Finally having spent the morning completing the required checks, Peter made his way to the aft section of Deck 14, looking for the COS’ office. He was looking forward to getting his hands dirty, so to speak. He normally had a good reserve of almost nervous energy though it was more physical then mental. He felt better when he kept busy. Even when performing such tasks as security detail he had an unusual knack of being able to do several things at once. He was able to almost unconsciously be totally aware of his surroundings and any changes therein even while he mentally was reviewing a Security review or other such periodical.

Reaching the Security office he waited for the doors to announce his arrival.

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