[center][h1][color=steelblue]T'Plior[/color][/h1][/center]
[center]Location: Her Quarters, Sick Bay[/center]

If T'Plior had been human, she would have sighed in relief once she reached her quarters on Deck 2. She had of course arrived by the specified time, which meant that she had arrived early for humans and was patiently waiting in silence for the ship to allow on personnel while overhearing the inane small-talk of her fellow crewmembers. Once the crew was allowed on board, T'Plior had to heighten her mental shields as she was forced into the crowd then had them heightened to full max to shake the Captain's hand when she offered it. But she was vulcan, which meant that she immediately went to work unpacking while relaxing the barriers that allowed her as a touch-telepathic to handle the emotional states of so many at once. After she had finished unpacking, T'Plior adjusted the environmental controls to be more like her homeworld's. 

Then she checked the clock. The Captain had commanded everyone to be at the mess by 1600 hours. There was some time left before hand. Logically, it would be spent preparing Sick Bay for active use. Therefore, T'Plior set up her mental shields then set out towards sick bay. Once there, she checked inventory and found everything was there as it was suppose to be. Then she checked the operating status of the equipment and found nothing amiss. Finally, T'Plior sat down in her office and drew up the crew medical files. She scheduled the required first check-up, starting with the captain then the senior officers. Then started reading through and memorizing all the records so that she was conversent in the probable medical needs of the her future paitents.