After beaming aboard the starbase from the hospital ship USS Koch Ulric found himself wandering the promenade. It felt like a life time since he was last able to wander freely amongst people that wasn’t his doctors or other patients. The sensation of his new found liberty where at once both exhilarating and concerning. His affliction was totally in hand and he knew he had nothing to worry about, for now at least but still he did worry. you’ve got to get hold of yourself Ric, you’re about to be part of a crew again, A Security Officer, You can’t be a nervous wreck! He thought to himself. Soon he found himself outside a bar heaving with people both Startfleet and civilian alike. His first instinct was to walk on by there was far too many people in there, but he forced himself to go in and sit at the bar. “Raktajino, Please.”

Ens Ulric “Ric” Blakesley (Sec)