Ollie made his way quickly from his quarters to the turbolift.

“Bridge” he ordered as he stepped inside the lift.

The trip up a few decks was quick and he stepped out onto the bridge and paused a moment to take in the scene. He let the sounds of the consoles and computers, the conversations of the bridge crew and their emotions, which he could feel from his half Betazoid heritage, wash over him. Ahead of him he saw the tactical and security consoles, his consoles, and he smiled to himself. Of course, he had manned those stations before but now they were his.

Turning, Ollie made his way over the ready room door, pressed the chime to announce himself and waited.

LTJG Ezeami - COS