Nathan moved casually out of the transporter and into the halls of the ship. I was nice to have a permanent home again. His last year had largely been off world dealing with surveillance to finalize his Intelligence training. He loved the field work, talking with people trying to gather information without actually letting on that he was gathering information. It was however nice to know where his pillow would be at night.

The doors to sickbay opened with a loud sissp, and closed again almost as quickly. He look around. “Excuse me, he said to a random medical officer “I’m her for my medical, is there someone who can assist me?” he asked

Ensign Nathan Hill