New Things "
By: Alan Dewey, Science Officer, [NPC]
Simon Zent, Chief Science Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58208.13 0745

Simon Zent stepped into the science department of the USS Zion following his first night on the Zion.

He had planned on getting started right away but the Captain insisted on meeting with him right away when he arrived yesterday.

He didn't like him as much as he did his former Captain. He smiled lightly as he remembered the time he rescued her from her Ferengi abductors. Hopefully nothing like that would be required of him on this ship.

The lab was vacant, that was a slight surprise.

He found the Science Chief's office and entered. The office was empty. He had nothing to decorate the office with. Everything he owned was lost on the Atlanta. Except for Annie, which wasn't really his. He frowned a little as he thought about TJ who had disappeared from the ship couple months earlier.

Sitting down, he activated the console and displayed the science department's manifest. For being a larger ship, his department was now even smaller.

He drew in a deep breath and sighed.

He studied the personnel records for Alan Dewey and Sahril. The other new officer, Ka'tira, he already knew.

There were no logs regarding ongoing projects. That would change.

He looked over the lab inventory and equipment manifest. He made notes on his padd for items that would be needed. As he was doing this, both Dewey and Sahril arrived for duty.

Unnoticed, he continued until he was done.

As he entered the main science lab Sahril had already left for the bridge.

"Sir!" said Dewey, "You must be Lieutenant Commander Zent."

He nodded affirmatively.

"P-Pleased to meet you Sir."

He shook Dewey's extended hand. "Thanks."

"I know that it isn't your fault that things are as they are," noted Zent, "but things will have to change. I expect this lab to be run by the book."

Dewey was somewhat surprised by Zent's remarks. "What do you mean?"

"Do you know what this is?" asked Zent pointing to a near-by container with a large spider in it.

"I don't know, it was brought in by one of the Marines. "What is it?" asked Dewey.

"I'll tell you what it is, it is a class 9 lifeform."

Dewey's jaw dropped slightly. He couldn't find the words to speak.

"It gets put in a level 2 containment field and transported off this ship."

"Right away Sir."

"When you are done with that, contact OPs and requisition these supplies," he added, handing him the PADD.

Dewey took the PADD and shuffled away.

He shook his head, "now where is Ka'tira?" he muttered.