Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Mark Pierce (Chief Engineer) in Checking in with the CE.

Posted by Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) in Checking in with the CE.
M’Nalie had done her medical and her psycological in her dress uniform as she had just wanted them over with as fast as possible. But her next stop was engineering which meant meeting her chief. She wasn’t going to go to work dolled up like a house cat. She set the uniform aside to wash later and after a quick pass at the fresher donned her work gear. It was close to standard but modified to fit her anatomy. She had been forced to get it designed specifically for her by a starfleet tailor. Unlike most engineers she had pouches and tools secured by harness. The weight didn’t bother her and it saved time. It’s not like she could fit into a jeffries tube even if she was naked anyways.
She tapped her com badge.
=^=Computer. What is the location of the Chief Engineer lt. Mark Price?=^=
She didn’t wait on the answer before she set off towards Engineering. She would need to log into the duty roster anyways and there was a good chance he would be there.
Four years at the academy and she was still expecting her officers to be females. She wondered if she could ever shake that bias the Matriarchy had instilled into her from birth.

Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti. Engineer.

An NE staggered into Mark’s office, “Sir, there’s a… um… a tiger just checking in, new crew. It- uh, she is looking for you.”
“Ensign Eshenti arrives at last. Send her in.”
“Y-yes sir.” He walked out to M’Nalie. “Um, excuse me, Chief’s in his office. He’s waiting for you.”

When she entered, Mark was strikingly unphased by her appearance. “Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti. Welcome aboard the USS Ogawa. We’re going to have the meeting you were expecting, but make no mistake, as of now you are on duty.”

-Lt(j.g.) Mark Pierce, CE

M’Nalie nodded, rising from all fours to her full 7‘3” height. She was surprisingly quiet for her size, considering she had several toolkits worth of tools strapped to her.
She was impressed that the CE didn’t react to her size. But then if he was a good officer he would of known all about her before she set foot on the ship.
“Sorry I’m late sir.”, she rumbled in a deep but feminine bass. “I apparently caught the measles on my visit to Earth and was in quarentine till now.”, she continued.
Her tuftless tail tip took to twitching as she spoke. “I will make up for the lost time by working a extra half shift till I am caught up if it pleases you sir.” She rumbled
With a hint of resignation for things that must be endured, while her tail made a violent slash then settled into a slower wave front type undulating motion “My specializations are  Materials Fabrication. Replicator Maintenance, and Cargo Handling Sir: With apologies sir I do not fit into Jeffries tubes.” , and her tone took on a answering a frequenrly asked question before it was asked quality. She looked down at himso she could meet his eyes rather than look over his head at the bulkhead. It was as much so that he could see her ritual scars as to take the mans measure. She couldn’t help but think on how she would be happier if the CE was female but he did have a air of competence once all was said and done. “And sir. Eshenti is a title bestowed upon me to honor me on Earth. It is not official. But to not respect the elders wishes would be impolite.

Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti.. Engineering.