Scars-Kyle
Lt. Kyle pulled his hand away from the transporter controls and shook it vigorously. As he studied it, he frowned. That was definitely going to leave a scar. He summoned Mr. Scott to the transporter room to examine the malfunctioning equipment and then headed to sickbay. He waved at Nurse Chapel as he entered. Without saying a word, he extended his hand. Christine sighed in sympathy. She led the lieutenant to the appropriate machine. "That's the fifth burn we've had today. I hope Mr. Scott gets that stupid thing fixed."
Kyle smiled. "I think you've been spending too much time with Doctor McCoy."
I was overtaken by the idea to do 'scars' for a few more characters. We'll see if I continue.