Marcus moved quickly through the halls and made his way to deck twenty one. He was starving, his day had been so long getting checked in that he had forgotten to eat. His stomach gave a growl in agreement. Stepping in the mess he grabbed a tray wondering what was on the menu for the evening. He really did not know anyone yet that he felt comfortable sitting with but he would cross that bridge when he came too it.

Marcus stepped into the line and began to look over what was there while he waited.

-Ensign Marcus Lavent
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