“All hail the Empire.” Micha said calmly, as he entered the meeting room with the head of Inquisitors.

“Ah welcome, Lieutenant.” The other man said, his one remaining blue eye almost piercing into Micha’s soul. “New orders from the Empress herself. You’re being assigned to the ISS Cerberus. One of the empire’s newest weapons.” He handed Micha a padd.

Glancing at it, Micha smirked. “Naturally. Full crew profiles, excellent.” Unless you knew for sure, you couldn’t see anything that Micha sacrificed during training, but to get here, he had to. Few people knew what it was, and he wasn’t keen on explaining.

“Any specific orders for my time on board?” He asked, eyes never leaving the PADD in front of him. “Department is Engineering, station is Helm.” He said, remembering that he got a choice.

“Nothing specific. Just do the usual reports. Though the Empress may relay specific orders later. Choices noted. Long live the Empire.” The older man said, standing up and saluting.

Micha stood and returned the salute. “Long live the Empire.” He said, before turning on his heel and exiting the room. He had much to prepare for his new assignment, and little time to prepare it.

Lt Micha Thoran, Inquisitor