Reilly sat in his office and drummed his fingers on his desk. His eyes watched the personnel files of the Wolverine scroll past the display in his desk and the sounds of an old Earth song ‘Take Back The Power’ by The Interrupters was playing low in the background. The files were certainly not typical of the vast majority of Star Fleet vessels… or even any Fleet ship. It was more akin to a space=based asylum than a Star Fleet Special Missions craft, but that was one of it’s strengths.

Reilly’s eyes lit up and the scrolling stopped. He quickly read and re-read a particular file and then a small smile played across his face. “Well… hope she has her ballet shoes on, ‘cause she is going to a dance.” and he tapped his comm badge. =/\=CIO to the XO’s office in twenty minutes, Lieutenant.=/\= and he then confirmed the location of his unknowing teaching aide.

Reilly, XO