Lance headed down to the Forecastle lounge, he could have headed to the Fantail but it seemed that most of the junior officers lurked at the Forecastle. He was still finding his feet on the ship, but he’d found this place and was quite content to stay.

He’d come of shift half an hour ago grabbed a book from his quarters and headed to the Forecastle. The other Lt. who shared the quarters with Lance complained when he sat reading so he’d found somewhere else to go. His roommate had a problem with books. Lance was old fashioned he liked paper books rather than digital pads.

He found a spot to people watch and to read.

-Lt Malone