<Captain Mortimer, Transporter Room>

Just as Beata utters "Beata to Mortimer. Away team in position. Coordinates entered. ready for transport, sir. Awaiting orders.", Mortimer enters the transporter room, intent on addressing his crew personally before they beam down.

"Thank you, Mr. Beata."

Mortimer takes a look at the assembled away team.

Beata, eager to lead his first away team. Glad there's someone capable aboard to lead the team while Kindle's busy in engineering.

McRae, the new CMO. There's someone who knows what she's doing. If this disease is curable, she'll cure it.

Lectron, Science. I've seen the way he's been looking at McRae. Well, as long as it doesn't interfere with his duty. Then again, I guess I'm not one to be talking about that sort of thing. Apparently he passed through the academy with top grades in just about every subject, so I'm glad he's aboard.

Khan, Engineering. Another eager new officer fresh out of the academy. Just the sort the team needs to look after the technical stuff once they're down there.

"Good luck, everybody. Slater's, and the Federation, are relying on you. Bear in mind the future of an entire race depends on us.

Mr. Beata, it's your show from here. I think I can spot future command material a mile off. Prove me right."