Bryce was enjoying his new role as Adrian's PA. He was finding out all kinds of privileges he had now, ones he'd only imagined in his dreams. The Admiral's PA had set him right about a few things. Garvin Anders was a tall, blond man with a penchant for the ladies and a good ale. They'd got on well.
A choice word got him to the front of any meal dispenser lines, the ones the senior officers used. And if he got an extra helping for himself, no one seemed to mind. He'd already had blueberry pancakes with real blueberries this morning. He licked his lips, still remembering the sweet taste. This was going to be a great assignment. So far, Adrian hadn't given him much to do.
There was a spring to his step but that didn't last long as he entered Science Lab 4. The stony-faced Adrian was facing Fleet Admiral Verel. The hulking First Officer was standing behind him like a wall ready to fall on him. The Tech Commander, staring at Adrian with very unfriendly eyes, seemed to have swallowed something very pleasant and was chewing it with enjoyment. The beautiful woman, Professor Boudreaux someone had told him, or the 'ice princess', was watching Adrian carefully, like a cat toying with a mouse.
The air was so tense, it felt like it was going to snap.
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Bryce was enjoying his new role as Adrian's PA. He was finding out all kinds of privileges he had now, ones he'd only imagined in his dreams. The Admiral's PA had set him right about a few things. Garvin Anders was a tall, blond man with a penchant for the ladies and a good ale. They'd got on well.
A choice word got him to the front of any meal dispenser lines, the ones the senior officers used. And if he got an extra helping for himself, no one seemed to mind. He'd already had blueberry pancakes with real blueberries this morning. He licked his lips, still remembering the sweet taste. This was going to be a great assignment. So far, Adrian hadn't given him much to do.
There was a spring to his step but that didn't last long as he entered Science Lab 4. The stony-faced Adrian was facing Fleet Admiral Verel. The hulking First Officer was standing behind him like a wall ready to fall on him. The Tech Commander, staring at Adrian with very unfriendly eyes, seemed to have swallowed something very pleasant and was chewing it with enjoyment. The beautiful woman, Professor Boudreaux someone had told him, or the 'ice princess', was watching Adrian carefully, like a cat toying with a mouse.
The air was so tense, it felt like it was going to snap.