A layer of icing fell into the sink bowl beneath Cropa as he wiped at his face with the towel in his hands. Mushroom pie was hard to get out, and was made increasingly more difficult with the addition of facial hair. As Rojac was meticulously picking the bits of pie from between the follicles he heard his computer chime with a message.
"Computer." He said aloud. "Transfer call to the restroom."
The system beeped in acknowledgment, and he saw a flashing icon appear on the mirror below his face. He stepped back wiped some more icing from his nose, and pressed the box. It expanded to cover his face, and the text appeared before him.
It was a status report from the Bragg Shipyards regarding his new ship. The ship would be ready in two weeks, and they were requesting he send some people for final inspections before delivery. In truth, Rojac had already designated his team leaders for that excursion. 1Lt Jade Reese, his new Chief of Operations, and (A)LtJG Gustav Kroitzer, his Deputy Chief Engineer, were in charge of the crew team for final inspections, and would accompany the project director on the delivery. And the project director was none other than Rojac's former Commanding Officer, Commander Bren Ohmsford.
Rojac smiled at the thought of Bren, now the only Captain of a Chimera that hadn't had his ship destroyed. That was quite an accomplishment. But Bren was meant for more than Starship command, he was Fleet material, and went on to be the Deputy Director of SSF Research and Development. Now it seemed that the War was calling Ohmsford back to a more direct form of service, where his experience would be more valuable to the war effort.
Rojac quickly typed up a memo to Reese and Kroitzer and told them to contact Commander Ohmsford to schedule a meeting. He had scheduled a runabout to transport them to Bragg, with a departure time at 1300 hours the next day.
When he was done, he swiveled around in his chair and checked out the view from his viewport of Aeran III below. It was a beautiful planet, and Rojac wished he could have spent more time there. He thought of purchasing some land on the water somewhere, and setting up a dock with a sailboat, and exploring the waters. Perhaps after the war, he told himself. Perhaps.
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C (In Production)
