Dagen came on shift with hair ruffled (as usual) and, this morning, a mug of coffee in hand. Yawning, he slipped into his chair. The mug rang off the desktop as it encountered it a touch too hard. Peering through his overnight status reports between sips; self heating mugs were just the thing in keeping coffee at the proper temperature. Dagen so didn’t like coffee or tea cold and this baby that Reia had found was just the thing. Odd that replicators just didn’t add that to the repertoire.

Routine maintenance of the mainfolds, skitchy oxygen filtration on Deck 6, JT Droid .. got lost? That was strange. Course and speed deviation from planned route. Hmm. With the mug held up and ready to be used he tapped the comms on the console. =^= Thor to Kesh =^= He hoped it was Kesh on the bridge shift today. Mornings. Not his forte. =^= Where are we headed? =^=
- Dagen