Kane stepped off of the turbolift onto the bridge. He let out his breath that he had held for a minute or two. Pulling down the shirt of his uniform, he makes minute and seemingly insignificant adjustments to his uniform as he walks across the bridge. To the bridge officers he only says “Meeting with the Capitan.” He crossed the bridge, trying to stay out of the way of the officers going about their jobs and tasks. Standing outside of the door he reached up and pressed the call button beside the door.
Lt. Cmdr, Solomon Kane, XO