The trip out to the Saracen was uneventful - well, as uneventful as flying through space faster than the speed of light can be. Sean always marveled at this technology, even if it became mundane for others in the galaxy.

As they pulled up to the large vessel and eventually slid into the shuttlebay, Moore put away his datapad on the specifications of the ship and disembarked. The boatswain welcomed him aboard and got him checked in - his personal effects were sent directly to his quarters. That was a nice touch, and something he would comment positively on as he got situated.

“Hey, you know where you’re going?” the boatswain hollered.

Sean looked back and cocked his head, expecting the sir. “Indeed. Just studied the deck layout again upon arrival.” He could have been sassy and only given a simple “yes”, but he decided to be nicer.

After making his way promptly through the ship, Sean made his way to the CO’s ready room. He avoided taking in the bridge until he was done visiting the captain - he wanted to savor that a bit more. He stood at the door and let the chime ring.

LtJG Sean Moore
Chief of Operations, USS Saracen