Remon entered the bridge. It was quiet just a skeleton crew as the Angel was still in dry dock.

“Is the Captian in his ready room?” He asks a NE Jimmins.
“He is. And you are?” Came the gruff voice of the Andorran.

“Ensign Remon Flamurn, I’m the new security JO. I am just making the rounds.” Remob offers a friendly smile.

“Welcome aboard. Ring the bell and wait.”

Remon walks across the bridge. He presses the bell and waits.

Ensign Remon Flamurn
Sec
USS Ark Angel