Cadet Grayson Paul walked through the doors of Sickbay at a brisk pace, barely allowing them to open completely. He stopped for a moment, looking around. It was quiet and orderly, not too much going on at that present time. He stopped an NE Medtech passing by, “Pardon, do you know where Dr. Torrirs is? I’m supposed to check in with her.”

The medtech gave him a funny look before pointing off in a particular direction. “Thanks,” Grayson nodded as he made his way in the direction indicated, stopping outside a bay area in which the CMO was standing. “Cadet Grayson Paul, reporting for duty, Doctor.”
Cadet Paul, Engineer