USS Challenger
Sickbay - Cadet Sara Sjögren Medical Evaluation
Sara had been looking forward to this for several weeks. Her duffel bag had allegedly already been sent of to quarters, wherever that might be, a quick snack taken on the shuttle, her PADD filled with a map of the ship to get her oriented with the layout, and as soon as she passed a proverbial gauntlet of tests, questions and interviews with all the higher ups? She would be golden! Regardless of her excitement and cheer, nerves still ate away at her as she plucked the end of her long braid and flopped it over the back of her shoulder as she meandered down the hall, looking at each doorway marker to find Sickbay. It was, of course, the last door she looked at on the right hand side, a large sign pointed her towards the double doors that would lead her inside a room filled with blinking medical equipment and several biobeds with nameless tools sitting nearby. It was all rather sterile smelling and colder than the rest of the ship. She tucked her white lab coat, a few sizes too big for her, up against her small body to conserve as much heat as she could as she walked deeper inside the corridor, looking around for one of the medical officers.
“Hello?” She called out, having not immediately seen anyone inside. Maybe everyone was busy? She hated to intrude but she was only following orders after all..
Cadet Sara Sjögren