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It was at this point the Chernov neared Deep Space K-7 when they had a hail from the station beeping at the comm station.

GM CockRoaching

William turned to face the viewscreen. He tapped the chair comm [O]Bridge to Captain, we have arrived. K-7 is hailing[O] He straightened his uniform “Open Channel” He said in the command voice hed been forced to develop.

CSO

Chris pressed the com button on his desk. [O] Understood. I’m in the middle of something right now. Please handle the message. We’ll be done soon. [O]

Captain Chris Taggart

Kane, Tac / Med

Mwezi stepped onto the bridge, replacing the ensign on duty at the weapons station, and sat down in the chair. His height and muscle combined to make the small chair groan slightly, his ears twitching slightly at the sound.

The Chief Weapons Officer tilted his head slightly as he listened to the CSO in his conversation with the K-7 station.

Mwezi, Security Chief

”..USS Chernov this is Deep Space K-7 on your approach please dock at docking bay 9a for resupply and prepare your senior staff for a mission briefing from Commodore Flynn.” The message said from an NE who came on the screen.

GM CockRoach