Snippet #2459818

The 26th of November had only just begun propelling itself through space. Unlike the seas, space offered no resistance to the simple action of flying through it. Turbulence nonexistent for the most part, the only time things got shaky was when evasive actions were being performed, or during takeoff.

Appearing just behind the Captain, a similarly-clothed man made his debut out of his own personal cabin for the day, in his hand was a holo-clipboard. His straight stance and the very air he held himself at would tell anybody that he was a solider about to go off to battle, but of course, his clothes stated otherwise. When the man spoke, he spoke formally, and with respect. This was not because he was afraid of his superior, or not because of obligations, but because he truly thought highly of the man, even if he did not particularly agree with some of the Captain's 'hobbies'.

But, of course, people are different. Soldiers and officers aren't exempt from this.

"Captain," he spoke, offering the clipboard to the man as he continued. "The post-takeoff report show acceptable levels of heat emissions, and the engines seem to be running exceptionally well. There are no problems with the ship, as usual." and about as soon as he finished his report, he dropped the small act, taking a more friendly tone with the man. "And there's the boring information for your day. Well... until 'tonight', that is. Aside from that, I have nothing exciting to tell you. Then again, the New Dawn being destroyed might be the cause for excitement until we figure out who or what did it."

Nero glanced around the room. A very small hum from the various machines in the room was emitted, as well as the sounds of the many pilots below doing their jobs. Even so, it was still one of the more quiet areas of the ship until things got heated. The crew's quarters, as well as the cafeteria could never hope to let one think unless they were abandoned. And with the multitude of status updates, requests, mindless paperwork he had to fill out that was all sent through his computer, which made an odd 'beep' everytime he received an update, it too was louder than here, mostly. "Since we have new crewman, I wouldn't believe you if you said we were simply going to sit back and enjoy the flight to Oatheir." Nero stated. "That being said... how shall we handle things? I feel like this whole incident has a chance of becoming big - bigger than we think. But that's just what my instincts tell me."