Ridge was not expecting to meet the Captain, he had always coordinated with an Executive officer, the Captains rarely wanted to deal with a man of his stature. It made them feel lesser Ridge assumed, though he was not certain why. That was how he found himself outside the Executive Officers office. His golden uniform, well pressed, expensively tailored, his appearnace perfect in all ways otherwise. Ridge glanced both directions before stretching up on his tippy toes to press the chime and ask for admittance to the Execs office.

Ridge adjusted his uniform to hang perfectly once again as he waited bright aquamarine eyes surveying the door intently. It had already been a long day he could use a drink.

Lieutenant Ridge Parvenu