Sitting back in the large, oversized and plush leather arm chair that sat behind the equally large wooden desk in the Captains Ready Room, Grayson raised the coffee cup to his lips and drained the last dregs of coffee as his eyes looked over the to-do list he had hastily thrown together that morning.

Pausing as he read the next item on the list, he looked at the time and put down his coffee cup with a thud. “Oops,” he said, completely to himself as the time registered with him. He was an hour late to this particular item but as the person it was about had no idea it was about to happen, Grayson wasn’t too worried. The reviews on the latest edition of Mechwarrior had been worth it, as the 32nd edition of the game, now in holonovel format, had been worth the watch.

=/\= Cadet McCall, Lieutenant Frankenstein, this is Captain Rhodes =/\= he said seconds after opening the comm-link.

=/\= Please come to my Ready Room at the earliest you can, and unless that you are in the middle of a Medical Emergency, Lieutenant, that means now =/\= he clarified, more than aware that earliest you can in Daphne’s language might be translated as when you feel like it and have done what you think is more important.

Closing the comm, he spun around on his large and comfy chair and simply rolled it on it’s wheels over to the replicator without standing up. Pursing his lips as he waited for his coffee to materialize, he considered having Engineering add a motorized unit to the chair so he could drive it to the replicator instead of having to push it with his feet.

Captain Rhodes, CO