After receiving clearance to dock, Sebastian pulled his personal shuttle into the hanger bay of the USS Manhattan. The trip had been long, considering he had to meet up with the ship in the Delta Quadrant.

As he shut down the engines, he thought about this new posting. The Manhattan was an explorer ship, not an intel ship, which is what he was used to. Many science ships didn’t have an intel officer aboard, but Starfleet Command decided it was prudent, based on the ships location.So, he was ready to make the best of it.

He exited the shuttle with his duffel over his shoulder. After locking everything up tight, Sebastian turned to face the crewman approaching. “Lt. Cmdr. d’Aramis, I’m crewman 3rd class Bellboy. I can take your things to your quarters right away so that you can do your checks.”

“Here, take this one and only this one,”the Intel Chief answered while tossing the crewman the duffel.. “That’s just my personal stuff. I’ll move all of my Intel toys myself. Don’t need anybody messing with that stuff.”

“Of course, sir. Your check-ins are scheduled on this Padd. Medical, 1200 hours. Psych eval, 1400 hours. After that, it’s Captain Cochrane and Cmdr. Mal’athar.”

“Mal’athar, she’s Orion right? Is she as hot as most Orion females?”

The crewman stammered. “Uh . . . uh, I’m, I’m not at liberty to say, sir.”

“Okay.” Sabastian leaned in closer. “Off the record, crewman. I can keep a secret.”

Bellboy looked around the hanger bay and grinned. “Smokin’ . . . sir.”

Sabastian nodded and clapped the crewman on the shoulder. “I didn’t hear it from you, mate.” He looked the padd and began making his way to Sickbay.

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan