<USS Avalon> Orders...

Orders…
By Captain Keith Ketchum
 
Keith sat and wondered how long it would take for Lieutenant Snuffy to stand 
on the bridge at attention.  A test, he thought.
 
Finally, Keith gave in, “Mr. Snuffy, at ease.”
 
Visibly, Snuffy went to ease.
 
“I suppose you are wondering why I called you to the bridge.  We are about to 
come to one of a number of temporal rifts that need to be investigated.  I 
need you to run some scans on it, and report your findings to myself or Senior 
Lieutenant White Feather.”
 
Snuffy nodded.
 
“I would also like any thoughts of how to possibly close the rift, if you can 
come up with something that can do that.
 
Keith waited for a response, but decided it was not needed.
 
“Now, I know about your self-imprisonment, but it’s time to get back to 
work.  Dismissed.”

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