Sarah spun around and glared at the person yelling at her.
"Seven, are you okay?" the man asked. He was handsome. Tanned skin, black hair. Sarah thought that he might have been Indian (Native American), especially with that tattoo on his forehead. If she had watched the series, she would know that this man was Commander Chakotay, first officer of the U.S.S. Voyager. But, of course, she knew nothing about the series.
"Are you talking to me?" she asked, puzzled.
Suddenly, he looked concerned. "Seven, are you having problems with your implants again?"
"Implants?" she asked, then she looked down at the strange metal things attached to her body. Is that what they were? Implants?
"Perhaps we should go see the doctor," he said, approaching her.
