USS Memorial
Presim - So it begins... Check in with Medical for Danora
Dirty blonde hair pulled back in a twisted bun, and hazel eyes lined with khol. She stepped into Medical and looked around. Her uniform was neat, without being so perfect as to draw attention. Her nails were chewed short and her hands were lithe and small. Her body was lean and tight. She worked out to maintain it so she could crawl into tight places, work on things others couldn’t and keep the harassment down if anyone ever tried anything.
The chip on her shoulder was almost tangible as she looked around then asked the closest nurse who she was to check in with.
Lt JG Danora Allance
Eng/AI Specialist