Sha’ow had never been a fan of medicals probably something to do with the way Caitians doctors are and their lack of beside manner… Or it was the hypo sprays and needles or the smell, too clean, too sterile. His whiskers shake with displeasure.

But the rules are rules and well he doesn’t break rules… Not the ones set in stone anyway.

He makes his way to the sickbay maybe a bit slower than could be considered expedient.

With a sigh he enters sick bay.

“Hello, Ensign Sha’ow reporting for my star fleet mandates medical.”

Ensign Sha’ow
Eng
USS Athena