Mwezi scratched his nose as he stepped out of the Turbolift and onto the bridge. He glanced around a bit, taking in the look of the place. It was a fairly nice Bridge, he decided. A bit high-tech compared to what he was used to, but considering it had been over a hundred years, it wasn’t as advanced as he’d expect. Perhaps Starfleet’s encounter with the Narada had affected their technological advances, he wondered.

Regardless, he strode across the room with purpose, heading towards the Captain’s Ready Room and pressing the chime. After visually checking the man’s chair to make sure he wasn’t in it, of course. It was still possible for him to not be in the ready room, but hopefully that was a relatively low chance.

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