OOC: Welp back from one LOA and jumping in another. I’ll post this to start us off.

IC: Bryson knew what had to be done. His career had destroyed his family and ended his marriage, which eventually caused him to lose his captaincy. The XO wasn’t going to allow his newfound complacency as First Officer, knowing he’ll never Captain a ship again, grew on him. Commander Erin slipped off his command red uniform and jumped into his newly made operations yellow uniform. By doing this, Bryson knew he didn’t give Remy any choice of what was coming next.

The XO was getting weird glances as he made his way to the turbolift, and a few officers and crewmen looked like they wanted to say something. The decision Bryson made was final and it was someone else’s turn to assist the CO with running the ship.

“Bridge.” Commander Erin murmured once he stepped onto the lift. “I’m sure Petrov would find this thrilling....” Bryson said to himself as the turbolift carried him the short distance from his quarters to the Bridge. Once the lift stopped, the Commander stepped out and looked around. Good Bryson thought once he saw a lonely Ensign manning the science station. No audience.

Swiftly but professionally, the XO walked across the Bridge to the Ready Room and pressed the chime.

Erin