Posted by Ensign Misana Kahl (Archeologist/Anthropologist) in Lab 3 - Looking Over Bones

Posted by Commander Ryder Raauhl (Executive Officer) in Lab 3 - Looking Over Bones

Posted by Ensign Misana Kahl (Archeologist/Anthropologist) in Lab 3 - Looking Over Bones
Misana stood next to a table she had kindly dubbed the ‘Bone Table’ . Looking over the alien bones that were occupying the table, she sighed. She grabbed the voice recorder and started to record her findings.

“Bones found on a retrieval mission, Anthropologist Misana Kahl reporting. Bones are of Andorian nature, female… Cause of death was a single phaser shot to the chest… Shattering the sternum, assumption that the shrapnels of sternum pierced the heart… Likely the victim died instantly”

Misana put the voice recorder down and went to sit by the computer, taking a short moment to admire her new laboratory on the USS Leviathan.
She had decorated the room with posters of the human body, a skeleton replica of a Vulcan. The walls were lined with cages for bigger creatures such as felines or canines. One of which had a winged black feline, a Llubat
She had desks adorned with smaller creatures such as bugs and insects, even a small aviary type cage for a winged bunny creature. A few photos were lined on the walls, a diploma for archeology and anthropology, her Starfleet Academy diploma in Science. A single photo of her parents Sikus and Rivea Kahl sat at her computer’s side. A dog had made itself comfy next to her. Smiling, Misana extended a hand to pet her fluffy companion.

“Looks like I have some paperwork to do…”

~ Ensign Misana Kahl {Science}

“So soon already?” The Commander’s voice said breaking over the sound of Lab 3’s doors opening spilling forth the Leviathans Trillian Executive Officer. Ryder looked around and could see the Ensign had been settling in well to what would become her own personal lab, the Caitain was stood across from him and he gave her a wide grin. “Its good to see you’re already settling in well here on the Levi” He made the distance across the room holding out his hand, “I am Commander Ryder the XO” He explained.

• Commander Ryder, XO

She smiled back at him and tore her face away from the computer, and extended a hand to shake his, he would be greeted with a strong yet friendly handshake.

“Misana Kahl, though you already know that. Nice to finally meet you”

A st bernard barked at the commander as an introduction to herself, if she could talk it would’ve been along the lines of “HELLO! PLEASE PET ME!”
Chuckling, Misana decided to introduce the canine.

“And this is Gemini, my own personal best friend”

~ Ensign Misana Kahl {Science}

Moving from side to side, leaning her weight on the broom, Jessie attempted to remove the bright red coveralls from the position the fabric had settled into. Her tall frame was not suited for the uncomfortable uniform and she had underestimated the length needed to get a better fit, resulting in the hem stopping a many inches from the top of her boots. Which also might account for the wedge. All the Levi’s labs were bustling with excited scientist, studying various organism, bacteria, viruses and who knew what else under their microscopes and various lab equipment. Giving up, Jesse grab a handful of the coveralls from behind her and dislodged the coveralls, but only for a second. Growling lowly, she picked up the broom and drug it behind her to the wall of cages containing specimens for observation and maybe experiments. 

Not having gone to university or officer training at Starfleet, Jessie had taken an alternate route to getting a degree that she hoped would lead to becoming a commissioned officer someday. Someday. That seemed so far away. Today she would be paying her “dues”. Stopping at the first cage, Jessie carefully changed the food and water for the pair of bunnicorns housed inside, stroking the soft fur of the male. Secretly she called him horny when no one was around. Their friendship seemed mutual. Next was a terrarium filled with serpents worms. Taking a quick look around the room, Jessie made sure all the scientist were too busy to pay any attention  to the crewman as she plucked out a handful of the fat worms and popped them into her mouth. Some of the juice dribbled down the corner of her mouth without notice.  Moving on the enormous aquarium stood between two rows of counters filled with small cages and habitats of small animals. Fish and other aquatic creatures swam and lived inside the warm saltwaters of the tank that covered about 25 feet long and 6 feet high. Jessie watched samarian coral fish’s brightly coloured bodies and long fins glide across the front of the Plexiglas front. Checking the temperature and ph balance closely, she was satisfied of the occupants and tanks health. Pressuring a few buttons on the control panel, she let out the food and watched  a few minutes longer as the fish swam in circles, breaking the surface of the water and grabbing the food with gulping motions before the food settled to the bottom for the small fish and living plants.  

Up and down the next row, feeding the small critters as she went, Jessie bopped her head along to a song only she could hear in her head. Moving the broom around in circles, she used it as a prop and sometimes dancing partner. After two hours, one last cage remained. Her least favourite. If she could get away with it, the stupid thing would be tossed out the nearest airlock. Or a quick pinch between her thumb and forefinger would do the trick equally. Even before Jessie stepped within two feet of the cage, an anger and squeal emanated s the cage rocked side to side. Dropping her shoulders down so her face was even with the little monster, Jessie answered with teeth barred in a fierce growl. She tossed a handful of grain into the cage and moved away. All the scientist in the room turned and looked at the ruckus, but said nothing as Jessie flash her teeth, then smiled. 

Leaving the main room, broom trailing behind her, tugging at her backside, Jessie moved towards the next office/lab space. Noticing the placard designated to Ensign Misana Kahl, Jessie pushed the chime, hoping there were no Polygeminus Grex. 

Creewman Jessie Polizzi, Science