The hum and thrum of the ship was a little more prominent here on Deck 13. But in some ways it was comforting to be deeper inside the ship, like layers of armor wrapped around her. She found herself marching rather than walking, despite having no reason for such urgency. It felt good to move, and it kept her from not knowing what to do with her hands just then.

Serena had messaged ahead that she wanted to have a brief meeting with the man, and when would that be convenient for him? The agreed-upon time was near, so she’d headed down. Coming to a stop outside the labs she took a deep breath. Here we go.

Stepping forward, the main doors into the lab complex peeled back, unsealing. Making her way inside she studied the numerous folks in science blues, contrasting to her Command red.

“Can we help you, Commander,” asked a lieutenant she didn’t know. His tone was almost expected, butwithout being disrespectful.
“Here to see Mister Madison.”
“Ah. He’s expecting you. This way.”

Quickly the younger nameless lieutenant lead her back toward the office area, then hit the door chime, then stepped back.
“Thank you, Lieutenant. That should be all for now.”

“Aye, ma’am.” With that, he turned on one heel and went back to his station, leaving her alone.

Lt Cmdr Stone, XO