Ethan stepped out of the turbolift, narrowly avoiding an engineering cadet rushing to get to the shuttle bay. Smiling cheerily at them, and waving off their apologies, he continued down the hall to sickbay.

Entering the room he glanced around, taking in the biobeds scattered about, and the soothing hum of the various pieces of equipment. Spotting a blue uniformed lieutenant he strode up wincing slightly and gently rolling his shoulder as his old injury flared slightly.

“Good morning Sir, Cadet Koerner reporting as ordered”.

His melodic Welsh accent cut through the air, as he brushed his slight red coloured fringe out of his brown eyes.