Max had been at this long enough to always take advantage of the downtime that you got, and he wasn’t going to let this lull between missions be any different. There wasn’t much to do on the station, but he could still take some time off from the everyday grind.

First step though, was getting a bite to eat. Walking into the Mess Hall he made a beeline for the replicator.

“Toasted club sandwich, french fries, ice water,” Max requested from the replicator. As he waited for the tray to show up, he looked around the Mess Hall. It was mostly empty, so he grabbed the tray and headed for one of the larger tables. Maybe some people would show up.

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Cmdr. Harkness - XO