The comm on the main panel in Transporter Room 3 buzzed, alerting the duty NCO that an incoming transport was pending. After running a confirmation and checking the particulars of the transport, she ran the sequence from muscle memory alone. Nothing new with these state-of-the-art transporters. The transport pad hummed along with the familiar whine of the device, and soon a swirl of blue light coalesced into the shape of a male humanoid.

‘Who is this guy?’ she wondered to herself as a five foot nothing, white haired nothing, medium framed nothing wearing a blue Starfleet uniform. He had an olive green military style duffle bag over his shoulder and a small black bag in his left hand.

“Hello. I am Ensign Walter Gibbs. Permission to come aboard?’ the rather average looking male asked after the transport cycle ended. Taking him in he seemed like another cookie cutter Ensign who seemed to be just out of the Academy. The only thing that stood out about him was his regulation cut white hair.

“I’m Petty Officer Alysia Garret, Permission Granted, sir.” She replied as Gibbs now stepped off the platform, “I have notified Command and an officer will be with you shortly.”

Ens. Gibbs