After seeing the XO and Captain Maeve decided that she might as well get her medical exam over with. Every time she was on a new ship she was regaled with many questions about her cybernetic implants. Most prominently her Mohawk. If it wasn’t for the modified Borg implants she would have died years ago due to an massive head injury caused by an exploding consol.

At first she hated the doctor who preformed the operation. It was her ex-wife that approved the surgery. While she has since forgave bother her ex and the doctor, she occasionally still feels like they went too far. But for the most part she now couldn’t remember her life without the implant and the slight advantages it gave her. Such as interfacing with her consul she worked at. It was at times almost as if the consul knew exactly what she wanted before she even pressed a button. Some times it would bring up information she was looking for without her even typing in a command. She still hasn’t figured out how to control it exactly but she was getting better.

She waled out of the turbolift into medical. Spotting the nurse on shift she made eye contact. “I’m looking for the CMO, do you where I can find them?”

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Lt.Cmdr Maeve Harlow