She was overdue and while Vora couldn’t forget to go get her physical, like any other being, her mind prioritized information. Not everything was exceptionally relevant every second of every day. If it was she’d have gone insane ages ago. So while it had been filtered into the back of her mind, there had a been a nagging sensation that she should just go ahead and get it done.

It wasn’t that she minded the five minute scan and questions that amounted to a regular physical. She had been clean and sober for long enough since her relapse that the usual questions were minor at best.

With a slight sigh, Vora logged off her terminal and turned Astrometrics over to Ensign Halfrey, and headed for Sickbay.

Stepping in, the tall Tenraith wasn’t sure what to expect, other then they had a new CMO she hadn’t met. She was certain that they would likely have some sort of conversation about her physiology, because even if he had read her file somehow before she showed up, the chance that he had been on one of the very few crews to have interacted with her people was exceptionally rare. So it was likely to be a learning experience for everyone.

Lt. (j.g) Zorell, Sciences