It’s been almost a month now since he lost his best friend and his gaint Wolf like bodyguard. Emotions ran deep, very deep when it came to those two. Thinking about it once more caused Chris to just yell and scream and he threw his food tray with the might of his anger at the wall while standing at the same time.

Breathing heavy with his now empty hands clenched into fists and eyes closed. Starting to gain some composer back, he started by controlling his breathing. Once he got himself back into check he opened his eyes. He had forgotten where he was with all of his pent up rage. Looking around at all the crew members of the Chernov in the mess hall that moment he realized just how bad he screwed up. Clearing his throat he stood tall and spoke with confidence.

“I’m very sorry about that everyone. I hearby relieve myself of command and relinquish all control of the ship to the Executive Officer until I am fit for duty. You all are my witnesses. Please forgive me. I’m going to go see the Counselor now.” He tried to walk tall past his crew and out the door but he still had a slight slouch.
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Coming to the door of the Counselors office he hesitated for a moment until he remembered what he just did in the mess hall. Using his cybernetic arm to make more noise, he poundef on the door like 21st century police did in America. “I need to see you! Are you in there?”

Captain Chris Taggart CO