Mirra Ezo

Congratulations to the both of you! Very well done!!

Congratulations to Flynn and Merrick R'Ven!!!

Mirra sat in the semi empty shuttle compartment with her hands folded in her lap. She rested her head against the window and looked out to the to the stars. She was enjoying the quiet. She expected it would be a much different environment once she reached the Starbase. Her last shuttle ride was a bit more intense. The very angry Klingon in the seat across from her was broadcasting like a long range radio tower and although she had experience with what she called "Open book broadcasters" and plenty of Betazoid training to tune out background thoughts, Even a low level telepath would be on edge. Mirra tucked a errant strand of her auburn hair behind her ear and smoothed a non existent wrinkle out of her shirt. She thought back on what brought her here. Her childhood friend, Melora. Her best friend on Betazoid. They were born two minutes apart and that was the longest they were ever separated. But that all changed when Melora turned 10 and started having daily headaches. Everyone assumed it was just an early onset of her telepathic abilities, then the coughing, shortness of breath, and fatigue came. It wasn't long before she saw her best friend slip away. Darnay's disease. Terminal, and devastating. The loss of her friend still stung, but the helplessness she felt at the time awoke in her a new purpose. She was going to become a doctor, she would help people, she would do everything in her power to heal. The gentle bump of the shuttle docking brought her back to the present. She was eager to begin her new assignment.