Drake was on his way to the CO’s ready room. He had gotten a page a day before, telling him where to be and when but not much else. He didn’t know why but supposed that Command- Captain Myqian didn’t have sufficient time to include that. Nonetheless he moved through the halls and over towards the Captain’s ready room. He was glad, in a way, if there had to be someone else in that office, that it was someone he knew on some level or another. Maybe it shouldn’t have mattered, but it did. He reached the door and pressed the chime.

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.