Thoon stepped out of the turbolift onto deck 12. There was a fair amount of foot traffic and he saw a lot of crewman badges and ensign pips. No one he recognized from the Pangborn though. He wasn’t sure if any of them had also been transferred aboard, but considering the timing of Pangborn’s decomissioning and the crew transfer to the Ark Angel there must have been at least a few. He’d been friendly with all of his crewmates there but hadn’t served long enough to establish any true friendships. Still, if any of them had come aboard he’d have plenty of time to get to know them better.

He joined the traffic heading port, jogging to keep pace. With his short legs pumping along and his thick arms swinging in time he cut a somewhat humorous figure to many of the humanoid species alongside him. A Bolian woman in Crewman Grays made eye contact and stifled a snicker. Thoon smiled back. He took no offense, there was plenty about humanoids that made him laugh. And he would never make that mistake in front of a Tellarite again…

He jogged into sick bay along with the Bolian Crewman and a handful of Ensigns from various departments. There were plenty of open biobeds. Captain Sharma had been right. Meeting with the Counselor had taken enough time for the sickbay to clear out some. He already liked Commander Nunn. She had been pleasant to talk to and was even helping him to get some Oolass plant life in the arboretum. He patiently waited for one of the medical officers to call him over.

-Ens. Thoon Furood, Security