Tiglath returned to his office from the mission briefing. From what he recalled from the briefing, he didn’t see any immediate security concern for the ship or it’s crew. He sighed and walked over the replicator in his office.

=^=Samoon, with fried eggs and tomatoes. Green tea with honey.=^= He ordered his breakfast. Grabbing the plate once the replicator had made his food, he returned to his desk and pulled up the mission briefing. He started reading the report, looking for anything that might concern ships security.

-COS