[b][h2]The [i]Arcadian[/i][/h2]
[h3]24 September 2190, 1302 Central European Standard Time[/h3][/b]
Alistair Kaelen Vance, the XO of the the [i]Arcadian[/i], always took a methodical approach to his duties onboard the ship. It was structured, efficient. This sequence of checks was his way of helping to manage the ship in the inherent chaos of deep space, a practice that often offered a sense of control and purpose.

He began his rounds in the main engineering bay, massive room that thrummed with the controlled roar of the fusion reactors that fed the Argos drive. In his hand, Vance held a datapad that show the limited AI running diagnostics. He spoke quietly to Hobby, the Chief Engineer from the Epsilon Eridani system. Together, they had checked the power output metrics, heat dissipation, efficiency, and the maintenance scheduling for the foreseeable future. After the checks, Vance received and approved two requests for replacement parts for the life support systems in the hydroponics bay, at a small cost at his private hobby in his quarters. This was one of the many ways he showed his care for the crew.

From there, he made a brief visit to the armoury. Vance needed to review the inventory of all the power amour and magnetic weapons, ensuring that they were in compliance with USF regulation with the ship's mission parameters. He exchanged a curt, professional nod with the marines' leader, Major Kashvi Sikander Sadek. Despite the chip on her shoulder, she is a woman he often respected due to her discipline and rise to something greater than the upbringing she received in Shivapoor.

Finally, Vance made the walk through the corridor towards the bridge. His mind wandered for a moment to his homeworld, Eden, and the sight of twin moons, Evae and Adae. The twins were sometimes unpredictable chaos, something he missed from time to time. He shook his head and tightened his grip on his datapad, refocusing on the task at hand. His responsibilities as the XO were clear: manage the ship, its crew, and ensure order. His reserved demeanor was a shield, not a barrier. This was to ensure the protection of the entire crew through precision.

Alistair arrived on the bridge shortly after the Captain had taken his seat. He paused for a moment, observing the vibrancy that was hyperspace. The XO admired its beautiful, yet terrifying and unstructured sight. After settling into his own chair, the XO quickly checked his own console displays. He had heard Lauzon's question, a casual break from protocol to help foster camaraderie.

Without diverting his gaze, Vance responded, "The ship is operating at 98.4 percent efficiency across all major systems, Captain." His voice was crisp and professional. He paused for a second, allowing for a rare smile before adding, "Our destination represents a significant step forward for humanity."