Ella had been tactical in her meet and greets with the other department heads leaving the CAG or Commander Air Group to last. Putting it of ill after hours when she hoped most of the flight group had dispersed for the evening. There always seemed to be a stigma between Security and ships attached support arms such as Marines and Pilots but she hoped for her sanity this ship wasnt one of those who defined someone by the colour on thker uniform. She’d enjoyed getting to know each of the people she’d already spoken to and other than word of mouth that the last Security officer had a less than rocky relationship with the CAG she didn’t see any reason why this couldn’t go as successful.

Deck 11 was thankfully quiet, the flight ops was just up ahead and she could see a handful of officers going about thier duties. She’d figured she would wonder around and wait for someone to garner her attention.

• Lt JG Ella Lokaa