Following Starfleet protocols… what a colossal waste of time! But ‘rules were rules’ and there were exactly two members of the crew who could get in his way. The Chief Medical officer, and the Chief Counselor. Either could relieve him of command and while it wasn’t likely to happen, he needed to be on their good side so here he was, gifts in hand ready to say all the right things and make peace before any conflict ever happened. He threw on a smarmy smile and rang the chime outside of the CNS’s door.

~Lazol, aCo~