[hr] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/171213/3a9aceef039473caf15b98f7312406cb.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/171203/8428c7847263a51422ae4c9233ea0d20.png[/img][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/171203/9dde7baecab2bd53a99e958e9c7c8c7a.png[/img] [hr][hr] [color=#C0C0C0][b][u]Stardate 2372.199[/u][/b][/color][hr][hr][/center] Aria’s eyes scrolled through the list before her even as her fingers tapped on the padd in her hand. [color=#808000]”Everything appears to be there.”[/color] She said her eyes moving to the greasy looking ferengi standing nearby. “Excellent,” The proprietor stated. “Keep in mind, we will only hold your belongs for one standard week before you must make another payment. Failure to pay and your items become forfeit.” [color=#808000]”Wait a minute,”[/color] Aria stated shaking her head. [color=#808000]”My contract says I have a venusian day before my bill is due.”[/color] The ferengi’s smile grew wider before it vanished into a frown. “Of course, I forgot. Are you sure you don't want a standard week?” [color=#808000]“No. It shouldn't take more than a venusian day to transport my belongings.”[/color] Aria said, fighing a smile of her own. The lieutenant knew that a venusian day was over 116 standard days in length, if it took that long to transfer her belongings something was very wrong. The ferengi smiled and shook the trill’s hand professing over how enjoyable their business transaction was. Aria stopped just before the door and turned back. [color=#808000]”I almost forgot, some of the seals on the biocanisters amid my belongings seemed in danger of failing. I’d advise waiting till my belongings are transported before entering the space again.”[/color] She stepped out the door and made her way towards the starbase’s nearest transporter room. The lieutenant moved unhurriedly, there were no biocanisters among her belongings, but the comment ensured the ferengi wouldn't be pawing through her property before it was removed from his storage facility. She smiled at the young crewman manning the transporter pad.[color=#808000]”Morning, have you obtained permission to transport from the Grandeur?”[/color] “Yes, Lieutenant.” The young man replied. The trill stepped onto the pad and upon her order was teleported to the transporter room closest to sick bay. Upon rematerialization Tyr stepped off the transporter pad and smiled at the chief manning the controls. [color=#808000]“Hello chief.”[/color] She greeted him before handihandingone of her padds. [color=#808000]“Once you have the location of my quarters could you transport these items there?”[/color] When the chief nodded the Lieutenant gave him another smile and left. She strolled the deck until she reached Sickbay. She strolled through the doors and watched the crewmen at work in her future domain. There seemed to be nothing too hazardous being dealt with and so she shook her head when the nurse on duty approached. Slipping away to her office, Aria stashed all but two of her padds. Moving back through sickbay, she made her way to the nearest turbolift. She requested the bridge having made a quiet inquiry to the computer on the Captain’s location. Stepping onto the bridge, Tyr’s eyes scanned the room briefly before the woman made her way to the captain’s ready room. She triggered the door chime and waited for permission to enter. [hr] Collab with [@grnmachine] [hr] Captain Juvum looked up as he heard someone request to enter his ready room. "Come on in!" And in came a woman in a blue uniform. She had the rank of Lieutenant, and dark spots highlighted the sides of her face. "Lieutenant... Tyr, is it? If i'm not mistaken, you're the Grandeur's Chief Medical Officer. Welcome aboard!" Juvum stood as he spoke, and extended a hand to her. Tyr crossed the interval and took the bajoran's hand. Her grip was firm and steady as she spoke [color=#808000]"Thank you. Pleased to be here Captain."[/color] She smiled at him. [color=#808000]"I take this is my official welcome?"[/color] She ask raising the pads in her free hand even as she started to slacker her grip. "Hmm..." Juvum took the pads into his hands as he let go of the Lieutenant's. One detailed her orders to report for duty, and the other was a rather peculiar request. She wished to run some drills in transporting people to sickbay, using actual crew members. "This request, couldn't you perform these drills in one of the holodecks? That would prevent anyone being disrupted unnecessarily." [color=#808000]"Certainly could use the holodecks."[/color] Aria stated in agreement. [color=#808000]"Although That wouldn't give the transporters a true shake down. Any issues in the systems site to site parameters would go undiscovered until they are actually used for such."[/color] Her tone changed just slightly as humor crept in. [color=#808000]"And a small problem I noticed at my last command could potentionally pop up here uncorrected."[/color] She shrugged. [color=#808000]"It's surprising how educated we are yet resistant to ensuring we take care of ourselves."[/color] Juvum gave a small laugh in response. "Alright, you can use the test the transporters' site to site parameters, as long as you don't disrupt anyone, so i suggest you keep it to medical personnel. And," Juvum allowed humor into his voice as well. "If you need a volunteer, don't hesitate to ask me." [color=#808000]"Thank you Captain."[/color] The lieutenant said with a smile, [color=#808000]"You have my word that I won't impede the ships daily routine; And that'll be informed of what volunteers may be needed."[/color] Aria took a step back. [color=#808000]"That's all I had for you sir."[/color] She offered an apologetic shrug. [color=#808000]"If we're through I should probably officially introduce myself to my staff."[/color] The Captain went behind the desk as he heard a series of beeps, indicating a new message fron starfleet command. It contained new orders. "Looks like you'll get your chance." He downloaded the file onto a padd and went to exit the Ready Room.