USS Olympic
COS Office, Reporting in
Toren approached the door to the COS office with a certain sense of unease. It hadn’t been that long ago that he had called this office alone, in fact, it had been in here that he and Micah had first been together. Now that he thought about it, he wondered if it had been in this room that Lake had been so unexpectedly conceived.
He stepped up to the door and pressed the chime, it felt awkward, like having to the ring the doorbell on your own house.
When the doors slid open, he stepped inside “Ensign Toren Nalar, reporting” he said crisply, hiding his awkwardness under a mask of professionalism.
Ensign Nalar