Fleet Mission: "To Boldly Go..."

[Steve Malloway]

STARBASE THRINACIA
Commanding Officer's Office
1514 hours

"Damn reports." Steve murmured, throwing himself backwards into his chair at his desk. He hadnt long been sat on the couch before another chirp of reports erupted from the main console. One not so pleasing to hear, the others were just the usual shinanigans.

1515 hours. Typical. Time moved so slowly when you were waiting on something. And this meeting later that evening at 1800 wasnt coming around quick enough.

"Come!" Steve called out, his hands up over his face as he whiped away the annoyance of waiting, the fatigue at staring at the console all day, and the relief that finally the Fleet was up to something. He looked to the doors as they swished open, smiling the sight of Ms. Wilkinson walk on in.

"Emma, 'bout time someone or something came to take me away from the console." He grinned, standing and walking around his desk. He'd known Emma for several, several not nearly covering exactly how many, years and had become not only a friend to the Admiral, but a confident as well. "How are you, my dear?"

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