Once she boarded the Orron Davillis, she was shown to her quarters where she took advantage of throwing some water on her face. It wouldn’t be kosher to present her blotched and teary-eyed appearance to her new captain.
Orron Davillis, Captain Trot O’Connelly glanced up from his monitor when she entered the meeting room. Sienna smartly saluted him, which he casually returned.
“At ease, Lieutenant. I make it a point to personally meet every new crewmember who comes aboard. Tell ‘em hello and hand them their new assignment. In this case, I will admit I was especially delighted to learn you’d be joining us, if just for a few weeks.”
“Thank you, sir.”
The thin and obviously tall man, judging by the length of the extension on the head rest behind him, leaned back in his chair as he gazed at
