Lab Fourteen was now host to one of those moments that was likely repeated around the station, as common as someone ordering a hot beverage from the replicator, a first meeting. Ginsh still occupied with finding the specific diagnostic equipment piece, had yet to notice the Andorran who stood first in the doorway and now had advanced a few paces into the room the young crewman, he coughed and then questioned. “Ensign Ginsh, sir?” 

“Correct person.” The Tellarite said as he twisted his head round, the new arrival was only ever going to be of secondary concern, next to the setup, running, and observation of the next experiment. “Currently occupied studying a brand new specimen, whatever you have to say, now is the time.”

“Zylu Zh’Chron Science Crewman, I’ve been assigned to you for the day, sir.” Came the curt and straightforward response. “So if there is something you would like me to retrieve, I can certainly accommodate you.” 

“Ah Ha, Rocker plate!” Ginsh exclaimed on finding the piece, patting the wall housing, and starting to key in his access code, before giving out instructions along with a reminder “ If you could retrieve container number eighteen, and set it on table two that would be agreeable. Remember your standard integrity checks before removing completely from the housing.” 

“Of course.” Came the short response, and a stride over to the specimen wall, a pause and careful look along the rows and layers. “Eighteen, low down as one would expect.” A slight verbal jab, off the back of centuries of rivalry, came out a readily. “Drig Bug,sir?”

Ginsh merely smiled, while using two hands to withdraw the flat plate object from its housing. “Precisely, I am not going to make life more difficult for myself, am I now. Computer add Crewman Zh’Chron to the approved access list, Lab eighteen, twenty-four hours duration.”

Ginsh strolled over to the previously mentioned diagnostic table, setting the equipment piece in the center, a quick glance to his right to check on the Crewmans progress. The container was almost fully out of the wall housing, the appropriate support in place and the checks being carried out, visual had just concluded with Zh’Chron bringing up his tricorder from the belt clip. Ginsh turned his attention back to the table, having stepped around to the control panel, and began the interface process, ensuring the plate would accept commands and their was a consistent numerical and visual data stream. 

The container was carried over with all the care of a most valued and most delicate most precious item, rapid glances between the object and the destination and the path to be taken. Which for a moment surprised Ginsh, but pleasantly so. The container deposited just as gently, and the crewman stood to the side. “Round here please, we are going to conduct a Transient Random Vibration Test. I will need you to operate the testbed. I will observe the recorded results from the pedestal console.”

They moved, Zh’Chron having less distance to travel reached his position first. Ginsh, on arriving at his position, quickly keyed in a control which changed the holo-projection to that of the container on the plate, translucent, with the specimens inside, plural. “Computer note reproduction has already commenced without outside stimuli. Right, recordings channels open. Record baseline data, at rest, hold for ten seconds.” The seconds ticked by, the accurate sensor feed returning the image of a completely unaware and unconcerned insect, with no stimuli it’s instinct was to lie dormant. That was about to change. “Now crewman please set Displacement 1 Micron. Velocity 1 MMS. Acceleration 1M/Sec2. Set for 1 second pulse intervals block duration of ten seconds. We will repeat the process to gather fifty blocks of data for comparison ” Finishing the data capture settings, he said simply. “Begin.”