Posted by Lieutenant Timothy Frogue (Chief Science Officer) in presim. Checking in with the CSO.

Posted by Ensign Catt Beñnet (Science Officer) in presim. Checking in with the CSO.
Catt had spend a week trying to find the CSO only to find out that while the Ark Angel was on base the CSO had been on leave. The confusion was that a spare combadge tuned to the CSO was in the Science Chief office and had activated after the CSO lefr for his leave. It was one of those strange happenings that nobody could explain. To Catt these weird happenings were fairly normal. She sometimes joked about having a mischief spirit as a totem familiar. Having confirmed that the CS3O was actually on the ship this time she once 6again seated herself to wait to see Llt. Frogue. It was 07:30 a full half hour before the day shift would begin. Catt had chimed the door just in case he had arrived earl she was crisp, clean and eager to meet he department head. At 07:45 a crewman passing by stepped on her tail. She had lept up screeching in pain and the pair of coffees the crewman carried had ended up soaking Catts blouse and skirt. She was apologising profusely for scaring the daylights out of the crewman and receiving a unstmpathetic lecture on the skittishness of Caitan personel from the crewman who as was common considered Ensigns to be a lower form of life. Catt was more then aware ensigns usually were fresh from the academy and the fact she looked younger than her actual already young age did nothing to impress that she had already served two years at differing postings . That she had three degrees and was a multi discipline specialist in three fields in life sciences who’s normally jovial demeaner was quickly eroding as she was getting a earful from a crewman who was compeately at fault for stepping on her tail in the first place.

Ensign Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Lt. Frogue heard all the noise coming from outside of his office (and, of course the door bell) so he got up to walk over. Opening the door he saw the Ensign standing there. “Can I help you, Ensign?” asked Frogue.

Frogue

Catt was dripping coffee and looking miserable, frustrated and humiliated all at once. The crewman seeing a real officer arive broke off his tirade and went to find something else to occupy him. Catt sighed, and straightened her uniform coffee stained as she stood dripping in a puddle of the same coffee. As A Caitan she wore no footwear so was thus barefoot in the puddle. “Ensign Catt Bennet sir. She said softly. I am your new life sciences specialist. Biology, xenobiology, Zoology, Xenozoology Geology with a focus on ariable soils rather then mineralology. A overly educated farmer it’s simpler to say.”, Catt was short, and petite which made her look younger than her already young years
“Sorry for the mess sir . He tripped on my tail.”, she said her gaze sinking to the floor as she held the tail in question as still as she could in her hands. The white furred tail for it’s part seemed eager to escape her clutches as it involontarily expressed a emotional state a lot less calm than she was trying to maintain a semblence of.

Ensign Catt Bennet. Sciences.