Captain Brandy Carson
I was a little concerned when Lt. Commander Sharp spoke directly to me. Did I do something wrong? Am I in trouble already? Well, I guess we're all in trouble thanks to those dumbasses who shot off at each other and the Commander. Who does that? Any ways, I'm getting distracted. "Yes sir, of course." I say with a swift nod. I hung towards the back with him. After being some of the last to take our bunking assignments we step inside the ship and down a corridor. "Is there a problem sir? I didn't think I had done anything wrong..." I trail off nervously. His overall demeanor was very hard to read, that always frustrates me. Though I also respect it. It seems to be something that the higher ranks are best at.