Communication was a little scattered, but eventually one of the other ensigns approached. “Hey Valleea, did you get word about this research we’re supposed to do?”

She stared blankly. “Come again?”

“You know, about those people the away team went to see? Some sort of diplomatic thing, I think?” The other doctor just looked at her expectantly as if she would immediately understand. this happened a lot. There was the assumption that because she was older than the average doctor of her rank that she somehow knew more. That was true in some respects, but in this case, she had no idea what they were talking about.

“Leave it with me, I’ll let you know if there is anything we need to take care of,” Valleea said confidently. She knew that with Sage not here right now, Sickbay still needed to run, so she was prepared to roll up her sleeves to keep things in order.

“Computer, give a brief summary of the Genesis’ current assignment.”

OOC: If you don’t mind Kenson, please and thank you. :) I can then get the medical side of things going.

Ensign Valleea, Doctor