Venthi Crass silently made his way through the USS Chimera toward the sickbay where he had been told to go. His heart raced, a tinge of discomfort at being in a new place, but he knew there was need for this. It was all part of the schedule and what needed to be done, so he kept all of his emotions under control. Checking in was always the first step to these things.

Stepping through the doorway to sickbay, he waved to get attention of the medical officer on board, hoping he was not being a disturbance.