Per her agreement with Alex, Shedda was headed to the officer’s mess for a meal and to check on their fugitive chef. She didn’t eat every meal there, her schedule didn’t allow for that. And she felt it was good to be seen in the lounge as often as possible as well, mixing with the enlisted crew as well. She was the XO, for everyone and it was important to her to be approachable. She wouldn’t admit it, but that also saved her from having to see Harv 3 times a day. She dreaded these meals, but she agreed, so there she was walking into the Officer’s mess for dinner at the end of her shift. It had been a long day, and she had hoped there would be a letter from the judge, but there wasn’t. Shedda sat down at a table and waited. There was no point in ordering from the replicator or asking for what she wanted. Harv was going to serve her whatever it was he wanted to.

Mal’athar, XO