He sucked the too-oxygenated air across his breathers, tasting the slightly-off difference from his home atmosphere as he paused a few feet from the doors to sickbay 1. He wasn’t afraid of doctors, per se, but being the one Barzan that most would have seen he often felt like the veritable side show performer, as the humans would say. He rubbed the ridges above his hairless brow and stepped into range of the doors and through them as they opened.

A young ensign looked up at him. “Hi, can we help you?” he asked.

“Rhansi, Nivor, here for my boarding physical,” he responded, eyes sweeping the facilities. “These Mythology-class ships are definitely the cream of the crop,” he commented.

XO Rhansi