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[This really shouldn't be that much of a surprise to either of them really that he's managed to, of all things, get lost. To be fair the new Enterprise is a lot bigger than the old Galaxy class one and getting lost is to be expected.

Ending up right outside of her office however while climbing around the Jeffrey's tubes to find the repair he had to do was not what he expected or wanted (this was totally unintentional). No really, he didn't even know what deck this was and instead of asking the computer (and risk being over heard) he's just ringing a random crew members door and hoping they don't laugh in his face.]

counselled

[ it really shouldn't be much of a surprise and probably won't be when deanna finally opens the door to the chirping. she's in the back of her office at the moment, not expecting anyone for a while, so he'll actually have to ring it twice for her to realize someone's there.

okay so she can sense someone through the door, but considering it could be anyone on the ship and a lot of them tended to walk by her office at any given moment, she doesn't immediately assume that person is there to see her. so when her door chirps a second time, she straightens, frowning slightly at it. ]

Come in.

barccoli

[That second chirp comes very quick after the first, he's a little bit embarrassed to be standing around outside someone's quarters or office and he's even wringing his hands together as he waits for an answer. He's nervous, worried, but mostly nervous because it would be his luck someone would laugh at him about this and well that's what he's trying to avoid.

Typical Reg is typical here really. But when he hears that voice his shoulders sag in relief and he opens the door, only to give Deanna a very relieved sort of smile.]

Deanna, so good to see you! [...That may have come out a little more excited and relieved then he would have liked.]

counselled

[ ...okay so she isn't that surprised to see lieutenant barclay here in front of her, but she is surprised to see him looking particularly nervous today. she takes it all in, his looks as well as what her empathic abilities can tell her, before she offers him entrance into her office. ]

Is there something wrong? I wasn't aware we had an appointment today.

[ she's not going to make this easy on you, reg. ]

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[Sshh Deanna, you aren't supposed to call him out on these things. Instead this is where he turns to the door to make sure it closes behind him before he shakes his head, a little to eagerly, waving a hand at her.]

No, no I was just ah, just passing by and thought, thought that I should see how you are settling in. [That sounds far to unsure of himself then he normally is however, including just that slight raise in his voice to an almost whine near the end.]

[ she's not buying it, but she'll play along for now. ]

You came all this way to see my office? [ she sounds a little surprised, but she smiles as she tries to read his real emotions. how nervous is he? not judging by his voice, which is a pretty good giveaway in and of itself.

she spreads one arm invitingly. ] I'm afraid not much has changed, so if you're looking for something different, you might have to look somewhere else.

[He's very nervous, but underneath that he's just embarrassed at having gotten lost and it's feeding his nervousness as he's worried she'll tease him or something about that. #BarclayProblems

He wrings his hands as he looks around, taking a few nervous steps towards something only to stop and then shake his head.] No, no, I'm just,just looking to see where you are. For our appointments and, and in case you ever want to, ah well chat.

[At least he's trying?]

[ oh reg. never change. deanna's not going to tease him mercilessly. she's not will riker or any of the other troublemakers aboard the enterprise, so there's no fear of that. she will, however, try to read him a bit better.

she folds her hands behind her back and approaches him a little more, head down for a moment as she moves. ] I wouldn't mind talking to you, Reg. Would you like to chat now? We could discuss how you're settling in on the new Enterprise.

[ totally innocent here, yep. ]

galactic_idol

[So let's pretend that MIO exists in Star Trek land. Let's pretend she's on the Enterprise, that she's scheduled to host a technically private (but obnoxiously publicized) concert tomorrow evening, in appreciation of the brave men and women of Starfleet.

We do not have to pretend anyone on the Enterprise actually likes her manufactured pop music or her merely average singing talent. There might be a few, but that's not the important part.

The important part is that she's somewhere in the ship that she's not supposed to be, and that she didn't finish what she was trying to do before her security people realized she wasn't in her quarters. So it's the middle of the night, there's yellowshirts in the hallways looking for her, and she only barely managed to brute-force the passcode on the nearest door and slip inside before they would have caught her.

It is immediately evident to her that this is someone's personal room. She reeeeeally hopes it is someone on the night shift.]

counselled

[ unfortunately for her this person isn't on the night shift. even more unfortunately, this person also happens to be half-betazoid. mio has stumbled upon the personal quarters of deanna troi, empath and ship's counselor. luckily for deanna, she's only just begun preparing her nightly ritual, so she's still fully dressed when someone forcibly opens the doors to her quarters and hops on in uninvited.

she lets her empathic abilities sense the proverbial waters first before she makes any move forward, but she does glance around the partition to the side, by the doors to her bedroom, where she is currently located. ]

galactic_idol

[So the lights are still on, that's bad. Aaaand oh yup there sure is someone awake and looking out at her. She is so busted.

Alright, plan B: turn on the star power! It wouldn't be the first time her interstellar fame - and playing dumb - has gotten her out of a jam. If there's one thing she's good at, it's playing dumb.]

Umm, excuse me? Like, who are you, and what're you doing in my room?

[In reality, of course, she knows this isn't her room. And she is actually rather nervous, since it is not very easy to explain how you got past a locked door without hacking a Starfleet-issued computer. (Which she did. She is l33t h4x0r.)]

counselled

I think the better question is what are you doing in my room?

[ there's something strange going on and it's making deanna more than a little wary. mio might be a famous singer, but deanna's senses are picking up something different underneath that confidence. now to see what it is and what happens. ]

galactic_idol

[Right on cue. That's why this role is so comfortable to her - she can usually predict how people will react to it, and from there it's just like following a script. Easy peasy.

MIO gasps and puts on her best surprised face. It's still an act, of course, but probably with a slight tinge of "I am trying to manipulate you".]

Oh my gosh, this is your room? I am like, so sorry. This ship is like a total maze. [Which, to be fair, is her genuine opinion of the Enterprise, but for different reasons.] You're, like, not gonna tell my manager, are you?

counselled

[ except this fellow performer is able to sense emotions. apparently no one ever told mio about the ship's betazoid counselor. probably a good thing for deanna right now. she wouldn't be getting the conflicting messages she's getting now. the nerves she'd been sensing earlier are still there, but not as pronounced as she might expect. ]

Not unless I think it necessary. [ so for now, mio's off the hook. deanna moves closer, schooling her expression into a warm and welcoming one. ] Why don't I escort you back to your room, unless you'd like to take a seat and talk?

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