mr-monty-scott started following you
The Vulcan stared pensively at the chemicals in her hand, biting her bottom lip as a tell-tale sign of concentration. Her gaze shifted between each Erlenmeyer flask set out for her experiment, taking a deep breath. Slowly, almost too slowly, she touched the mouth of the beaker to the other as her heart rate increased by 6.2%. Two seconds away from pouring the liquid into the glass and--
The door to the science lab slid open, revealing an unfamiliar man in a red shirt. T'androma's eyes from behind the regulation safety goggles shot up to him, a disgruntled sigh escaping her lips. She scanned his shirt sleeves for his rank. Lieutenant Commander. He was most likely here on business as opposed to other irritating Ensigns to roamed the halls aimlessly when they weren't on duty.
"Is there something I may assist you with, Lieutenant?" she asked clearing her station for another time.