Zoz-Eki-Ion looked at itself in the reflective surface. S/he had developed the habit of using a water shower while at the academiy. Mostly out of curiosity that such a antiquated option existed. S/he had discovered that the heat, humidity of a hot shower was very pleasing. So much so s/he was often reluctant to end the showers. But like most days s/he couldn’t just lounge about all day. Today s/he would be visiting Starbase 243. S/he cycled through the drying sequence which also removed the humidity from the air. Getting dressed was simple as the kilt pretty much arranged itself. Regulations required wearing regulation undergarmients. As Yet Starfleet was unable to design any such garment for her/m species. Argozonites for whatever reason had never felt the need of a nudity taboo. Seeing as all Argozonites were both genders at the sametime. Zoz wore the Kilt more as a division identifier and Starfleet Uniform. The Gender shame humanoids felt confused most of her/m species It was one of many things Zoz hoped to finally understand.

As s/he wasn’t on duty she did not wear a weapon. S/he joined a group of crew headed out for shore leave as being in a group of accepting individuals oftem made her non-humanoid appearance easier for those s/he met. That horrific creatures that Argozonite children stories villified saw Her/m as monsterous was a fact that amazed Zoz. S/he imagined that any being significantly different from what you expect people to look like must be a shock to any sentient.

The group she was with broke off to ingest intoxacants while Zoz and a smaller group headed for a Historical significance and esthetic entertainment facility called a Museum of Anthropology and Artistic relevance center. Known as a Musium.

ENSIGN Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.