Posted by Captain Aiden Voss (Commanding Officer) in I spy with my little eye [Open]
Aiden lay in his quarters, staring at the ceiling, the soft hum of the Memorial filling the room. Sleep, however, remained elusive. Nights like this weren’t uncommon—when the quiet hours of the ship gave his mind too much space to wander. There was something about command that made sleep feel like a luxury, not a necessity.

With a resigned sigh, Aiden rose from the bed and slipped into his uniform. A walk might help. It usually did. The Omega shift—the deepest hours of the night watch—had a certain stillness to it. It was when the ship felt most peaceful, the crew settled into a rhythm that required little intervention from command. Yet, Aiden found that these late hours often gave him a clearer perspective, something he needed now more than ever.

He stepped into the corridor, nodding to the few crew members he passed. The lighting was dimmer, the voices hushed. There was something calming about walking the ship at this hour, when everything seemed to slow down. The steady hum of the Memorial’s engines thrummed through the deck plates, a constant reminder that they were always in motion, always moving forward. Even when the ship seemed asleep, the pulse of its systems never stopped.

Aiden’s path took him through Deck 4, past the observation lounge.

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

As the CO walked past the lounge, his eye would catch his Intel chief sitting alone, watching the stars pass, contemplating only he knew what.

Saxon caught the motion of the captain from the corner of his eye, and turned to look at the Memorial’s commanding officer. He acknowledged Voss’s presence with a nod, then returned his gaze to the stars. . .

Lieutenant Saxon McCleary
Chief Intelligence Office USS Memorial