04-16-2026, 10:45 AM
Ris absorbed what Captain Allen had imparted, then allowed his attention to broaden to include the simulated Microbiome Pod. His antennae flexed the way fingers might, briefly curling inward then relaxing.
Xenoflora definitely isn't my strong suit...but, Science is Science, as several instructors were fond of saying.
"Computer, begin program."
As the environment sprang to simulated life, Ris approached the Ensign.
"Ensign, I'm Cadet Qab'araar, what's the situation and what do you need me to do?"
An Ensign is fairly low on the rungs of command, but, they are two rungs above me.
While he awaited any directions from the Ensign, Ris readied his tricorder, setting it up for a few essential bioanalysis subroutines.
==Request GM input, awaiting Ensign's response.==
Xenoflora definitely isn't my strong suit...but, Science is Science, as several instructors were fond of saying.
"Computer, begin program."
As the environment sprang to simulated life, Ris approached the Ensign.
"Ensign, I'm Cadet Qab'araar, what's the situation and what do you need me to do?"
An Ensign is fairly low on the rungs of command, but, they are two rungs above me.
While he awaited any directions from the Ensign, Ris readied his tricorder, setting it up for a few essential bioanalysis subroutines.
==Request GM input, awaiting Ensign's response.==