INT. MEDICAL BAY - DAY 1
The sterile, white walls of the medical bay are a stark contrast to the bustling activity outside. ANYA, a determined and kind-hearted nurse, stands at the entrance, clutching a small bag of personal items. Her eyes, though tired, sparkle with a mix of anxiety and excitement.
ANYA (softly to herself..): Alright, Anya. You can do this.
She takes a deep breath and steps inside. The room is filled with various medical equipment, neatly organized but clearly well-used. Anya’s gaze sweeps over the room, taking in the details. She spots a small desk in the corner, her new workspace.
ANYA (to herself, smiling): what a nice place…
As she moves towards the desk, she notices a framed photo of the previous nurse. She picks it up, studying the face of her predecessor.
ANYA (whispering): I hope I can live up to your legacy.
Just then, the door slides open, and curly, the ship’s captain, enters. He gives her a warm, reassuring smile.
CURLY: Welcome aboard, Anya. We’re lucky to have you.
ANYA (thankfully): Thank you, Captain. I’m ready to get started.
Curly nods and gestures towards the medical supplies.
Curly: Great. We could use your expertise. Let’s get you settled in.