It was an odd hour for a meeting. Well probably not, Shedda was still working through putting herself back on a ‘typical’ sleep schedule. She was very interested to me Calloway, their intel officer. Shedda’s last ship wasn’t big enough nor their area of patrol warranting of an intel officer. Shedda was interested to see how the position fit in on a longer term assignment rather than mission specific.

She made her way down the corridor and stopped in front of the lab door and pressed the chime.

Mal’athar, XO