Kohana had just been relieved from his post at the helm and had come to the lounge for dinner. After ordering a bowl of vegetable beef soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, he looked around for a place to sit.

Spotting Cmdr. by herself at a small table, he approached her.

“Forgive me for the intrusion, commander, but I was windering if I might join you?”

Lieutenant Kohana Black Wolf
Intelligence Officer/Helm USS Asimov