Kelly stood in the docking rings waiting for the crew to assemble, as was custom when boarding Starbases. Seldom did one beam over to a Starbase due to security protocols.

Kelly took a sip of her coffee that seemed to almost be an official accessory to her uniform. There was next to no place Kelly did not travel without the hot beverage in her hand. It was in this sip however she realized that the docking ring was going to prove to be problematic for one main reason. There was no transporter officer to set her coffee aside until she returned. This meant she would have to improvise and problem solve. “Ian, do something with this for me,” Kelly said handing him the cup as she tugged at the sleeve of her shirt preparing to disembark the ship.

Captain Kelly Shultz