Rules

What was it about that word that was so intriguing?
Ruling class
Rules and regulations
Unruly hair

Rebecca finished placing the last clip on her hair and sighed. Sometimes, like now when she was running late, she considered lopping of the wayward crimson mop and doing away with it. But then she’d let it down at the end of a long day, feel better, and change her mind.

Today was one of those days. She had check ins to do and a Department to inspect. She had come aboard the Angel late in the evening and been granted permission to stave of check in till morning. The RULE being, that she could only use the mess hall till cleared for more. And motions would be monitored, so don’t go wandering.

Well, it was morning. Rules be hanged, she was gonna start her day. She let the computers decide if she was wandering or not.

Stepping into the hallway, she tugged down her tunic top and headed to medical. She smiled and nodded to those she passed, secretly smiling brighter on the inside as she heard the click of minds put the uniform and rank combination together. She was the new Chief Science Officer. It wouldn’t take long for that information to spread.

Stepping into medical, young woman looked around for the highest rank in the room. Hoping it would be the CMO, she scanned the bay in curiosity.

Lt JG Rebecca Morrison
CMO