The dreaded physical.

Shia didn’t quite understand the hatred behind physicals, beyond the invasion of personal space. Otherwise, it seemed vital to ensure any incoming personnel were healthy and not bringing aboard a nasty virus as their carryon item. A ‘please check all illnesses at the door,’ sort of thing.

Navigating the halls, she found her way into the Sickbay, her steps light in spite of her seemingly heavy composure. Standing beside the door, she searched for any sign of a doctor or any medical professional to help her get this portion of the procedure checked off on.

Rolling her shoulders to release tension build up, the young woman found herself waiting for any sign of those doctors.

Lt. Jharaas
Incoming MACO CO