Vulcan Chief Medical Office

As a Vulcan, she follows logic, not emotion. She speaks in odd dialect, and often does not understand conventional humor and such. Logic dictates her life, and she feels it's the only way to live. Think of her as socially awkward. Her bedside manner is horrid to atrocious. She understands that she needs to comfort the patients, but she tends to come off as aloof, almost cold and indifferent. She feels emotions, usually more than others, but she fails to express them. The last time she part took in Pon Farr was six years, eleven months ago, nine days.
She wears something like dark, skin-fitting pants, sort of like dark, dark skinny jeans with the star trek shirt hugging her body closely. She carries a laser gun and is trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Piri grew up on Vulcan and was put on the fast-track for Medical training. She decided to go to the Vulcan Science Academy and trained there until deemed ready, she immediately left for Star Fleet and then she was sent to the U.S.S. Pandora. If anything, she is the model Vulcan, intelligent, meticulous, and rational. Her parents had no true attraction, they had merely become mates for convenience. Her past is nothing extraordinary, if anything about it comes out, she merely shrugs it off.