Andromeda sat down with a sigh as the door to her office slid closed. She’d been organizing schedules all-day, and she was finally on to the last item on her list: mandatory physicals. “If I have to chase each and every one of them down, I swear I’ll…” Her sentence trailed off into irritated muttering as she drafted a full crew message. “Report to sickbay for your mandatory physical within the next three weeks.” She read aloud. “Perfect. If I have to hunt them down after that it’s their own fault.” She sent the message out, pausing for a moment to add her signature.
-Andromeda DeLion, CMO