[b][u]The Phoenix[/u][/b]
>>>Gyserian Sector
>>>Captain's Office

Captain Rolgnar sat back in his newly installed recliner seat, one of many additions the Alliance had put on the ship. He had to admit, it was a good seat, if nothing else. He rocked in it for a few seconds before a message came up.

"Oh, wonderful. What's the bad news." he muttered as he leaned forward to check.

"Training exercise? Bah." He thought officer training had ended twenty years ago...

Realizing that it was, in fact, time to get moving, he sent orders to his key crew members.

[hider=Shipwide Briefing]
[[Error:Ship Network Formatting Failure.]]
[[Reverting to standard settings.]]
[Sending message to all system ports...]
[Messages recieved. Transmitting.]
All hands are expected to be on deck for in-flight inspections. Keep low security priority. All section leaders and officers, see briefing.

[hider=Checking credentials...]

[Confirmed!]
Good evening, gentlemen. The mission as described in the meeting has now come full circle and has been sent by the highest authority. Here's what you need to know.

We are making way to the "Scol System". Run the drive at 70% power, quick arrival is beneficial to us and the distance is not very far. All teams, prepare your men for some potential gravitational disturbances. As mentioned in the general broadcast, there will be an inspection. This is only to ensure all is running well; we don't need problems on our first mission.

As stressed before, keeping this to yourselves is essential. Cassian, tell that guy on the bridge to silence his broadcast that he shouldn't be running anyways. This is serious; we need to keep contact between captains and being tracked because some idiot on the bridge didn't shut down his social media is good grounds for me to come in with the metal pole you all saw while entering the boardroom.

Everyone else, prepare the ship for inspection and arrival to the target sector. Make sure to keep the main guns on backup; simulation first. That does mean the railgun will be turned off for now.

Now, stop reading this message and do your jobs!
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>>>Primary Bridge

"Captain on the bridge!"

All men stood at attention as Rolgnar strode down the long bridge, glancing at side screens before sitting in the captain seat.

"Inspection went well?"

Cassian turned around and looked at the captain. "Well enough, sir, but rather short."

Rolgnar chuckled. "This is an experienced crew, do we really need a long inspection? Tell Tyman down there to get that drive moving, we don't have all day."

Cassian nodded and turned back around. 

Rolgnar sent a message to his tech team. "The formatting broke again. Fix the damn thing!"

He then saw something out of the corner of his eye.

"Pantos!"

The railgun operator almost jumped as he heard his name yelled at.

"What is that damn thing on your screen?"

Pantos looked at the captain meekly after quickly closing it. "It's pacman... the oldest game in-"

"Stop playing that crap and look at the damn mainview! We're about to move! Pacman..." Rolgnar shook his head.