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A Case Of The Blues 1

Posted on Sun Mar 8th, 2020 @ 1:40pm by Lieutenant Aryen Colan & Civilian Riaothren ch'Shaorhs

Mission: Who Can Catch the Sky
Location: Counseling Office
Timeline: Current

Ren paced back and forth in the Captain's cabin. If Andorians could sweat, he would have been sweating bullets. He had agreed to meet with the counselor, but he was having second thoughts.

Andorians were as private as they were volatile, or at least Ren was. But they were also honorable and he had given his word. And maybe, just maybe seeing a counselor would actually help him deal with his issues.

He checked himself in the mirror and finger-combed his hair and left the cabin dressed in a pair of black trousers and a mauve colored vee neck, short-sleeved tee-shirt and made his way to the counseling office. Once there, he stepped into the outer office and informed, who he assumed to be an aide or a receptionist, that he was there for his 1430 appointment.

The receptionist checked Aryen's status out of habit, but the half Betazoid counselor usually appears before she could actually inform her that her next appointment was there. There was a small light on the side of Marina's console and as she looked it changed from blue to green. So her previous client had left and she was done with her process notes. Aryen had a system where clients came in through reception but would leave through an inconspicuous door into the outside corridor passing close to sick bay to protect the confidentiality of whoever came to see her. People leaving her rooms could even check if there was anyone close by before they stepped out.

And right on cue, Aryen appeared, smiling when she saw the young Andorian. Chan she observed. She had not had much to do this male gender of the Andorians but did recognize the softer features. "Hello Riaothren, am I pronouncing that right?" she asked with a warm smile. "I am Aryen."

"Yes ma'am," he said rising to his feet, "you did. But you can call me Ren. Everyone does." He gave her a smile that he hoped seemed genuine. "I uh, I've never really been to a counselor before."

Aryen smiled gently. "It is very brave of you to come to see me. Come inside," she invited him into her office, indicating for him to take a seat on the sofa to the one side while she sat down on the chair. "First and foremost, I want to inform you that whatever you say is confidential and private. I don't report to anyone about what we discuss unless I see that you want to harm yourself or someone else. Still then, I don't disclose what we talk about, okay. Also, whatever your situation is, we work together. I am not here to tell you what to do, it is not my place. But sometimes, because I am not in your situation, I can provide alternatives, but basically we work together. You know yourself the best," she said gently. "if you have any questions, you are welcome to ask me. Do you have anything you would like to know about me?"


He followed her inside, still a little wary despite her reassurances. "Thank you," he replied as he sat down. He leaned back in the chair, his arms folded across his chest, his back straight and his antennae were dancing back and forth.

"I have no desire to harm myself, that's kinda why I'm here. And I don't want to hurt anyone else, at least not in the way I think you mean."

"You said we'd work together and you'd provide alternatives, but how exactly does that work?"

Once she sensed that the young was comfortable and more relaxed, Aryen continued gently. "You basically tell me what you are facing, or what you need assistance with, and because I am a little more objective, I can see things from a different angle. I may ask you questions, and provide alternate perspectives, but in the end, you know what will work best for you," she answered. "So, tell me about the main reason you are here today," she prompted.

He tilted to the left, his antennae curling to the right. Unconsciously he leaned back a little. "I think there are little issues, fights, acting out, shi...stuff like that. But I was very close to my charan. I miss him. A lot. and my tharan killed him."

Aryen noticed what seemed to display conflicting emotions in the young man and that he found it difficult to be talking about this as well. "Your one parent killed the other?" she asked. "Did I understand that right?" Ayren was aware of the complexities of Andorian family structures but did not assume she understood everything about it.

The Andorian teen nodded slowly, his antennae stood rigid and unmoving.

"Yes, I have two fathers and two mothers. Andorian biology is, well different I am a Charan. And I was closer to Ashav who is my Charan. I stayed with him after the divorce. He at least tried to understand that I'm different

"My Tharan thought I wasn't Andorian enough."

"I am so sorry to hear that you had to endure something like that," Aryen said. Though she had heard of and experienced the grimmer side of life, she was still astonished by how much harm and pain people experience, more so when they are this young. Picking up on his slight emphasis, she decided to probe gently: "Explain to me what you mean by being different?" she asked gently. She had a good inkling of what he was referring to but preferred him to tell her if he wanted to.

"I'm gay. I know this is the twenty-fifth century, but that doesn't matter to him. The Andorian race is dying out. Slowly, but surely."

"I don't think he objected to my liking boys instead of girls, it was more that I don't want to pretend. I don't, how should I put this, contribute my DNA. Don't want to get married and have a family and have to have something on the side, just so the planet can be preserved."

"That and the fact I prefer art over being a warrior."

Ayren could understand that a parent would be concerned about the race dying out. But she empathized with the intense struggle this young man had with the rejection and the murder of the one person who accepted him. "You mentioned earlier that there are some acting out and fights... is this how it's affecting you? And the reason why you are here today?" she asked gently.

"Yeah, that is why I'm here. I've been better since I got here. I haven't gotten into any fights yet. But I almost did with this Orion kid name Hare."

"He wanted me to pay him to, em, you know do stuff."

TBC



 

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