Milan pulled out the PADD as the turbolift doors closed. His eyes rolled down the page mentally checking off the onboarding checklist. His mouth moved faintly as he mumbled to himself – report to sickbay, find your quarters, find the crew lounge, get security logins…

His voice trailed off as he got to the end. Seems like he had done everything he needed to except… “Counselor’s Office,” he groaned. There was a beep from the computer and the turbolift started moving.

He scrolled back to the top of the list, hoping there was something he had missed. Something else he could do instead of having a psychological evaluation right now. Of course, there wasn’t but one could hope. The turbolift beeped again and the doors slid open with a whoosh. Milan stuck the PADD into his jacket and started down the corridor. A few seconds later the Counselor’s door came up on his right. As he reached for the call button a small thought crossed his mind. Wouldn’t it be just his luck if after a decade of medical school and Starfleet academy training he were to be found insane the first day he was assigned to a starship. A small laugh escaped him as he hit the chime.

– Cadet Ajani, Medical