Andris Krex, a pleasant-looking Denobulan male approaching middle age, materialized in Transporter Room 2 on Deck 2 of the USS Saracen. He brushed his hands across his uniform, and saluted the NE running the teleporters.

“Good day, Ensign.”

“Lieutenant Commander, welcome,” the NE said. “I believe that the Captain is in his ready room on Deck 1.”

Andriss thanked the NE and made his way to the turbolift, whistling. Though this was his first time on a Pendragon-Class vessel, the holosimulations he ran were committed to memory, and he walked the Saracen’s halls like an old pro, though he was in reverence of all the stories it must’ve contained.

He quickly enjoyed a look at the bridge and his chair on deck next to the Captain’s, waving at the duty crew, before making his way to the CO’S ready room door and pressing the buzzer bell.

-XO Andriss Krex