<div class="floatleft">(http://i1201.photobucket.com/albums/bb359/JadedAbsinthe/stFreya2_zps8d8e5618.jpg)</div>[Name: Freyja L'ha<br/>Species: Betazoid<br/>Position: Chief Medical Officer<br/>Location: Cargo bay with the medical equipment, and then Transporter room 1<br/>Tagging: Anyone in the room.<br/><br/>Freyja had spent the last week or so organizing and re-organizing her inventory before she had even set on board the ship, she needed to make certain that she had everything she needed. At the moment she was at her small work station, in the cargo bay as the inventory was being beamed aboard, along with a few of her own experiments she wanted to try...all these machines couldn't be beneficial.<br/><br/>Sighing she pushed her blonde hair from her eyes as she looked over the records of the crew, as much as they probably hated it she was hoping to have the officers examined in the next 24 hours or so, she'd settle for the rest of the crew for 48-72 hours. Sighing to herself she signed off, today was it, she was heading to the ship and soon her first commission as Chief Medical officer will begin. Straightening her blue dress she checked that her blonde hair was fastened back before heading to the transporter room.<br/><br/>She transported up to transporter room 1, “I will never get use to that.” She shook her head, patting herself down to make sure her body parts were all in the right order. “Good.” She smiled stepping off the transporter pad, before she arrived she was assured her personal items would arrive in her room within the next few hours.