’s obvious something happened. Is it that you can’t, or don’t want to talk about it right now?”

"The war was what happened" he began. "How my time ended at Saratoga is something I'd rather not talk about right now" he said quietly, knowing that he really shouldn't keep it bottled up. But nevertheless, Damon was being stubborn.

Freya nodded. “I won’t force you to talk about anything right now Commander, but I will want to see you again. I can sense what you’re holding in, both you and I know that bottling up emotions isn’t good. It does help to talk, and it stays between us.”

He looked down at his drink and back at Freya and responded in a plain tone. "Understood."

“So are you willing to tell me? It doesn’t have to be everything, just a little something would be a start.” Freya gave him a hopeful look.

He sighed. "Sounds about right."

Damon was on the fence. He had done a good job of keeping his emotions in check. Even if bottling them was a bad way of accomplishing that task. He wasn't even sure where to start. But if he was going to talk he needed to start somewhere.

Freya offered an understanding smile. “I know it’s hard and you’ve obviously spent a long time keeping this to yourself. Might I suggest you keep either a written or spoken diary of events? One I can access during your counseling sessions.”

"If it's alright I'd like to do a personal log of sorts?" This could actually be beneficial to him, because talking about it in a personal log allowed him to vent about it. Even if talking to actual people about his past made him uncomfortable, Damon knew that Freya was just trying to help even if it was her job.

Freya nodded. “Of course! That’d be perfect. Are you happy for me to be able to access those logs? It will stay between us, purely for talking about between us.”

"I guess that would be alright" Damon answered honestly. Talking to a computer about his past was more comfortable to him than talking to people besides a counselor.

“Okay great” Freya smiled warmly. “If you should need to talk, my door is always open.”

"Thank you" he said. "Is there anything else you want to discuss?"

Freya considered delving a little deeper into Damon’s psyche but decided against it for now. “Not at the moment Commander, you’ve been very cooperative so I’m happy to let you get on with your duties.”

"Thank you Freya" the Executive Officer stood up and picked up his travel mug. "I'll try to get started on those logs at some point. "Now if you'll excuse me Counselor, I'm going to grab a bite to eat in the Officer's Lounge. I haven't had anything to eat since the morning" he chuckled lightly and began to leave Freya's office.

“Oh Commander!” Freya smiled warmly. “Would you mind if I joined you? I could do with something to eat, No shop talk I promise!”

"That's alright with me. I wouldn't mind the company to be honest" Damon answered her inquiry honestly.

Freya smiled as she stood up and walked across. “Great, in that case let’s get going, I’m starving!”

Damon stepped through the doorway and waited for Freya. "So am I. I think I could really use a Philly Cheesesteak right about now."

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