Posted by Ensign Noah Astor (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting for Duty
Noah fidgeted quietly in his seat as the transport shuttle dropped out of warp in the Risa system. A mixture of excitement and nerves kept the young man from sitting still, prompting a smirk from several other passengers and a glance back from the pilot. Noticing the attention he was attracting brought a flush of red to the young man’s pale complexion, which stood out in stark contrast to his dark hair and deep green eyes.

“Something wrong with your seat, Ensign?” the officer asked, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

“Uh no sir, I’m sorry,” Noah responded, sitting on his hands in an attempt to keep the peace for the rest of the trip.

The pilot muttered something under his breath about running a space day care and quickly brought the shuttle into orbit around the planet within range of the Wolverine. He checked a few controls and then gestured silently toward the shuttle’s small transport platform. “Time to go Ensign, sounds like you’re in for some excitement over there.”

Noah grabbed his small travel bag and stepped up onto the pad. He flashed a bright smile toward the pilot and was just opening his mouth to thank him when the environment dematerialized around him, and just like that he found himself standing in the transporter room on the Wolverine. Shaking off a bit of disorientation at the abrupt transport, he stepped down from the transporter platform and nodded to the chief as he headed out into the corridor.

There definitely seemed to be a bit of a buzz about the ship as he made his way quickly toward his assigned quarters. He had already memorized the layout of the small ship and had probably checked his assignment details a million times on the trip over. Arriving at his assigned lodging, and not wanting to waste any time, he thumbed the door open, threw his bag on the bunk and rushed off to sickbay.

Several moments later the young doctor found himself arriving at the place where he would be spending much of his time. He stopped short of the doors to sickbay and took a moment to collect himself. Taking a few deep, calming breaths he glanced down at his uniform checking for any stains or embarrassing wrinkles. He definitely wanted to make a great first impression. With one final smoothing motion with his hands along the front of his uniform he stepped forward and through the doors of sickbay. A smile slowly crept onto his face as he took in the sounds and sights of the department and much of the anxiety he had been feeling faded away. Noah stepped forward toward the middle of the department and quietly waited to be acknowledged by one of the staff.

Ensign Astor, Medical

A nurse wearing medical blues stepped from the storage room, arms full of supplies. She looked up and was startled to see a crew member standing there. She juggled the containers and tried desparately to regain control of them.

“Oh,” she began, “I didn’t know anybody was still here. I thought everyone had left for leave by now.”

NE Nurse Forman (nurse)