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The young man was still unused to the atmosphere of the [i]Albertus Magnus[/i]. It wasn't a military vessel, so rules were slightly more lax than normal, even for security personnel. He was adapting, slowly but surely, to his new post. 

Not that he had much choice.

The comm unit in his ear beeped. "Private Llewellyn," he said. The young man was vaguely aware of a blue-haired Tal'jin passing behind him in the hallway.

"Private Llewellyn, you've been selected for field detail," a woman's voice informed him. "Please report to S-Deck for preparations."

"Acknowledged." A second, lower beep as the signal cut. Arye made his way to the nearest elevator and selected the S-Deck, confirming with his biometric signature. S-Deck, short for "Security Deck", was the part of the ship where security personnel trained and prepared for missions. There were smaller armories on every deck, but the largest was on S-Deck. He made his way to the command center.