Having exhausted all of her excuses, Kyren trudged to one of the sickbays, PADD in hand, and entered. Her forehead still glistened from sweat from her gym workout, but her breathing was already back to normal, and her antenna slowly swivled about, mostly pointed slightly downward.

“Sorry, but I suppose I have to have you guys make sure I don’t have rabies or something, right?” she said, entering with a copy of her orders extended.

-Ens. Kyren, Engineer