Posted by Ensign Ruth Rutherford (Nurse) in Conference Lounge - Check In (Tag CO)
Ruth Rutherford teleported aboard the USS Chimera in her nurse’s blues and her hair coiffed perfectly for her meeting with the Captain. She always believed in an immaculate first impression.

Even though she was still an Ensign at 52, it wasn’t because she didn’t take pride in her work or her appearance. In fact, Starfleet had been shuttlecrafting her from ship to Starbase for decades whenever they needed medical help–even in 2399, the nursing crisis was real.

She made her way to Deck 23 of the Mjolnir-Class vessel and slipped into the Conference Room. She checked her watch–15 minutes before her appointment–and smiled. She didn’t exactly know what she was walking into, but danged if she wasn’t ready to bandage up some Marines if need be and get to meet the Captain.

She sat her valise down on the conference table and pulled out a small red notebook and pen, for notes.

-Ensign Ruthie Rutherford, RN

About five minutes prior to the appointed time, Freja rolled into the conference room with a coffee in hand. She was on the younger side of a Captain, just about 40 years of age, with blond hair that she kept secured neatly in a single plait that today was resting over her shoulder.

“You must be Nurse Rutherford, I’m Captain Andreassen, welcome aboard,” She greeted, her dark eyes taking in the scene.

~Freja Andreassen~