Cadet Wallcroft walks in with a freshly pressed uniform. He walks in and stands at attention as he quickly pushes out the words through his nervousness. He stands at attention but its obvious he’s still unsure of what exactly he’s doing here. He always wanted to join Starfleet he just never really thought he would make it here. but here he stands reporting for duty. As a bead of sweat works it’s way down his forehead. his hand quivering but he strains not to let it show…