Tor didn’t bother to stop at his quarters before heading straight to the bridge. His security access having already been transmitted with his orders, he stepped off the turbolift and walked directly to the Ready Room door without so much as a glance around. He had already become very familiar with the Memorial. As soon as his orders had been sent to him he began studying all the schematics, repair logs, dry dock maintenance records, and crew files he could get his hands on. Over the past week he had memorized not only the layout, but most of the ship’s Engineering history.

As he approached the door, he reached into his bag and pulled out a blue box made of thin metal sealed with a matching metal lid. Touching the chime, he stood straight up and waited.

Tor, CE