Cherp’Eng rematerialised on the transporter padd in the main transporter room of the Manhattan. The transport vessel that brought him to rendezvous with the Manhattan wasn’t overly comfortable for him with his long limbs, but he persevered and it had only been a couple of days and he wasn’t sitting in the seats for the whole trip. Some of it was spent sleeping and all of it was spent caring for the egg that was his offspring currently secured in its container in his right hand. Over his left shoulder was a duffel bag and his other belongings would be over shortly. He stepped off the padd and let his transfer orders be scanned.

“Lieutenant Cherp’Eng, Chief Science Officer, newly appointed,” he said, then, looking at his egg, added with a smile, “and my plus one.”

“Welcome to the Manhattan,” the transporter operator said, giving the directions to the CSO’s quarters, “Your other belongings will be taken to your quarters, Lieutenant.”

Cherp’Eng: CSO, USS Manhattan