<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Five minutes later, Sahara stepped up to the door of the observation lounge, her nervousness creeping up.  She didn't know why she was nervous.  Most it had to do with being in a roomful of strangers, or so she thought would be strangers at the meeting with her.  At least, she would have some friendly faces there when Commander Osiel and Commander MacReady showed up.  She hoped that the Captain wasn't a hard man to get along with.  She hated those that bore the "higher than thou" attitude.  It annoyed the living hell out of her, to use a common human phrase.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she smiled and opened the door, going in.  "Good evening," she said with a cheerful voice.  Looking up, her grin got wider as she spotted Lieutenant Tosh, and Lieutenant MacGalleon already in there.  Maybe there would be more friendly faces than she had originally thought.  She waited until the two men were done talking before she acknowledged them.  "It's nice to see you again, Lieutenant Tosh, Lieutenant MacGalleon," she said, smiling and nodding in turn to each man politely.<br/><br/>Then, she looked up at the other man in the room.  He was...young.  He didn't look to be any older than her own age, which was surprising to her, considering that she had read in his file that he was over 215 years old.  More power to him, she thought with a smile.  If a man could be that old and not look a day over 30, she could only envy him and hope that she would have the same treatment when she aged.<br/><br/>"Commander Mitchell, I assume?" she asked, reaching her hand out towards the man that was unfamiliar to her.  "Lieutenant Sahara Tir," she said.  "Chief Medical Officer...It's very nice to finally meet you..."</span><br/>