Kelly strode onto the bridge and took her seat. The comms officer repeated her message not that it seemed the entire staff was out the the ready room. “Captain, we are picking up a faint distress signal. It seems to be a transport or freighter being attacked by pirates.”

“Helm set a course for interception. Mr. Nash get me a reading on sensors about that ship being attacked and the ships attacking it. Mr. Mardusk I need to know what weapons we have and if they are usable since we sustained damage form the ellipse that brought us here. Mr. Drayke how fast can you get us to the origin of the distress signal. Dr prepare for possible casualties in the sick bay and work with Mr. Kingstone to see if you can give me any information about the species being attacked or attacking. Mr. Bordeaux go play with the orb and see what you can find out about the pirate situation here.” On autopilot, Kelly’s hand instantly began to lift to her mouth almost imperceptibly until she realized she did not have coffee sitting next to her. It was also when she realized she had not had the CMO look at her hand. It was way too stiff not to have done something during the fight but right now was not a time to visit sick bay.

Kelly Bordeaux