Before heading to the surface of Risa, Remt had two more stops to make. Two new members had just joined the crew, having transferred from Outpost 42. One was the new Chief Science Office and the other, he was going to meet now, the new Chief Medical Officer, Ens. Lily Locksley.

He had only had time to briefly go over her file, but for some reason the name Locksley was familiar, but he couldn’t quite place from where. It bothered him to no end that he was drawing a blank.

Stepping into Sickbay, the doors swooshed closed behind Remy and he looked around for an unfamiliar face. Spotting the young Dr. Howser, Remy appraoched the teenage boy.

“Sir,” Dr. Howser snapped to attention as the captain approached. “What can I do for you, sir?”

“A few tines, doctor. First, I want to tank an’ commend you on de job you did as actine CMO. You kept de crew healthy on de last mis-SHON. I know it could no’ ‘ave been easy when we all were turned into silly string.”

“It was no problem, sir. Actually, I didn’t have to do to much. The problem rectified itself pretty quickly. I’m just glad there were no serious injuries.”

“De oder tine is dat I am countine on you to assist Dr. Locksley to get acquainted and acclimated to de sickbay. She comes to us from Outpost 42, where de facilities are more . . .spacious. Is she here?”

“I most definitely will, sir.” Lowering his voice, he added, “And she’s really pretty, too! She in my-her office, sir. Shall I introduce you?”

“No need, Dr. I can ‘andle dis myself, even if she is ‘very pretty’.”

Remy smirked as he moved toward the CMO’s office and Howser went back to his work. Wrapping his knuckles on the open door frame, he inquired, “Dr. Locksley?”

Boudreaux (CO)