Working away on deck 10 with several others, Elyss became aware of a voice she hadn’t heard before. This one had a British accent which peaked her curiosity. Turning to NEnsign Smith at the station across from hers, she motioned off in the direction where it was coming from. “Who is that talking with the accent?”

He looked up and smiled. “Oh, that’s Lt Malone, our department chief. Haven’t you met him yet?”

She turned to observe whether he was within her line of vision. “No, he wasn’t available when I got here so I reported to the CO and XO. NELt Perch old me that once Malone knew my area of specialty was genetics, that he would steer me to those kinds of assignments. Is that true?”

Smith nodded while checking for growth in a petri dish. “He sure will, provided we have something in that area currently in the labs.” He also let his gaze follow the same path with Elyss. “He’s kind of dreamy with that accent.” Here, he wiggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

“Oh really?” Zavey laughed softly, sensing Smith might be a little starry eyed when it came to the DH.

While he nodded back wishfully, she got off of her stool and headed in the Englishman’s direction. One of the other scientist was just walking off from the tall man when she arrived. “Lt Malone, I’m Elyss Zavey. I arrived while you were occupied, but I wanted to introduce myself.” The first thing she noticed about him was how thin he was.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Elyss Zavey
Junior Science Officer USS Merrimack