Tauren gave a little unconscious tug to his blue medical uniform as he navigated his way to the main sickbay, and reviewed the notes on his first assignment mentally as he did so. He understood his direct commanding officer to be from a species called ‘Tuan’ - the name being unfamiliar enough that Tauren called up a handful of records to familiarize himself with the basics.

A faint odor crossed his nostrils as he walked the corridors. The distinct odors of many humans, along with weaker odors he would associate with Andorians, Trill, Betazoid, these were at least somewhat familiar to him. But he was fairly certain that there were at least two other distinct odors he could not place; one quite strong, and one quite faint. It seemed likely that the stronger one belonged to the Tuan doctor, as he would logically be in the vicinity of sickbay fairly frequently, but it was still at least possible that it was the weaker odor; he could be, after all, simply be exceptionally clean.

Had he been another race, his breath just as he entered sickbay might have been described as an attempt to find calm before entering the fray. But, for Tauren, it was just him finding his center. In a single motion, he pulled out his PaDD, although he did not actually need to read from the note. His eyes caught the person who must be the Tuan doctor, based on both size and description.

“Doctor Pongo Bubbles, I am Doctor Tauren, reporting for duty this stardate by order of Starfleet Command,” he stated, his body position at a parade rest, and his face tilted only slightly downward so that his eyes could focus directly on the person he was addressing.

-Tauren, Doctor