With boundless enthusiasm Sha’ow make their way down the corridor, nodding at every officer and civilian they pass.

“Good day. How do you do? Great day isn’t it?” No one responds other than a nod of the head or a cocked eyebrow.

It shouldn’t take long to reach the security offices but Sha’ow was taking it all in; the sights, the smells, the vibrations of the power conduits the hum of the lights. All wonderful distractions.

“Oops.” They say to themselves as they miss the turning, “follow the signs.” They whistle.

The sign on the door read Chief of Security . “Ah here it is, yes yes.” They reach up and press the bell, it chimes.

Ensign Sha’ow
USS Ogawa
Sec