<div class="floatright"><strong>Ensign Kroken Liara</strong><br/>            (http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/200px-Sito.jpg)</div><br/>Liara was feeling some apprehension as she approached the door to Three Forward.  She had dropped her bags off in her room and had been told by the duty officer to check in with Captain Mitchell and Commander MacReady as soon as possible.  Starfleet prepared her for this job and working on DS9 had exposed her to the way Starfleet was...but that didn't mean it was easy for her.  She took a deep breath, pulling her uniform top from the bottom to straighten it out, she stepped towards the door as it slide aside with a light woosh.<br/><br/>The lounge was very busy and Liara felt her nervousness grow.  It was one thing to talk to the Senior officers in a quiet private setting, but this many people meant she had ample opportunity to make a fool of herself.<em>Get a hold of yourself Liara</em>she scolded herself, lightly caressing the Bajoran ceremonial earring that hung from her ear.  She had never been timid or reserved, now was not the time to start.  She looked around the room, her keen eyes quickly picked out the three gold pips of the First officer sitting with a man with two Lieutenant pips wearing a blue uniform.  That must be the science officer or the Chief Medical Officer.  Liara didn't see the Captain so she figured she better at least report to the First officer.  Stepping self assuredly up to the table where the Commander sat she waited for a moment of pause in the two men's conversation then stepped into view.  "Please excuse me Gentlemen."  Her Academy training kicking in without much control, as she stood at attention when she addressed the two men.  "I'm Ensign Kroken Liara, Astrometrics and Propulsion.  I was told by the Duty officer to check in with you and Captain."  She stood at attention waiting for the First Officer to respond.