The blue shimmer of the transporter appeared, and dissipated, leaving the figure of a man standing there on the transporter pad. He was a shorter man, only about 5’9”. His hair was dark auburn, both on his head and his trimmed facial hair. His eyes were deep black, a stark contrast to his light complexion.

Simon Arbogist slowly descended the small steps from the transporter pad. He looked over at the NE manning the transporter controls. There was a curiosity in his black eyes.

“Yes,” Simon said. “I am the new Counselor.” His lips crept into a small smile. “And yes, I am a Betazoid.”

“I… I…” The NE stammered. “Welcome to the Memorial sir.”

Simon gave a nod. “Thank you.” He stepped closer to the control console. “My personal belongings were to be transported as well. I had an item marked as priority and fragile. Can you check to make certain it made the transport and was placed in the counselors office?”

The NE moved his hands over the console, making the inquiry. Then the young man gave a nod. “Yes, sir, everything looks to be in order.”

Simon smiled. “Very well.” He paused, looking over at the NE. “Thank you. I appreciate it. I believe someone was supposed to meet me for my arrival, or shall I proceed directly to medical?”

“I…” The NE gave a small frown. “Let me check the orders sir.” He went back to moving his fingers across the console.

-Counselor Simon Arbogist