Dante leaned back in the chair and stared out of the window. Outside the window, the Saracen could be seen in dock with the worker drones and personnel in EV suits working on repairs and the replacement of the overworked engines, while on the inside of the window, he sat at a small two person table in the stations bar, dressed in civvies and nursed a beer and just relaxed, watching his ship and waiting to see if Lt Commander Colter had been free to meet him.

His message had been short, brief and simple. If the Lieutenant Commander was free, would he mind meeting Dante at the bar for a beer? Throughout the hectic days of the last mission the new CO hadn’t had a good time to sit down and meet his crew, with many of them being on the away teams and busy trying to keep the ship in one piece with the temporal issues that had plagued them. Now was as good a time as any and Dante preferred to keep things casual when not on duty, he was sure the crew had had all of the formal and professional they could handle for now. So he sat back, waited, and watched his ship as he lazily sipped from his handle.

Captain Knight, CO