Flint was always dubious about the Class F shuttles and the state they appeared in, in essence, held together with whatever the engineering departments could find, he always remembered his mother saying “Just hold your breath” when entering one. “She wasn’t wrong…” he thought to himself.

The shuttle started to enter the Risa atmosphere, and once again started to bounce around, causing him to grab onto the seats in front with more than a shallow grip.

Flint’s new assignment to the UCC Sentinel couldn’t have come at a better time, he was really looking forward to getting involved with a new crew, better surroundings, and a fast-paced environment, he had heard they were on a well-deserved shore leave break after their previous mission.

The shuttle touched down on the landing pad and Flint grabbed his bag, the door opened and he was welcomed with the weather-controlled system the locals had bought in, heat hit his face and the smell of the water greeted his senses.

Flint has his orders to come and find the crew in a less formal environment, to break the ice and have an introduction with them.

Walking from the shuttle he headed into the primary resort via local transport, hoping he would at least bump into some of his new crew.

• Flint Locke - Lieutenant Junior Grade - Science Officer